After the wrong marriage, she became the wife of the first chaebol

The inside and outside of the greenhouse are full of flowers, plants and wood. Once it is ignited, even a fire extinguisher and water can't save it.

The fire is still spreading, and everyone knows that the fire must not be saved.

Just when everyone was desperate, a figure staggered out from behind the greenhouse.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Water... water..."

Shen Anan rushed out with a hoarse voice.

Seeing this, everyone thought they had seen a ghost, and froze in place.

Song Mingru came back to his senses, and stepped forward to support Shen An'an: "Wanwan, are you alright?"

Shen Anan shook her head.

Song Mingru asked anxiously, "What about Jinshen? He went in to look for you, where is he?"

"..."

Shen An'an was startled, and turned to look at the burning greenhouse.

Is Fu Jinshen crazy?

Dare to go in even if it's not convenient for you?

She suddenly felt that Fu Jinshen didn't seem so cold-blooded.

Song Mingru's face turned pale, and he panicked: "He's not with you? Then what should he do?"

She didn't dare to continue, and turned around to pull the butler.

"Find someone to go in! Quick!"

"Madam, calm down, we will rush in immediately." The butler promised.

Fu Jinshen went in for only 2 minutes, maybe he could save him.

At this time, Mrs. Fu stood up and blocked the footsteps of the housekeeper and the others, and looked at Song Mingru reproachfully.

"Song Mingru! Are you crazy? With such a big fire, Jin Shen must be dead if his legs and feet are inconvenient! You still want someone to die?"

"Song Mingru, the person who killed your son was Shen Wanwan. Why do you let others be buried with you?"

Mrs. Fu paranoidly prevented everyone from saving people, in fact, she wanted to delay time.

When the greenhouse is burned to nothing, even if Fu Jinshen is not burned to death, he will be choked to death, but what does it have to do with her?

It was Fu Jinshen, the cripple who ran into the fire beyond his control.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Shen An'an!

Thinking about it, Mrs. Fu looked at Shen An'an coldly, as if laughing at her helplessness.

Shen An'an saw through Madam Fu's thoughts at a glance, but she couldn't control that much, grabbed the watering hose and drenched herself from head to toe.

"Old lady, I don't need you to save me, I will save myself."

After finishing speaking, Shen An'an rushed into the burning greenhouse.

Seeing hope, Song Mingru didn't bother to pay attention to Mrs. Fu's cold blood, and ordered: "Aim the water at the outlet."

The butler nodded, and everyone tried their best to control the fire.

Shen An'an rushed into the greenhouse, the smoke made her already uncomfortable throat even more uncomfortable.

She shouted hoarsely: "Fu Jinshen! Fu Jinshen!"

She bent down and saw Fu Jinshen in front of him moving flower stands in the thick smoke.

She heard him say: "I heard your voice, you shut up! Stop talking, stop smoking, I will save you out."

"..."

Shen An'an took advantage of the situation and found her small bloody shovel pressed under the flower stand.

Fu Jinshen must have thought she was under pressure.

Shen An'an stared at his vigorous back, inexplicably feeling a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Fu Jinshen was not stupid. He used the flower soil to isolate himself from the fire, and with the fire extinguisher in his hand, he was unscathed.

Shen An'an hurried up and grabbed his wheelchair.

"I am here!"

"you……"

Fu Jinshen looked at her, frowning with complicated eyes, hesitant to speak.

Shen An'an didn't care too much, and pushed him to run outside, but the flower stand in the greenhouse was so burned that it lost its center of gravity, and suddenly the whole row fell down towards her and Fu Jinshen.

She stretched out her hand to block it, but Fu Jinshen was even faster than her, and stuck the collapsed flower stand with the fire extinguisher bottle in his hand.

But his wheelchair was also stuck.

He coughed a few times, and said patiently: "Hurry up! This place is about to collapse."

Shen An'an was so choked that she opened her mouth to vomit, covered her mouth and nose and said, "Let's go together! I don't want to be a widow!"

After finishing speaking, she gritted her teeth, endured the pain in her palm, and pushed Fu Jinshen out of the crumbling greenhouse with extremely fast force.

When the cool water splashed on them, Shen An'an sat on the ground relieved.

And the roof of the greenhouse behind him collapsed with a bang.

The housekeeper poured water on the two of them to cool them down with a hose, and then sent someone to bring a blanket.

