It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

Instead of staying on the financial channel, Xiang Elegy picked up the remote control, without any hesitation, and directly changed to a channel about left-behind children.

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Fu Chengxun came back around ten o'clock in the evening. At that time, Xiang Elegy had changed countless TV programs.

Because he didn't have a mobile phone and didn't want to sleep, Xiang Elegy could only sit on the sofa and watch TV.

There was a sound at the door, and Dirge looked away from the TV.

Fu Chengxun was talking on the phone with a stack of books in his hand.

"I told you before, as soon as possible."

"..."

"You don't need to know that."

The man spoke to the person on the other end of the phone in a calm voice, looked away from Elegy for a few seconds, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

Standing up, just as she was about to go upstairs, the man talking on the phone and walking towards the sofa suddenly looked at her: "Stop."

Xiang Elegy froze.

Looking at each other, she finally sat down on the sofa again.

At that end, Fu Chengxun continued to talk on the phone, talking about things that she couldn't figure out the subject.

Sitting silently on the sofa and waiting for a long time, finally, the man hung up the phone.

"I was discharged from the hospital today, what did Qi Ning say?"

A stern voice came, bowing his head to the elegy, his tone a little careless.

"I didn't say anything, that is to say, I have almost recovered and can be discharged from the hospital."

Fu Chengxun pursed his thin lips: "That's all?"

Xiang Elegy looked up with puzzlement in his eyes: "Then Mr. Fu thinks there should be something else?"

Fu Chengxun was silent and didn't say a word for a while.

Xiang Elegy didn't care, she withdrew her gaze and said in a calm tone, "I don't know why Mr. Fu asked me to stay?"

"It's okay, you can go upstairs."

Xiang Elegy frowned slightly, and she knew that Fu Chengxun's purpose was to torment her.

"Okay, Mr. Fu, please do your own thing, Elegy will go back to the bedroom first."

Fu Chengxun didn't speak, stood up to Elegy, and walked directly upstairs.

In the living room, Fu Chengxun looked at the book about mental illness in his hand, and was in a daze for a long time...

After being discharged from the hospital, Xiang Elegy lived a peaceful life. Fu Chengxun didn't let her go to work immediately, but let her cultivate her body in the villa.

Of course, Fu Chengxun has never been a kind person to her. Although he let her rest in the villa, he still wanted her without restraint every night, and every time he tortured her physically and mentally exhausted with the meaning of punishment.

On this day, after some cloud and rain, Xiang Elegy sat on the bed, and his eyes fell on the satiated Fu Chengxun.

After hesitating again and again, he still asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Mr. Fu, can I ask about my brother's current physical condition?"

Fu Chengxun, who was lying on the bed, narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and his well-defined face was hard to distinguish between joy and anger, and his face flickered from dark to bright.

"You want to know?"

Lowering his head to the elegy, his tone was humble: "Yes."

"Then you beg me?"

"Elegy please Mr. Fu."

Almost as soon as Fu Chengxun finished his sentence, Xiang Elegy spoke in a low voice, with a low and sincere tone.

Fu Chengxun paused while reading, and his deep and dark eyes fell on Xiang Elegy.

Obviously he asked her to beg him, but why, when he heard her words without hesitation, his heart was not satisfied, but an inexplicable emotion.

That inexplicable emotion kept haunting him, as if telling him, no, Xiang Elegy shouldn't be like this.