Genius cute baby domineering mother

We were only eight or nine years old at that time, and I didn't expect him to talk about it now. "

"When will you get rid of your promise and forget it?"

Fu Qingchen sighed lightly.

Su Yiyan blushed: "What, I just said that once."

"uh-huh!"

Fu Qingchen was noncommittal: "Just once? You woman once promised to never leave, but in the end you forgot all about it."

Su Yiyan refused to accept it: "What, don't fool me, really, I've lived for 20 years, and I'm pretty sure I haven't lost my memory, at most it's just that the baby's mother looks like me.

Don't go too far, really think of me as the baby's real mother. "

This issue has been entangled for a long time, and Su Yiyan still does not believe that she is Mengbao's real mother.

Fu Qingchen looked at her fixedly, and asked after a few seconds: "How do you believe it? Why don't you take a paternity test?"

Su Yiyan muttered: "Ghosts believe you, it's not difficult at all to cheat with your wealth."

Fu Qingchen smiled: "Before you didn't have a backer, don't you still have Leng's family now? You can ask Mr. Leng to do this appraisal.

I can't bribe Leng's family and let them cheat and falsely accuse you of being Congcong's real mother. "

This can have.

Judging by their incompatible appearance just now, the possibility of cheating should be zero.

wrong!

How could she be Cong Cong's real mother?
"Okay, even if I am Congcong's own mother, then I am only 20 years old now.

Could it be that I gave birth to Congcong when I was 17, and what about you, we fell in love when we were teenagers? "

The more Su Yiyan spoke, the more confident she became.

That's what she thought before, but she never had a chance to say it.

Fu Qingchen didn't speak, just stared at her.

Su Yi smoked his chest, and asked loudly: "How is it? You have nothing to say? So don't try to fool me and say something about your own mother, I don't believe it."

"One day, you will believe it."

Fu Qingchen didn't explain, but just held Su Yiyan's tender little hand tightly.

The car drove all the way and stopped halfway back to the villa.

The housekeeper called: "Miss Cheng took someone to the villa."

Fu Qingchen's expression froze: "What is she doing here?"

"do not know."

The housekeeper was also at a loss.

Fu Qingchen glanced at Su Yiyan, and thought for a while: "You send a car to pick up Miss Su to the hotel."

"what happened?"

Su Yiyan couldn't understand what the butler said, but suddenly said that she was going to take her to the hotel.

Fu Qingchen didn't explain, just said: "I'll find you later."

Another car was sent to pick up Su Yiyan, and he returned to the HNA Hotel where he had just left, where he booked the presidential suite.

Fu Qingchen returned to the villa, and just as he walked in, he heard Cheng Yaru's harsh scolding voice: "You bastards, you can't even serve tea and water well."

"What are you here for?"

Fu Qingchen's eyes fell on the woman, and black miasma condensed in his eyes.

Cheng Yaru stood up with a smile on her face: "Of course I came to see you, Young Master Fu, why did you leave the hospital so soon?"

"Healed and discharged naturally."

Fu Qingchen sat down, and put his long legs that had nowhere to rest on the coffee table casually: "Go away if you have nothing to do, don't get in the way in front of my eyes."

So cold, so cool.

It's not at all like the way he lowered his eyebrows in front of her before.

This kind of Fu Qingchen is very slow.

Cheng Yaru looked at him, and suddenly felt that this man seemed more handsome, especially the aura of an incumbent who could crush people.

"Father asked me to ask you what you want to do with our marriage."

Cheng Yaru tried to regain some ground.

In the end, Fu Qingchen said: "The wedding is cancelled, I will not marry you."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Cheng Yaru's complexion changed suddenly, and her voice became sharp: "Are you courting death?"

"Ah!"

There was only indifference in Fu Qingchen's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was mocking: "You are too overestimating yourself, anyway, our relationship is over."

"you!"

