My wife has always been timid

Mo Shaoqian raised his dark eyes and stared deeply at Fu Xiuyuan, knowing that it was useless to discuss such matters with Su Qingcheng, he targeted Fu Xiuyuan, wrote all his emotions in his eyes, and brazenly sought forgiveness from his former brothers.

This behavior is mangy.

Su Qingcheng was not used to his stinking problems, so he said bluntly: "You promise? You, a person who can't even handle his own daughter, how can you handle a crazy woman?"

"Mo Shaoqian, don't blame me for looking down on you, you are not Xu Ruoya's opponent."

Mo Shaoqian heard her subtext, frowned and retorted: "I made a mistake in my judgment when she pretended to be crazy before, this time I won't be soft-hearted."

"Are you worthy of our trust?" Su Qingcheng didn't listen to his nonsense, put on a stern face, and issued an ultimatum: "I advise you to stop thinking about it as soon as possible, Fu Xiuyuan hinders your brotherhood for many years and I'm sorry to refuse you, I don't care , I will put my words here today, as long as I don't die, Xu Ruoya will never want to get out of Fu's Dungeon, you also know my character, as long as I say it, I will definitely do it."

Mo Shaoqian also seemed to see her determination: "Are you sure you really want to do something like this?"

"I, Su Qingcheng, have always been people who don't offend me, and I don't offend others. This time Xu Ruoya stripped my back, don't blame me for taking her life." Su Qingcheng's eyes were rather cold, and he gritted his teeth every word.

Knowing that she was serious, Mo Shaoqian took a deep breath with a livid face.

"Okay, you are ruthless."

He also seemed to know that tonight's battle had been lost, his breathing became heavier, and a wave of anger lingered all over his body. The most important thing was that Fu Xiuyuan remained silent and let Su Qingcheng decide. Didn't this also explain Fu Xiuyuan's attitude from the side?

After two seconds of silence, he got up and strode away.

Seeing this, the assistant who was following him hastily followed, not daring to make a sound, for fear of hitting the muzzle of the gun and becoming a punching bag.

When someone walked to the door, Su Qingcheng chuckled lightly, and raised her voice on purpose: "Some people are just confused, and don't know what they are obsessed with. You treat her as a treasure, and she treats you as a fart. Instead of having time to A woman who doesn't love you puts down her face and humbly begs for this or that, it's better to go home and study how to increase her relationship with her daughter, at least her daughter can still throw you a pot when you die!"

Mo Shaoqian's figure froze obviously.

In just a second, he pushed open the door heavily and left in a rage.

It wasn't until the figure of the man disappeared into the night, and the sound of a car's engine sounded from outside, and it slowly drove out of Fu's house, that Su Qingcheng's gaze was taken back from the outside without haste.

"Happy?"

Fu Xiuyuan leaned against the wall, his long legs were loosely folded, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Su Qingcheng shrugged her shoulders innocently: "What am I happy about? One thing more is worse than one thing less. I would rather he hadn't come tonight!"

"If you beat him up, it can be regarded as taking all the troubles of the past few days on him, right?"

Su Qingcheng: "..."

Look, all the little thoughts have been punctured.

In the past few days, she has indeed accumulated a lot of anger. One is because of worrying about Fu Xiuyuan's condition, and the other is because she learned that Mo Shaoqian wanted to rescue Xu Ruoya. The two major events are like a gas tank stuck in her chest. Mo Shaoqian lit it up.

"Okay, don't get angry, go upstairs and rest for a while." The man came over and wrapped her little hand, leading her upstairs.

Su Qingcheng followed obediently.

After a tiring day, their respective physical strength has been exhausted, and she really wants to go to bed and lie down for a while.

As for dinner, we'll talk about that later.

However, Su Qingcheng never expected that the man didn't just want to simply rest for a while, after all, she was young and underestimated some people's physical strength, so she lay down until noon the next day.

After Su Qingcheng went downstairs with his waist supported, the only quiet thing in the house was the servants making lunch.

The night's tossing made her throat very dry. She poured a glass of warm water and sat down on the sofa to drink it slowly. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a red bronzing invitation card on the coffee table.

what is this?
Su Qingcheng put down the water glass, picked up the invitation card and opened it. It was written in vigorous pen and ink: Presented to Mr. Fu Xiuyuan for his personal seal. It is scheduled to be held on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month in Shen's old house. You will be there!

Signed: Shen Nanshan.

Pfft - Su Qingcheng spit out a mouthful of water uncontrollably.