Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Liu Xinxin glanced at the kiss mark on her neck and immediately came over, "Mu Yansheng, you are shameless. Look what you have done. Oh, you're dead."

Her voice was shrill and frightening.

Mu Yansheng didn't answer, but lightened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, her silence helped the woman's prestige. Liu Xinxin grabbed her hair, "You cheap woman, as cheap as your mother, actually went out to steal men. Your mother and daughter lost all the face of our family."

The scalp was in pain. Mu Yansheng took a breath and clenched his teeth

"Don't dare to answer back, do you? You say, how can there be such a bitch as you in our Mu family."

In fact, she wanted to fight back, but her eyes caught a shadow at the door, so she gave up the idea of fighting back.

"Xinxin, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Liu Xinxin's face suddenly changed, threw away Mu Yansheng and smiled to meet the man.

"Well, we are also responsible for your daughter's becoming like this."

Mu Yang looked at his daughter, looked unnatural, turned away without saying a word, and Liu Xinxin chased up.

Mu Yansheng stared at the two figures wiped out, and several wisps of cold light appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

"Pa", closing the door with force, she felt that her strength was drained and her body was unable to slide off the door panel.

Today, she came back to see the shameless couple perform.

Vaguely, it seemed to hear a mu like voice outside the door: "only she can help me!"

Women seem to be crying, sobbing

Mu Yansheng wanted to hear more clearly, stood up, quietly walked to the door and stuck his ear to the door.

Outside the door, there continued to be an angry voice, but it seemed to be deliberately lowered: "keep your voice down!"

"Why! Isn't what I said true? Don't forget, that bitch..." the woman's voice continued. She held her breath and wanted to continue listening, but the door was pushed open at this time.

Mu Yansheng, leaning against the door, stumbled forward unprepared. When he stabilized his body, he raised his head and saw a surprised Mu look on his face.

"Dad... Dad." Although embarrassed, she reacted very quickly, and she shouted out quickly.

"How much did you... Hear?" Mu Yang opened his mouth quietly, and his tone was unprecedented calm.

"I didn't hear much."

She bit her lip back.

Her daughter's answer, how could the old man believe it? After a long time, youyou turned around and said, "go."

After a path of silence, he said, "looking at you, your mother is also annoyed. Now, you have climbed Fu uniform Zun. In the future, you will be happy."

Climb? Is that what she wants to climb?

Happiness? Mu Yansheng only felt that these two words were a big joke for her.

He sold her to others. Even though she appears to be Fu qiaozun's wife, she still has half a silk of dignity in the eyes of the world and in the heart of his general manager Fu.

Everything is a foregone conclusion. She wanted to say, "father, I hope you don't regret it."

"Fu is even and moody. Try to be careful when you get along with him."

It's his father's advice to his daughter.

"If you offend him and affect me and your mother, let's take care of the threshold of our family. In the future, you won't cross it again."

Intimidate her.

Let her please Fu qizun, the man with a big mouth and a big nose.

Otherwise, Mu Yangyi will break the father daughter relationship with her.

Mu Yansheng smiled. The smile was silent and light.

For the sake of Liu Xinxin, the junior, her father had already lost his humanity.

She went back to her room and cleaned up a simple salute. When she passed the living room, Mu Yang slept on the sofa, but Liu Xinxin watched TV with melon seeds.

A warm and soft picture, all this should belong to her mother, but was plundered by the woman.

Liu Xinxin glanced at her and continued to watch TV, completely ignoring her existence.

Unable to hook his lips, Mu Yansheng resisted his anger and said softly, "I hope this life will be with you forever."

Of course, Liu Xinxin can't hear her irony.

Walking out of the home where he had lived for more than ten years, Mu Yansheng stood at the crossroads with his suitcase in his hand.

"Dangdang", the telephone rang.

"Hello. Is that grandma?" I could hear the voice of Li Ming, the driver of the Fu family.

"Young grandma, I just went to pick you up, but I threw myself into the air. Where are you?"

"I'm in XX..." she reported her position. Now, where can she go if she doesn't go back to Fu's house?

After all, in name, she is Fu's wife.