Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

Fu Yang's body trembled, he didn't expect that there would be a fruit knife hidden under Fu Qing'an's pillow.

His face was ugly: "Fu Qing'an, are you going to hurt me with this knife? Are you willing?"

As he spoke, the closer he got to Fu Qing'an, the faster the woman's body trembled, and her eyes trembled: "Fu Yang, don't come here! Don't come here! Don't think that I dare not hurt you!"

The man sneered, he leaned over and suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down, Fu Qing'an was trembling while clutching the fruit knife, and the knife was inserted into his chest.

Blood slowly overflowed, Fu Qing'an's face was shocked, his pupils shrank, and his lips trembled: "I, Fu Yang, I..."

Fu Yang looked at the flustered Fu Qing'an, smiled lightly, and then stretched out his hand to pull Fu Qing'an into his arms.

The woman's whole body was trembling, and her words were flustered: "Fu Yang, I'm afraid, don't, don't hug me."

The man laughed softly: "Hehe, you have the guts to hurt me with a knife, but you don't have the guts to hug me? Fu Qing'an, are you so cowardly?"

Fu Qing'an trembled, and quickly picked up the phone to call Aunt Fu: "Fu Yang is injured, let Wang Qian come here quickly."

Wang Qian came soon, and after helping Fu Yang clean up, she looked distressed: "Boss Fu, who hurt you?"

Fu Qing'an stood aside, her face pale: "I was hurt."

Wang Qian's complexion changed drastically, and she suddenly rushed over and yelled at Fu Qing'an: "Fu Qing'an, why do you do this? Does Mr. Fu owe you?"

"Get out!" Fu Yang lifted his lips coldly.

Wang Qian's body froze and froze instantly.

Fu Qing'an glanced at Fu Yang, took a deep breath: "Then you have a good rest, I'll go out first."

She was about to go out when Fu Yang lifted his lips coldly: "Wang Qian go out! Fu Qing'an, you stay!"

After he named her by name like this, Fu Qing'an froze and stopped walking.

Wang Qian's expression was unwilling, she nodded slightly at Fu Yang: "Then I'll come over later to help Mr. Fu with the medicine."

She picked up the medicine box and walked out.

Only Fu Qing'an and Fu Yang were left in the room. The woman looked at Fu Yang with a bit of uneasiness: "Fu Yang, I...I'm sorry."

She took a few steps back as she spoke.

Fu Yanyan looked at her retreating movement, his face darkened, then he got up and walked towards her step by step.

The man kept forcing Fu Qing'an against the wall, "Boom!"Fu Qing'an's back was pressed against the wall, and the man's fragrance and strong smell of medicine came to his nostrils.

"Fu Yang, what are you doing?" Fu Qing'an looked at Fu Yang in a panic.

The man put his arms around Fu Qing'an's waist with one hand, and her head with the other: "Qing'an, I miss you so much."

As soon as he lowered his head, he suddenly kissed Fu Qingan's lips violently.

The woman's complexion shook, her pupils shrank, and she desperately pushed Fu Yang away: "Fu Yang, don't do this! Don't do this!"

The man's hand slowly slid from Fu Qing'an's head to her neck. His hand was pressed against her neck, his face was cold, and his words were bloodthirsty and threatening: "Fu Qing'an, if you push me away again, I will turn around right away." Break your neck!"

Fu Qing'an was about to move when suddenly the man's hot breath sprayed her ears, and the words were hoarse and overbearing: "Fu Qing'an, I will do what I say. I want your heart. I don't want you to run away from me. But if you want to run away from me, I won't." Mind turning you into a corpse."

Fu Qing'an froze there, not daring to move.