Don't marry a wealthy family: My wife just wants to start a career

When Murong Xincheng heard the words, he lowered his hands weakly, "You know everything?"

Nonsense, what are you asking, of course he knows!
Murong Xincheng despised himself once in his heart, and suddenly felt even more powerless.That's right, so what if you know your destination, you're already in the car, can you still escape?

"What do you think?" Fu Shiqiu glanced at the people around him, he suddenly really hoped that Murong would be like before, rushing over with grievances, and tell all the things that were stuck in his mind.

So, "Why don't you tell me."

Hearing Fu Shiqiu's words, Murong sneered,

But the beautiful Danfeng's eyes were empty, and she didn't smile at all.

He raised his eyes, eyelashes drooping, and looked at Fu Shiqiu in a daze, "Why should I tell you? Telling you is useful?"

"Why is it useless? I told you that you can call me if you have anything to do." Fu Shiqiu clenched his fists. He has been waiting for his call. He really...

"Fu Shiqiu, don't forget."

"You were the one who gave up on me and Jiaojiao first. It was you who said that this was a deformed relationship. It was you who said that we shouldn't."

The corners of Murong Xincheng's mouth were grinning, and the corners of his eyes were red.

"So, I have something to do, why do I need to find ordinary friends?"

Him, they all forgot.

Even when Murong Xincheng came from the United States to visit Su An and Su Ran, he himself forgot how bad Fu Shiqiu said to him two years ago.

Now, it's all remembered.

"normal friend."

Fu Shiqiu murmured, although his face was still expressionless and indifferent, his heart throbbed with pain, but his anger had subsided a lot, and countless complicated emotions swept through his brain.

Just before he nearly lost control, another call came in.

"Hey, brother."

Brother Fu Shiqiu's phone number.

"Xiaoqiu, you don't take over the phone calls between your house and your mother, you can only get through with your brother's number, so you really don't want your mother?"

Fu Shiqiu frowned and wanted to cut off the phone, but the other party's crying became louder and more excited.

Mother Fu has heart disease.

Fu Shiqiu rubbed the center of his brows wearily, and sighed, "Mom, don't cry, I've been busy recently, so I'll go back to see you when I'm done."

"Really? You can't lie to me, woo woo woo." Mother Fu is used to acting like a baby with her son.

"Well, well, I'm busy, I'll call you later."

"Wait, Xiaoqiu, are you on a business trip to Anyang?" Fu's mother stopped crying, and asked cautiously while sobbing.

"Ok?"

"I want to tell you when you will come back to calculate the time, whether it is far away, whether you will be cold and hungry, my... my son, I am worried about traveling thousands of miles!"

Fu Shiqiu: "."

He was really upset when he heard Fu's mother crying, so he held back his temper, "Well, I'll be back in a few days, I'll hang up first."

He pressed the phone without hesitation, for fear that something would happen to Fu's mother.Fu Shiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately raised his head to look at Murong Xincheng beside him.

Murong Xincheng tilted his head to the side towards the door, resting his head on the back of the cushion, with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

The slender and thick eyelashes are like two windshield wipers, the fair skin has no impurities, and the thin lips are a little dry, which still looks a bit embarrassing.

He fell asleep very quietly, like a prince who came out of a fairy tale.

Fu Shiqiu seemed to disappear in an instant.

He couldn't help raising his hand, approaching Murong Xincheng's face little by little, and then paused in mid-air.

The fingers curled up, and they were withdrawn abruptly.

what is he doing !Why can't he do it.

There was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, under the gold-rimmed glasses, there was a dark tide surging, where Murong Xincheng couldn't see, Fu Shiqiu's sadness, heartache, and grievances were all exposed.

After turning up the temperature of the air conditioner by one degree and raising the blackout curtains, Fu Shiqiu carefully looked at Murong Xincheng's tightly closed eyes after completing these operations.

Fortunately, I didn't wake up.

Only then did he feel relieved, go to sleep, with him here.

After a while, Murong Xincheng's eyelids moved, he kept his body still, and opened his eyes slightly, the eyes were full of intense and inseparable sadness.