Fall in love at first sight

After three years, Fu Ansheng's heart still hurts.

will still be in...

Yu Tingchen then sneered a few times: "Plan to plot against that man just like plotting against me?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Her reddish eyes quickly flashed a dark sorrow

Yu Tingchen suppressed the smile on his face, stepped on the shiny leather shoes and approached her, pinched her chin with his knuckles, and a cold air poured into his deep eyes: "Fu Ansheng, I really underestimated you. I don't see you becoming so mean."

The word cheap is like a sharp knife edge.

Every word punishes the heart, and the heart is cut like a knife.

Fu Ansheng pulled out a self-deprecating smile: "People always change, don't you too?"

"In that case."

Yu Tingchen casually threw the bank card at her feet.

He looked at her with contempt in his eyes, and his deep voice was bitingly cool: "Fu Ansheng, this is your bed fee for that night."

The cards on the tiles looked particularly glaring at the moment, making her unable to argue.

Yu Tingchen cast a cold glance at her and turned to leave.

Fu Ansheng returned home distraught, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Fu Yuanheng's eyes full of anxiety, constantly flipping through the phone book to ask for help, but the result was obviously not so ideal.

She glanced at the purse in her hand and hesitated for a while.

"Dad, you can take this to pay off the debt first."

Fu Yuanheng glanced at the card in her hand suspiciously, and quickly asked: "Where did you get your money from?" After thinking about it, he looked at her with eyes focused: "Could it be Yu Tingchen?"

There was a dark sorrow in the corner of her eyes: "You take it first."

Before he could say anything else, he turned around and went upstairs.

Fu Ansheng was lying on his side on the bed, and the scenes of these days appeared in front of his eyes. The pain was so painful that he hadn't recovered yet, when the phone rang suddenly.

She glanced at the unfamiliar number, hesitated for a while: "Hello, hello."

"It's me, come out and meet."

Fu Ansheng was silent for a few seconds: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, her mood became inexplicably complicated, and then the crisp ringtone of a text message interrupted her thoughts.

As night approached, the autumn wind was also mixed with a little chill, and the pedestrians on the street unconsciously quickened a few steps.

Fu Ansheng came to the String Cafe as agreed, and saw the familiar figure in front of the glass window as soon as he entered.

"Auntie, hello."

Shu Ya?

Looking at Fu Ansheng's face, she couldn't help but see the figure of the old friend in her mind. For some reason, she could always see the figure of the old friend in Fu Ansheng.

After three years of not seeing each other, she looks more and more like her, especially her pair of agile eyes.

Seeing her silence for a long time, Fu Ansheng called softly: "Auntie..."

"sit down."

Only then did she come to her senses.

The rich and dignified woman had a smile on her face, and she carried a noble and elegant temperament in her gestures. She looked at Fu Ansheng: "I haven't seen you for three years, how are you doing?"

"Fortunately, I'm sorry to trouble you, Auntie."

From the beginning to the end, Fu Ansheng looked at her with respect and guilt.

"What are your plans when you come back?"

"I... I haven't done it yet, I just want to settle the company's affairs as soon as possible."

The woman asked: "Have you found a solution?"

Fu Ansheng pursed the corner of his mouth bitterly: "No."

Now that the company is heavily in debt and has borrowed usurious loans, no relatives and friends around are willing to borrow money, let alone the bank, and she can't guarantee how long it will be able to support it.

Regarding Fu Ansheng's situation, the woman seemed to have expected it.

"I can help you."

Hearing this, Fu Ansheng looked at her in surprise, but at the same time he was a little puzzled: "Auntie..."

The woman could see what she wanted to ask at a glance, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes: "Because I think you still love Ting Chen, and I want to help my son."

"Aunt……"

Fu Ansheng's heart was splashed with layers of waves, and his guilt gradually deepened.

Since she left three years ago, she has never dared to imagine that she and Yu Tingchen have a future, including designing him to have sex this time, just to save the company, otherwise she would never want to appear in his sight again in this life.

Yu's mother took the initiative to hold her hand, persuading: "Good boy, since we love each other, why not try harder."

"Auntie, I..."

"Not only that, I will ask Ting Chen to come forward to solve your company's problems."

Fu Ansheng's frozen heart began to struggle gradually to break out of the cocoon, but after three years, she flinched again.

He hates her so much at the moment.

Every word of his sarcastic words can still clearly echo in her ears.

Mother Yu saw that she was still hesitant, and continued to persuade: "My good boy, this is not helping yourself, it is also for Fu's company, think about it, this is your father's hard work all his life, if it really disappears like this, in the future What do you guys do for a living? Marrying Ting Chen is the best choice."

Every word she said was stuck at Fu Ansheng's vital point.

Let her start to shake completely.

Fu Ansheng thought for a while, and was a little worried: "Auntie, I'm afraid that Tingchen will disagree. He hates me very much now."

Mother Yu pointed her finger at her own heart, and said earnestly: "Sheng Sheng, you can't look at the surface, you have to look at the heart."

Fu Ansheng looked at her ignorantly.

Look at the heart?

Seeing her expression, Mother Yu patted her hand with a happy smile and said, "As long as you still have feelings for him, then tell him with real actions and let him understand."