Fu's Manor.

Inside the living room.

"Xianghui,"

Mrs. Meng looked at Meng Xianghui, the anxiety on her face had already turned into despair.

"It's already midnight. It seems that Fu Tingchen has made up his mind not to give our Meng family this face. What should we do?"

Shen Guanghua and Zhang Rong couldn't help looking at Meng Xianghui.

They were sore all over, and they really didn't want to wait here any longer.

Meng Xianghui's hand hanging by his side clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Go back first."

"go back?"

Mrs. Meng was taken aback, and her bloodshot eyes widened.

"Don't you care about the metaphor?"

"How?"

Meng Xianghui's eyes were fixed tightly, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his lowered voice.

"Can we still break into Fu's house and take Xiao Yu away?"

Mrs. Meng's eyes turned even redder.

"But……"

"Come on,"

Meng Xianghui didn't have the patience to say anything more, and got up from the sofa first.

"Let's go to Jiang's house tomorrow, and ask Mr. Jiang to come forward and help."

His mother was Mr. Jiang's cousin.

He originally wanted to save this indifferent relationship for a critical time, but now he has no choice.

Everyone in the imperial capital knows that Mr. Jiang and Mr. Fu have a close friendship.

If he comes forward, the Fu family will definitely give some face.

Hearing this, Mrs. Meng could only nod her head.

The two of them walked out of Fu's Manor without looking at Shen Guanghua and his wife.

Shen Guanghua and Zhang Rong looked at each other and walked out with complicated expressions.

-

Late at night.

The whole world went quiet.

Seeing Fu Tingchen who was already asleep, Shi Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and a flash of success flashed in his eyes.

In the acupuncture, she added a few calming acupuncture points, just to let him rest better.

It seems that it is still very effective.

Shi Wan relaxed his movements, took out a sterilized cotton swab from the medicine box, and treated the wound on the man's hand.

Her movements are very gentle and delicate.

It seemed that there was a touch of distress, and it seemed that he was afraid of waking Fu Tingchen up.

Fu Tingchen pursed his thin lips hidden in the shadows, but he didn't open his eyes in the end.

After doing all this, Shiwan quietly returned to the sofa and fell asleep.

Grandpa Fu knew his grandson's temperament, so he asked Uncle Yang to prepare a room for her.

But she didn't want to go.

The familiar environment always makes her fall into the nightmare of her previous life. Only by Fu Tingchen's side can she feel at ease.

She didn't know when it was too late, the man she thought had already fallen asleep woke up again.

Sitting on the sofa and looking at her for a long time, he reached out and hugged her to the bed.

Just when he was about to leave like the night before, the woman's hands wrapped tightly around his waist, her red lips whispered.

"Fu Tingchen... don't go... don't go, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in the soft voice.

on purpose?

Are you inviting him?

Fu Tingchen's body paused, and his eyes darkened when he looked at Shi Wan.

After confirming that the woman was indeed in a deep sleep, the gloomy look in his eyes disappeared and turned into a complicated and helpless smile.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still lay down following the woman's strength.

Seemingly aware of the familiar breath, Shiwan groaned while sleeping soundly, and climbed up like an octopus.

She rubbed her delicate face against the man's heart, finding a comfortable position.

Fu Tingchen narrowed his eyes.

The woman's exquisite curves and sweet and clear breath caused the clarity in his eyes to collapse at an unprecedented speed.

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