Difficult ex-wife

He rested the back of her head in his big hand, trying to deepen the kiss.

Hiss~ The man took a deep breath, moved his lips, and blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

"Fu Nancen, we have nothing to do now, you are obscene!" Ye Fu only hated that the bite was not hard enough, she opened her throat, "Uncle Zhao, Grandpa Fu, help!"

When Uncle Zhao heard the servant notifying the young master that he had returned home, he was taken aback. Under the old man's instruction, he hurriedly called the servant to look for Ye Fu together.

It's just that before they reached the kitchen, they heard Ye Fu's cry for help.

"Master, let go!" Uncle Zhao and the others ran over.

Ye Fu also took the opportunity to run behind Uncle Zhao, and looked at the enraged man vigilantly. He looked like a lion about to go mad, with a frightening expression.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm going back first, the fish soup is in the kitchen." Ye Fu didn't dare to stay, turned around and ran away.

Fu Nancen didn't go after her, but just looked coldly at Ye Fu's fleeing figure. The kiss just now aroused all his desires. He wanted to get her back. This idea was intense and crazy.

"Hurry up and take the coat to Miss Ye." Uncle Zhao ordered the servant.

The servant did so.

Uncle Zhao looked at the young master's sinister gaze, and even he was terrified. He shouldn't have called Ye Fu to the old house today, because he was afraid something would happen.

"Master, Master invited Miss Ye over." Uncle Zhao explained.

Fu Nancen didn't answer, his eyes followed Ye Fu's figure until that slender figure disappeared from sight.

"Young master, why did you come back early, the master has been missing you very much, let's go back to the living room first."

Fu Nancen stuck out his tongue, licked away the blood from the corner of his mouth, slightly hooked his thin lips, ignored Uncle Zhao, turned around and walked quickly towards the living room...

*
on the road.

"Boss Fu, are we going on a business trip again?" Song Qiao asked bitterly while driving.

He just got home and he hasn't been with his wife for long. If he goes on a business trip again, his newlywed wife will really divorce him.

"Mr. Fu, can't you go to Miss Ye?" Looking at the direction to Haishi, he instinctively told him that he must have guessed right, and it is impossible to go to the Ji family couple, which is more difficult than a business trip.

"Drive well." Fu Nancen answered the wrong question. He frowned and looked at the lit phone screen.

It's Tang Fei's call.

He kept quiet when he returned to Yunshi, partly because he didn't want Tang Fei to know that although he divorced Ye Fu, he no longer wanted to reconnect with Tang Fei.

But he owed her to some extent, especially when it came to Xiao Ke's matter, so he had no choice but to maintain the current relationship for the time being.

Anyway, he is single now, even if he is really with Tang Fei, he will not be sorry to anyone!

But now he has to catch up on sleep, sleeping in the old house and new room last night, he was tossing and turning, having trouble falling asleep.

As soon as the call was cut off, a text message came in, which was from Tang Fei.

Seeing the content of the text message, his black pupils shrank suddenly.

"Song Qiao, stop quickly, there is a bomb in the car!"

The car braked suddenly, and Fu Nancen rushed forward. He held down the back of the chair in time to stabilize his body.

Song Qiaoneng's psychological quality as the special assistant to the president is good. He regained his composure, observed the road conditions, and drove the big black car to the side of the road and stopped.

The two quickly abandoned the car and fled.

It was just a short distance before the car exploded with a bang, and the flames shot up into the sky, deafening.

The huge shock wave directly blasted the two of them away...