After rebirth, she shocked the world with her favorite husband

Fu Rongyuan was very impatient:

"Don't get out of the way, I've finished what I want to tell you, you can go."

"If you let me come, I will come. If you let me go, will I go? No, you have to have breakfast with me."

Fu Rongyuan was worried about his wife in his heart, facing Bai Lanxin's entanglement, he couldn't help but increase his tone:

"Miss Bai, please respect yourself."

Who knows, the warning is useless, but counterproductive.

Instead of getting out of the way, Bai Lanxin hugged his waist and shouted loudly:

"Brother Rong Yuan, don't go to that woman, okay? You know that I love you the most. As long as you say a word, I will do anything."

Fu Rongyuan was upset and irritable, so he opened her fingers and pushed her away, but unexpectedly, Bai Lanxin's high heel sprained her foot, hit her head on the chair, and passed out on the spot.

Fu Rongyuan looked into Luo Wanxing's eyes, her eyes were clear and cold, he didn't know if she was angry now:

"I can explain."

Luo Wanxing also looked at him, her throat was a little dry, and her voice was dry and hoarse:

"You talk, I listen."

Fu Rongyuan was about to speak when Bai Huixian interjected behind him:
"Rong Yuan, although I know that you and Lan Xin are innocent, but the fact that you came out of your office with her in your arms has spread throughout the company. Lan Xin is an innocent girl, I miss you She should be given an explanation."

There was pain in Luo Wanxing's eyes, as if he didn't need to listen to any explanation, judging by his reaction, what the lady said should be true.

Fu Rongyuan's big hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist:
"What era is it now, and the lady still wants to engage in the feudal thinking that men and women are incompatible?

At that time, Miss Bai fainted, and it was a matter of life and death for me to bring her to the hospital. What do I need to explain?Could it be that letting her die in the office was the wise way to protect herself? "

"I know you are in a hurry, but does anyone else know? Now the whole company is spreading rumors that you and Lan Xin are in the office... How do you let her be a daughter in the future? How to get married?"

Fu Rongyuan was forced by his stepmother, and there was cruelty in his eyes:

"That's none of my business."

Bai Huixian walked over in shock:
"Rong Yuan, is it because of Luo Wanxing that you are so resistant? Is it because of her?
And you know what I just saw? "

Bai Lanxin pointed to Luo Wanxing's nose and said loudly:
"She was just now with this man next to her. This man took good care of her and cared for her. Holding hands, they are a couple in love."

Luo Wanxing felt pain in her eardrums, and she also clenched her fists:
"Ma'am, Young Master Jing just saw that I hurt my knee, so he kindly gave me a hand."

"Yes, you wrestled. Why didn't you inform Rong Yuan to inform your husband when you wrestled? Why did you wear other men's suits when you wrestled? Why did you stay with other men when you wrestled?"

Facing the accusation, Luo Wanxing only felt powerless for a while.

Such a quarrel is meaningless, she doesn't care whether Bai Huixian believes in herself or not, she only cares about what he thinks.

She ignored Bai Huixian's excitement, and looked at the tall man in front of her seriously:
"I'm in pain and I want to go home."

Her tone was calm as if nothing had happened, but this calmness made Fu Rongyuan's heart ache.

He promised not to let her hurt anymore.

"I'll accompany you back."

Fu Rongyuan stepped forward, firmly hugging the girl in his arms, and his cold eyes bumped into Jing Yucheng who was blocking the door.

"Thank you, Young Master Jing, for sending my wife to the hospital."

He said thank you, but those dark eyes clearly wrote a warning not to approach her again.

The corner of Jing Yucheng's lips hooked evilly:
"It's easy to say, if Mr. Fu doesn't have time, I can take Wanwan home for me."

A cold light appeared in Fu Rongyuan's eyes, his thin lips parted slightly, and the words he spit out were extremely cold, implying gunpowder smoke:

"No need."

After bumping away from Jing Yucheng, Fu Rongyuan strode away with Luo Wanxing in his arms, ignoring Bai Lanxin and Bai Huixian's exasperated shouts behind him.

Luo Wanxing was very tired and in pain, leaning on his shoulder, she didn't want to say a word, didn't want to ask a word.

When he arrived at the parking lot, he opened the passenger's door. Luo Wanxing saw a piece of lipstick left on the passenger's seat.

This lipstick belongs to Bai Lanxin.

Luo Wanxing didn't know if Bai Lanxin stayed in the co-pilot on purpose, but what he knew was that Bai Lanxin sat in his co-pilot seat.

Fu Rongyuan also saw it, and slammed the co-pilot's door coldly:

"I was too anxious at the time and didn't think too much about it. I asked the driver to drive over."

Luo Wanxing closed his eyes tiredly and fell asleep.

"I'm not that hypocritical, just sit in the back seat."

She didn't want to torment herself, nor did she want to torment him.

Back home, Luo Wanxing was carried out of the car, and Aunt Gui greeted her from a distance:

"Sir, young mistress, the old man is here, and Mr. Bai."

Fu Rongyuan's brows frowned tightly, and Luo Wanxing couldn't help but want to reach out to smooth his brows.

The wound in her eyes made Fu Rongyuan's heart tighten, and the strength to hold her tightened even more.

In the living room, the old man was sitting in a wheelchair with a serious expression on his face. Boss Bai on one side also looked livid, very upset. On the sofa on the other side was a middle-aged man who Luo Wanxing had never seen before.

Seeing Fu Rongyuan coming in with Luo Wanxing in his arms, Fu Yuanpu's old-fashioned gaze became a little more cruel.

Fu Rongyuan didn't stop, the crutch in Fu Yuanpu's hand hit the ground hard:

"Stop for me."

"Xing'er is injured, I'll take her back to her room first, I'll talk about things when I get down."

Fu Rongyuan tightened his grip on the girl in his arms, still planning to ignore it, Fu Yuanpu was very angry:
"Do you still have my grandfather in your eyes? Are you going to be mad at me?"

Luo Wanxing couldn't bear to see him embarrassed, and said in a low voice:

"Stop it, what should come will always come."

You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime.

Fu Rongyuan clenched his jawline, stared deeply at the girl in his arms, and stopped in his tracks.

Luo Wanxing was put on the sofa. Fu Yuanpu waved his crutches, signaling the middle-aged man beside him to come forward. The middle-aged man took out a hand pillow and signaled:
"Miss Luo, can you stretch out your right hand?"

Luo Wanxing was very familiar with this posture, and wanted to feel her pulse.

She stretched out her right hand and leaned on the hand pillow.

Fu Yuanpu held his crutches while watching and said:

"You have been married for a year, and there is still no news. I want to see if there is something wrong with her health, and she can't help the Fu family. This doctor is a Chinese doctor I hired from Kyoto with a lot of money. Something went wrong."

Luo Wanxing's fingertips resting on the hand pillow trembled slightly.

She pursed her lips, quietly waiting for the middle-aged man to finish his pulse.

The middle-aged man looked up at Luo Wanxing, then lowered his eyes and waited for more than ten minutes. It took more than half an hour before he withdrew his hand.

Mr. Fu asked aloud:
"Doctor Cen, how are you?"