Cheng Yaru was so angry that she really wanted to smash the table, she suddenly smiled strangely: "Do you believe that I will call the old man right now?"

The corners of Fu Qingchen's lips turned up even more: "Very good, you can hit me."

While talking, Fu Qingchen clapped his hands, the TV screen that was turned off suddenly lit up, and the ambiguous panting of men and women came from the speaker...

"Hurry up... hurry up..."

"Miss Yaru, take it easy, oh, take it easy..."

The whipping sound and the man's crying sound intertwined, polluting the ears.

"you!"

Cheng Yaru stood up abruptly, glared at Fu Qingchen, unable to say a word.

She is fond of playing.

But it was a bit embarrassing to be released like this.

Fu Qingchen smiled coldly: "If I post this on the Internet, what will happen to the old man of the Cheng family?"

"you dare!"

Cheng Yaru didn't believe it.

Fu Qingchen has always been a wimpy person. He is afraid of wolves and tigers, and he can pee his pants just by threatening him.

Cheng Yaru directly threatened him: "Believe it or not, I'll let someone strip you naked, cut your flesh, and then sprinkle salt and pepper water on it?"

She's done a lot of it.

In the Beijing circle, Cheng Yaru has the title of female devil, and she doesn't even bat an eye when she abuses people, so everyone is very afraid of her.

Fu Qingchen nodded: "Yes!"

Cheng Yaru sneered: "I believe you should delete these quickly, I warn you, if any little bit gets out, I will torture you to death.

"uh-huh!"

Fu Qingchen gave a sinister smile and gestured to the housekeeper.

The butler understood it, and tapped on the TV with the remote control, and a selection box for whether to upload or not appeared, and the butler chose to confirm.

Cheng Yaru was about to die of anger: "You stop, you stop immediately."

It was time to rush to grab the remote control in the housekeeper's hand, but the housekeeper was faster and dodged, so she couldn't grab it.

"What the hell do you want?"

Cheng Yaru yelled at Fu Qingchen, pointing at the screen and yelling: "Hurry up and cancel it, if it really spreads, you Fu family will be ashamed."

"Announce the engagement."

Fu Qingchen only had four words.

Cheng Yaru immediately understood his intentions, gritted her teeth and sneered: "You fucking think that my mother won't dare to do anything to you, right?"

She yelled at the thug at the door: "Come here, strip me of this trash, cut up the meat, sprinkle chili oil on it, and see if he dares to kill me."

The five thugs at the door looked at each other and charged over with electric batons in hand.

Fu Qingchen sat on the sofa, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and the next second, he lay down on the ground.

A chopstick was stabbed in their throats at some point, and blood was gushing out from the gap of the chopsticks, and more and more blood was pouring out.

Cheng Yaru's face was pale, and she looked at Fu Qingchen in disbelief: "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

Fu Qingchen stood up slowly and walked towards her with a bloodthirsty smile: "Miss Yaru, did you forget that I am already dead?"

It's a ghost!

A ferocious thought flashed through Yaru's mind, scaring her face like a blank sheet of paper.

"Ding!"

The TV beeps, indicating that the upload is successful.

Fu Qingchen smiled lightly: "It looks like Miss Cheng is busy."

quickly!

The phone rang suddenly, and it was a call from Cheng Yaru's assistant: "Miss, there is an indecent video about you on the Internet."

"Contact the relevant department to delete."

Cheng Yaru turned around in a hurry, and Fu Qingchen's voice sounded: "If you don't cancel the engagement, your entire Cheng family will have to be buried with me."

The menacing Cheng Yaru ran away until the car was far away from the villa, her body was still cold and shivering.

However, the mobile phone rang again, and the assistant called: "Miss, the source video was deleted, but some of it was spread to the Internet, and everyone is still spreading it, what should I do?"

"You ask me who am I asking?"

Cheng Yaru roared and slammed the phone on the car window with a bang.

