Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

Chapter 503 How to account, and how to calculate

It was only then that Fu Shubai realized that for a while, because he wanted to teach her a lesson and prevent her from bringing up divorce easily in the future, he didn't expect that he slipped his mouth.

He even wanted to laugh a little. It was absolutely impossible for such a low-level mistake to happen to him before.

But after meeting Meng Qingqing, any principle will be reduced to no bottom line.

He really, completely fell into the hands of this woman.

I can't extricate myself, and I can't bear to extricate myself at all.

How dare he laugh!Meng Qingqing was furious, and with the strength she didn't know where she came from, she grabbed Fu Shubai's chin, imitating the tone of a domineering president, and said viciously: "Fu Shubai, tell me the truth, are you pretending to be drunk?"

"Pretending to be drunk?" Uncle Fu said with an innocent face, "What am I pretending to be? Pretending to let you touch me? Meng Qingqing, have you forgotten the clothes I was spat on that day? Yes, don't care about it, you still dare to beat him up?"

Meng Qingqing was embarrassed.

Did she spit all over him?

I don't remember it at all. Looking back now, she really felt disgusted that day, and she thought it was because she didn't take a bath all night.

It turned out that she vomited it!

Fu Shubai turned his eyes coldly, and said, "You vomited all over me, how should we settle the debt?"

Meng Qingqing coughed, and turned away her dodgy eyes, "I don't remember anything, yes, I lost my memory! By the way, I still have scripts to finish, so let's go first, bye!"

Run away in a flash.

What Fu Shubai said is right, it is impossible for him to pretend to be drunk and then throw her down, right?

Obviously she took the initiative!
Meng Qingqing didn't think that Fu Shubai would have the slightest interest in her.

The more disappointed she becomes, the more she becomes desperate, and she no longer dares to have any extravagant hopes. This is what Meng Qingqing thinks now.

I don't dare to think about the possibility that Fu Shubai might like her anymore...

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In the kitchen, only Fu Shubai was left alone.

She stared at his running figure, feeling quite helpless.

This woman really doesn't have a brain at all. She is not such a pure person, but she always treats him very innocently in him.

Maybe it's just because you don't care.

It doesn't matter, so I don't care, I don't care what the truth of that night is, and I don't care if he is pretending to be drunk.

Don't care, he has been using some means to get her from the beginning to the end.

While Fu Shubai was amused, he felt depressed at the same time.

He really couldn't think about it, as long as he thought about Meng Qingqing, there would always be some bad thoughts in his mind.

He is aloof and cold, and no one pays attention to him. He originally thought that he was such a person, and he lived such a life of indifference, but...

Meng Qingqing...

Because of her, she was not like herself at all.

Uncle Fu's brows and eyes quickly calmed down, and the unbearable thought in his heart was suppressed.

So what if Meng Qingqing doesn't care, she's still hers!She is his wife, this point, even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu cannot change it.

What's more, a Lu Lisheng.

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Meng Qingqing ran upstairs, blushing badly, leaning against the door panel, it took a long time to calm down.

Fu Shubai is really a monster.

He teases her badly every time, is it the same way he teases others?
Meng Qingqing frowned instantly.

For the next few days, Meng Qingqing was grinding the script. It was not until the third day that the director of the play "Winter Solstice" came to Beicheng.

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