lure her!Delicate and sweet wife is driven crazy by abstinent boss

Chu Li supported his big warm hand to the ground, and her indifferent eyes fell on Fu Huaiyuan. "No. You can't go back to the imperial capital."

From an angle that Fu Xushang couldn't see, the thing she was clutching tightly slipped onto the lawn and fell into the grass of the manor, emitting a cold and sharp light in the sun.

Fu Huaiyuan's pupils shrank.

He suddenly met her clear apricot eyes, and there was undisguised murderous intent and resentment in the eyes of the usually gentle girl.

She was afraid of him, but hated him even more!

From the very beginning, Chu Li had no intention of letting go of the murderer who was about to put Fu Xushang to death two years ago.

If something really happened to Fu Xushang today.

She will drag Fu Huaiyuan to hell with her.

Chu Li's firm determination to die made Fu Huaiyuan feel like a stick in his throat, as if his throat had been cut open by something, the dull pain was unbearable.

Fu Huaiyuan has never been so envious of Fu Xushang for a moment.

There is a girl who loves him so much.

Willing to die for him.

He stared at Chu Li with deep eyes, and let out a cold smile in his throat.

Chu Li seemed to have seen through his thoughts, her pink lips parted slightly:

"You have had it before. You have failed your aunt's love, and you thought she was going to run away. But what she called grandma said: Second brother is just sick, and she wants to stay and wait for you to get better."

These words were said by Zhu Qiong to her.

Chu Li could tell from his reaction when she mentioned Wen Huan in front of Fu Huaiyuan in the past two days.

Wen Huan loves Fu Huaiyuan very much, but Fu Huaiyuan is too obsessed and hurts her time and time again.

Although, she still doesn't know what caused the tragedy.

But one thing is certain, Wen Huan loved her husband deeply until his death.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have given up the chance to escape from Fu Huaiyuan when Mrs. Wen went to pick her up.

Chu Li pulled away from her contemplation, stared at him, her voice had a kind of sadness: "You made her die at home."

Fu Huaiyuan's breathing was completely frozen, and his expression fell into a troubled daze.

Chu Li turned around and stretched out her soft little hand towards Fu Xushang.

Fu Xushang's eyes fell on the red mark on her palm, and he frowned indistinctly. He raised his hand to pick up the petite person again, and quickly left the manor.

Outside the manor, Xu Fengli waited quietly on the open lawn, beside him was a tall black car.

Fu Xushang strode over to place her safely on the pink sheet in the caravan. He half-knelt down, tried to control his strength with his big hands, gently took off her shoes, and put her injured ankle on his leg.

He raised his eyes and met Chu Li's wet eyes.

His throat choked, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Does Lili hurt?"

Chu Li shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Fu Xushang nodded, carefully put her legs into the quilt, and kissed her on the brow, "Take a break first, I'll take care of something, and I'll be right back."

Chu Li nodded, watching him enter the manor with a few special police officers behind him, and then slowly looked away.

The layout of the RV was very similar to the room she and Fu Xushang had in the Dijing Villa, and even the incense smelled familiar to her.

Chu Li didn't fall asleep during the two nights in the manor, and at this moment, smelling the familiar smell, her nerves gradually relaxed.

Fu Xushang entered the manor and galloped in the direction of Fu Huaiyuan.

His eyes were scarlet, the veins on his forehead burst out, his whole body was filled with uncontrollable violence, he pinned Fu Huaiyuan to the ground and beat him ruthlessly.

Fu Huaiyuan, who had already been shot, had no strength to fight back, and was soon knocked to the ground dying, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Xushang lowered his head and stared at Fu Huaiyuan, blood was dripping from his veined fist, and the dark liquid seeped into the grass drop by drop.

When Xu Feng was called in by the special police, the ruthless man had already stepped on Fu Huaiyuan's ankle.

The sound of broken bones sounded.

"This is for her." Sen Leng's voice sounded.

Fu Huaiyuan remained silent and motionless, just passively bearing his violent attack.

Xu Feng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him in panic, "Master Liu, if you continue to fight, you will die."

Fu Huaiyuan deserved to die, but the law should punish him.

Fu Xushang paused for a long time until his heaving chest calmed down. His eyes fell on the shining objects in the grass, and he turned to leave the manor.

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Fu Huaiyuan choked out a mouthful of blood, his brown eyes leaked blood from his forehead, and he called out, "Fu Xushang."

He struggled to sneer: "Your wife is just like Wen Huan, she is so flattering to the second elder brother, I should have raped her before you came."

When Xu Feng on the side heard this, he clenched his fists angrily, let alone Fu Xushang.

Sure enough, Fu Xushang's pupils shrank, and his whole body suddenly became hostile, and he was tortured half to death with bare hands!

The corners of Xu Feng's lips twitched, how could anyone beg to be beaten!

He covered his ears and looked at the policeman beside him: "He tried to resist just now, and Mr. Fu is justified in self-defense."

Fu Huaiyuan was dripping with blood, and he felt that the man walking towards him was like an evil ghost demanding his life from hell, even more cruel than him.

Fu Xushang was furious, but avoided the key position.

He firmly stepped on the gunshot wound on Fu Huaiyuan's shoulder, his voice was cold and cruel: "You don't deserve to die."

Fu Huaiyuan snorted.

He was clearly begging to die.

Fu Huaiyuan, who is too numerous to write down, should live with ease.

"By the way, I found the housekeeper in the villa for you. On the day you were on a business trip, it was Song Manrong who dismissed all the servants."

"Song Manrong is already in prison in the United States."

"Would you like to hear why she killed Wen Huan?"

The recording was turned on, and Song Manrong's voice floated far away on the lawn.

"Because Wen Huan blocked her from reaching the pinnacle of power."

Fu Xushang's deep voice lingered in Fu Huaiyuan's ears, like a ghost urging him to his death.

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Fu Huaiyuan's eyes widened suddenly, and the monstrous anger rolling in his chest could not be calmed down, and in the end there was only devastation left.

It was his mother who killed Wen Huan.

Wen Huan never wanted to leave him, and even when he learned that Song Manrong coaxed her to give Fu Huaiyuan a pillow to seize power, he resisted for him without hesitation.

In an instant, the hatred that supported him to live in this world seemed to dissipate in an instant.

Fu Huaiyuan's consciousness drifted away slowly, and a bright and brilliant smiling face appeared in his mind.

Those smiling eyes full of stars will never come back.

"Second Brother"

"Second Brother"

"I'll wait for you to come back!"

The sweet voice that he thought he had forgotten long ago never faded away.

It turned out that he also had a lover who stood by his side without hesitation.

Fu Huaiyuan didn't even know when Fu Xushang left, there was no expression on his face, he couldn't even hear his breathing, like a corpse.

Only warm liquid slid down from his scarlet eye sockets, blood or tears could not be distinguished.

A breeze blew by, blowing a scent of lilies in the greenhouse, and everything seemed to be back to the villa where they fell in love.

Accompanied by a mournful sob.

"Huanhuan, I'm sorry..."

If there is an afterlife, he hopes that Wen Huan will never meet him again.