The phone fell to the ground, the screen was still on, and the assistant's voice was urgent: "The source video that was deleted just now has been restored, and it seems that it cannot be deleted."

It must be Fu Qingchen's fault.

Cheng Yaru gritted her teeth, thinking that this would break her down?
dream!

Cheng Yaru picked up the phone, hung up the assistant's call, and dialed again.

villa.

The housekeeper looked solemn: "Young Master Fu, our foundation is not strong enough to compete with Cheng and the Fu family. Will doing so scare the snake away?"

Fu Qingchen shook his head: "We can only have time if there is a gap between the two of them."

The video spread with lightning speed, and there was more than one man, Cheng Yaru's favorite thing to play was sex.

And because she likes to abuse men, a video of Cheng Yaru setting fire to the penis of a strong man began to circulate on the Internet. The title is very explosive: the pain of sexual intercourse.

There is also a title, which reads: Do you think rich women earn money easily?

Do not!
She is not human at all.

With the picture, Cheng Yaru abuses men.
There are whips, dripping wax, in short, how to abuse.

The crowd is furious!You are a woman, why do you abuse men like this?

Where is the patriarchy?

what?
As far as you women have feminist rights, men can't have patriarchal rights?
For a while, Cheng Yaru and the Cheng family were on the hot search list, and at the same time, the list was also how much money she made in one night.

Su Yiyan was in the hotel, and two men in black guarded the door, not letting her go anywhere.

I was bored and could only browse the webpage, and what caught my eye was: how much the prostitute Cheng Yaru was looking for was worth for one night.

Before Su Yiyan's brain could react, he had already clicked into the webpage.

The pictures that came into view, although they were all mosaiced, were still quite eye-catching.

Su Yiyan was stunned.

My first thought was that Young Master Fu must have been tortured like this too, right?

Although the thought just passed by in a flash, Su Yiyan already felt bad, especially for the former Young Master Fu.

It's not just Su Yiyan who thinks this way, everyone is researching whether Young Master Fu has ever been abused by Cheng Yaru like this.

It's terrible. This woman doesn't treat ** as a human being at all.

Su Yiyan praised silently, and said anonymously: "Not only is she terrible, but everyone around her is terrible, they are evil ghosts from hell."

Think of Scarface, and those thugs who can beat even a three-year-old.

Su Yiyan's scalp was numb. Those people could no longer be called human beings, but devils.

Similarly, the HNA Hotel, the Presidential Suite, and Cheng Yaru smashed everything they could.

Bounced and roared angrily: "It's all that bastard Fu Qingchen, how could he release so many things."

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a knock on the door, and the assistant notified: "Miss, Young Master Wang is here."

"Let him in."

Cheng Yaru straightened her hair and walked into the bedroom barefoot.

The assistant opens the door.

Wang Shao, who entered the door, pinched the assistant's little face, and laughed: "Xiaolangzi, why didn't you come last night?"

The assistant blushed: "Didn't they send you a message, it's inconvenient to say so."

"Tsk tsk, it's inconvenient to go down, but there's also up."

Wang Shao leaned over and took a deep breath from the assistant's mouth: "I'll be waiting for you tonight."

"Hate!"

The assistant patted Wang Shao's chest lightly, and said coquettishly, "Miss is waiting for you in the room."

Turn around while talking.

Seeing Cheng Yaru standing there, staring at her viciously.

"Little Miss."

The assistant's face suddenly turned pale, and his feet went limp and he knelt down on the ground: "Miss, I, I didn't mean it."

"The man who seduced me?"

"Ah!"

"Isn't it intentional? Is that special?"

Cheng Yaru walked over slowly, and leaned against Wang Shao's arms, laughing so loudly: "Wang Shao, is this little girl useful?"

Wang Shao reached into her clothes: "Of course not as good as you."

"it is good!"

Cheng Yaru smiled coquettishly: "Since they are not as good as me, there is no use keeping them."