Song Mingru clasped his hands together and muttered: "God bless! God bless!"

"Wanwan, Jin Shen, are you injured?"

Fu Jin shook his head deeply.

Shen An'an's palm was in pain, and when he opened it, several layers of skin were torn.

Fu Jin was deeply displeased: "Can't you say it hurts?"

Shen An'an pursed her lips, and pointed to her sore throat: "Say...no...come...come..."

Fu Jinshen's face turned cold, and he ordered: "Go and find Wen Yan."

The housekeeper nodded again and again: "Yes, I'll call Master Wen right away."

Master Wen?

heard?

Who is it?

Shen An'an was confused, but she was really uncomfortable, and it seemed that she couldn't open her eyes until now.

When she raised her hand to rub it, a dusty hand raised her chin, and then wiped her eyes with a wet handkerchief.

"Be patient."

It's Fu Jinshen.

"Husband, let me explain." Shen An'an said, "I really didn't hurt you, give me a chance, and I will be able to prove..."

"Shut up, it sounds awful."

"Oh, husband."

Shen An'an moved her lips: stinky man!Burn you down!

"Who said you don't want to be a widow? Now you're cursing me to death in your heart?" Fu Jin glanced at her deeply.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen An'an's face was covered with ashes, but she still couldn't hide the fact that she was blushing.

Just as Shen An'an was thinking about how to explain the drug administration, a figure hugged her and almost strangled her to death.

Jiang Wei.

"Wanwan! Why are you so overwhelmed? Even if you're wrong, you can't commit suicide!"

"..."

Who told you I committed suicide?

Shen An'an pushed Jiang Wei, but she really didn't have much strength now, so she could only let Jiang Wei hold her.

When Mrs. Fu saw that Shen An'an and Fu Jinshen were safe, her face turned livid with anger.

But after thinking about it, Shen An'an poisoned Fu Jinshen after all, and he could not escape this crime.

She walked up to Shen An'an, and said majesticly: "Poison Jin Shen, and you still want to commit suicide? Shen Wanwan, you really have a good idea."

Jiang Wei didn't give Shen Anan a chance to speak, and stood in front of Shen Anan crying and begging for mercy.

"Old lady, Wanwan has already died once, please let her go, she knows she was wrong."

"Wrong?" Mrs. Fu did not intend to let go of the opportunity to humiliate Fu Jinshen, even if she just used Shen An'an to humiliate her, she smiled softly, "Then kneel down in front of everyone and make a good apology."

Shen An'an gritted her teeth, propped her body up to argue, but Jiang Wei pressed her shoulders to the ground.

She turned her head to stare at Jiang Wei, and said hoarsely: "Are you annoying? Are you enough?"

Jiang Wei was startled, tears streaming down her face: "Wanwan, what's wrong with you? I just want to help you."

Shen An'an pushed her away: "Thank you, I can do it myself."

Jiang Wei covered her lips and cried bitterly: "Wanwan, how could you treat me like this?"

Shen An'an: "..."

Can you beat her?

Can you!

She held back with fists.

Although she knew that Jiang Wei was hiding something, others didn't.

Many servants of the Fu family saw Jiang Weijiao crying weakly, and there was even a trace of blame for Shen An'an in their eyes.

Mrs. Fu took the opportunity to reprimand: "Shen Wanwan, it's rare that someone still protects you. You are so ignorant, so what's the use of my Fu family keeping you?"

"To poison the eldest young master of the Fu family, tomorrow I will tell all the reporters in the city that I will ruin you and the Shen family!"

"Remember, it was you who made Jin Shen's condition worse and he couldn't control himself!"

Mrs. Fu finished talking about Shen An'an's crimes in eloquence, with the power to control the overall situation.

Shen An'an said dumbly: "Does the old lady want to ruin the reputation of me and the Shen family, or do you want everyone in the city to know that Young Master Fu is seriously ill and unable to control the Fu family?"

Mrs. Fu was guessed at the center of the matter, she glared at Shen An'an and let out a cold snort.

"Shen Wanwan, you caused this situation, who is to blame?"

"Really?" Fu Jin lowered his eyes and slowly wiped the dust between his fingers with the handkerchief that was used to wipe Shen An'an's eyes, and said coldly, "I think someone who steals chickens can't lose money."

"You, what do you mean?"

Mrs. Fu knew that the more refined Fu Jinshen was, the more dangerous he was.