Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

Fu uniform Zun came to her side, forcing her to look up at him. She felt that she even breathed heavily, and every inch of her skin trembled. She couldn't lift her courage in front of his powerful aura. Even if she knew that she had been wronged, she just couldn't give evidence.

"Why did you do that? Did you hate my mother so much? You pretended everything before. You always hated the Fu family and me, didn't you?" Fu uniform Zun gave a roar from the depths of the throat. His right hand held her wrist tightly. The strength of his hand was so great that it seemed to crush her bones, which made her even breathe painful.

Mu Yansheng took a deep breath and didn't expect that he would still think so until now. She slightly lowered her eyes and was very clear in her heart. Explaining with a person who didn't believe in himself would have no effect at all. Even if she took out the evidence, Fu qizun would still think what he should think, and there would be no change at all.

"If it makes you feel better, think so. I have nothing to say." Her shell teeth clenched her lower lip, her eyebrows frowned, the muscles on her face were tight, there was no blood color, her eyes couldn't help wetting up, and a biting cold gushed from the depths of her heart.

Upon hearing this, Fu qiaozun's anger was immediately ignited. He threw her hand aside. Her feet were soft and staggered, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she held the wall in time.

"Get out! I never want to see you again!" Fu even Zun pointed to the front door. His deep eyes were fierce. There was no temperature on his cold face. He seemed to have been extremely disappointed with her. He couldn't see any friendship all over his body. His eyes were as cold as a stranger. His sword eyebrows were frowning, and there were vertical and horizontal grooves between the tips of his eyebrows. His dark pupils were like a deep well, revealing his anger.

Burning has never seen such a scene, nor has he seen Fu uniform Zun like this. He hid behind Mu Yansheng. His small body couldn't help shaking. His nose was sour and couldn't help crying.

Mu Yansheng tried to suppress her emotions and wanted to make herself look calm. She just picked up the flame, raised her head and strode out. The palm print on her face was still there, and the pain in her heart was deeper.

Fu qiaozun quietly turned his back to them, never opened his mouth to say more words, nor looked back at them. Now all his reason has been swallowed up by the news of Lin Shuqing's death. He only believes what his eyes see, and he doesn't want to believe anything else.

Guan Shili looked at this situation, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a sneer came up on her face. Her narrow eyes were full of the pride of the winner. Unexpectedly, she missed her hand and was right. She drove away Mu Yansheng so easily, which made Fu uniform Zun completely disappointed with Mu Yansheng.

Mu Yansheng couldn't help walking on the road. He couldn't help but put down the burning fire, covered his mouth, burst into tears, his shoulders trembled, and his tears were like the water flowing through the dike. In an instant, they blurred her sight and covered her whole cheek.

She choked and could no longer control her emotions. For a time, pain and grievances poured out, filling her whole heart, leaving her nowhere to escape. Although she knew it was not good to cry so hard in front of burning, she really couldn't care so much now.

"Mom, don't cry. We don't want dad. I'll accompany you." At first, he still had some tears on his face, but now he saw her cry. He immediately wiped the tears off his face, acted as a little man and comforted her softly. He was really sensible.

But even with her son's comfort, the pain in her heart did not decrease at all. Fu qizun said before that she would always believe her, but now everything has changed and become too fast. Before she could react, she was completely overwhelmed by the pain caused by this change.

Just now in the Fu family, in front of so many people, she tried to suppress the pain in her heart and make herself look neither humble nor arrogant, but every word of Fu qiaozun stabbed her heart like a sharp blade, leaving her heart full of holes at that moment, even her breathing was painful.

Now that she has left, without the attention of those people, she can finally cry. Instead of letting these wounds rot in the bottom of her heart, she might as well be exposed to the air now, which can make her feel a little better.

At this time, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of her and handed a paper towel to her eyes. The familiar breath surrounded her. She couldn't help raising her head. Seeing that it was Antang, she quickly wiped the residual tears on her face, making herself look less embarrassed.

"Wipe it with this. I know everything. I believe you didn't do it. You're not such a person at all." An Teng stuffed the paper towel into her hand, and his face was also a sigh. No one had expected Lin Shuqing's accidental death, and Mu Yansheng was caught and couldn't explain clearly.

Mu Yansheng took the paper towel and wiped the tears on his face. His eyes were red and swollen, full of blood. His nose was still red and sour, as if his tears would burst the embankment again if he was not careful.

"Even what you believe, he just doesn't believe it and says I'm a murderer." With a little cry, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and a sneer came up from her mouth. She was with endless loneliness and sadness. Her long hair was scattered on her chest, and the whole person was depressed.

"After all, it was his biological mother who died. He also cared too much, so he lost control for a while. Give him some time and he will figure it out." Antang comforted her. At this time, in addition to comforting her, he really couldn't find any other way to make her feel better.

"Will you? He just drove me away in front of so many people and said he would never want to see me again. He would never figure it out. In his heart, I was a murderer and the murderer of his mother." Mu Yansheng's mood couldn't help getting excited. He tore at the corners of his mouth and couldn't help smiling.

She didn't know what she was thinking at the moment. Was the smile laughing at others or herself? She stepped back and looked a little trance. She was like a walking corpse, completely unconscious, and her heart had been filled with loss.