Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

"Mrs. Fu, do you like my figure?" Seeing that Ji Nan Chu's ears were red, Fu Shimo picked the corner of his eyes, and the sarcastic Yu Guang glanced at Gu Jingchen.

Fu Shimo's words, let Ji Nanchu a little calm, pressure down the tension in the heart, "you turn around."

Don't want to listen to two people's conversation here, Gu Jingchen's face turns black, has not started, and is fixed by Fu Shimo's frivolous and evil words: "Vice President Gu, the words haven't finished, how can you leave so quickly?"

Gu Jingchen had to stop again, but he didn't turn around, because he was afraid that seeing the ambiguous two people would not control his emotions: "what else does Mr. Fu have to say?"

"It's not that I have something to say, it's that you have something to ask, but my wife hasn't answered you yet. Now I'll listen to it all at once, so that I won't take the opportunity to say it next time. It's not good. Once I can understand it, it's a misunderstanding, and then it's not necessary."

Fu Shimo smiles lazily, lowers his head, and his distant and indifferent eyes fall on Ji Nanchu's face: "Mrs. Fu, do you think so?"

Ji Nan Chu's action again lightly, the heart has no origin of a tight: "answer what?"

"Mrs. Fu's memory is really bad..." Fu Shimo gently raised her sharp chin, and her eyes fell on Gu Jingchen. She patiently repeated: "just now vice president Gu asked you, how much more time do you want to waste? If you leave him now, everything can start again, and there are better and more suitable people waiting for you, is it difficult, Don't you want to start a new life? "

"I also want to know whether Mrs. Fu wants to leave me now, whether she wants to start over, how many people are waiting for Mrs. Fu, and who is the right person for Mrs. Fu?" Fu Shimo leered at Ji Nanchu, his quiet eyes made Ji Nanchu's back cold.

Fu Shimo is still thinking about this question. Ji Nanchu bites his lip and thinks about how to answer Fu Shimo's satisfaction. Gu Jingchen opens his mouth behind her back in advance. His voice seems to suppress something.

"I was just joking. I didn't really want Mrs. Fu to answer. Mr. Fu didn't have to ask again." Gu Jingchen clenched his hands tightly into a hard fist, as if to control the whole body's strength in the fist.

"Ah, Mr. Gu thinks too much. This question is not specifically for you. I also want to know what Mrs. Fu thinks. I think Mrs. Fu has thought of it, so I'll let you listen to it by the way."

One is not special, the other is by the way. They are secretly laughing at Gu Jingchen's self indulgence.

Ji Nanchu finally understands that there is no injury, because she has been beaten, and there is no need for her to wipe medicine. Fu Shimo deliberately embarrasses Gu Jingchen.

Deliberately embarrassed Gu Jingchen.

She took a look at Fu Shimo's sarcastic expression and found it harsh and ugly, but she couldn't find a way to answer it.

Because if she does not say, the next Fu ancestral hall will be more violent and turbulent than the storm outside.

Ji Nan Chu put the medicine aside, "Jing Chen is very good, and he will be a suitable husband who loves his wife very much."

I didn't expect that Ji Nanchu would suddenly say that. Gu Jingchen turned away and his eyes seemed to be shining. But before he spoke, Ji Nanchu said, "Shi Yu will be very happy in the future."

Ji Nanchu added with a smile and full of blessings. In an instant, he saw that Gu Jingchen's eyes were dim, and then his beautiful eyes opened as if he wanted to understand something.

Then he quickly pressed down the discovery in his heart.

Whatever it is, it will be nothing.

Gu Jingchen and she are just friends, very good friends, and there will be no other friends.

"As for the right person for me, isn't he right next to me? Mr. Fu Ji Nanchu raised his head, bent his eyes and looked at him with a smile. It seemed to others that he was full of affection.

Fu Shimo was stunned by Ji Nanchu's words. For a moment, he looked at her like he was fascinated. He forgot to say anything more. Gu Jingchen was so weak that he staggered out of the ancestral hall and disappeared in the storm.

After walking for a long time, Gu Jingchen fell down in the heavy rain. He was lying on the ground, letting the rough rain wash on his face and wash away the corner of his eyes. He didn't know whether it was rain or tears.

While lying down, he laughed, but the laughter disappeared in a flash in the crash of the rain.

Jing Chen is very good and will be a suitable husband who loves his wife very much.

Shiyu will be very happy in the future.

As for the right person for me, isn't he right next to me? Mr. Fu.

Ji Nanchu's three words have been echoing in Gu Jingchen's ears, clear and clear, like a knife engraved in his mind again and again, how can not forget.

What does Fu Shiyu's happiness have to do with him.

He never cared about Fu Shiyu's happiness, he only cared about Ji Nanchu's happiness.

But she said that the right person for her is Fu Shimo, Fu Shimo, Fu Shimo!

Why is Fu Shimo? How can she be Fu Shimo? Three years is not enough for her to recognize Fu Shimo of Chu?

How long does it take for her to understand?

Thinking of this, Gu Jingchen roared at the storm and hit the ground heavily with his fists.

Violent storm cloud, flushed the flame inside his heart, a pair of gentle face, gradually become empty, cold.

Temple in the storm.

Although Fu Shimo didn't pay attention for a moment, Ji Nanchu knew it. He even knew that Gu Jingchen rushed into the rain without taking his umbrella.

The heart is like being pricked by dense needles, giving birth to thin stings.

But she can't do anything.

If Gu Jingchen really has any thoughts, or this evening, she will do it right.

No matter what her relationship with Fu Shimo is, she and Gu Jingchen are just friends. Gu Jingchen is Fu Shiyu's boyfriend.

"What? Is it painful? Would you like to send an umbrella to your Jingchen? " Seeing Ji Nanchu staring at the umbrella at the door, Fu Shimo's expression gradually condenses into ice, sending out bursts of cold.

As soon as Gu Jingchen left, he showed this kind of heartache. Who was Ji Nanchu doing this for?

Buckle a green hat on his head in front of him, it's really powerful!

Just pretending to be happy, it's a waste for this woman not to act.

Ji Nanchu didn't even look at Fu Shimo, turned a deaf ear to his words, turned around, dragged his feet, knelt on the futon again, spread out a piece of paper, and began to prepare to copy the last family rules.

But before he got the pen, the table in front of him was kicked over by Fu Shimo, and everything, together with the ink, fell to the ground.

Ji Nanchu looked at the confusion in front of her and rushed to rescue several books she had written.