Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

In the darkness, Sheng Yiruo looked at Fu Zhaochen behind him through the dim lamp beside the bedside table.

His eyes were passionate, and he was staring at her back with burning eyes, as if he was about to burn a flame, ignite the soul under the cold white skin, and entangled with her passionately, until they became so emotional that they couldn't hold it back.

Fu Zhaochen pushed Sheng Yiruo's clothes up with his big hands, and his kisses landed on Sheng Yiruo's back carefully, without letting go of an inch. He bowed his body from top to bottom.

Sheng Yiruo moaned out of his mouth uncontrollably.

She whispered, "Fu Zhaochen..."

Fu Zhaochen asked, "Uncomfortable?"

He got up and tore off his bathrobe, exposing his muscular abs.

When Fu Zhaochen leaned over, his tense muscles fully pulled his sexual tension, Sheng Yiruo's bewildered eyes lingered on his waist and abdomen, and soon, he pressed against him.

Sheng Yiruo groaned impatiently. He saw Fu Zhaochen's strong and rhythmic body approaching him, and then a little away from her body.

The long-time turbulent pleasure made Fu Zhaochen's face sinking and a little hideous. He didn't want to be too quick, and leaned down to kiss her collarbone. His fair skin was pink, but he sucked it and added red marks.

Under Fu Zhaochen's narrow waist, Sheng Yiruo's delicate touch became more and more sticky, and her thighs tightly clasped his waist.

Desires surge up, heat waves churn.

Fu Zhaochen's turbulent emotions leaked out uncontrollably. The moment his mind was empty, he hummed dumbly, "Yi Ruo..."

In the past, Fu Zhaochen would straighten his waist and then lean on Sheng Yiruo's shoulders, gently kissing the person under him.

Now, with Sheng Yiruo's pregnant belly, Fu Zhaochen could only roll over and hug him into his arms, "Take a break, I'll take you to take a bath."

Sheng Yiruo lost his strength, leaned softly in Fu Zhaochen's arms and moaned, "I don't want to wash anymore, I want to sleep."

The joy in Fu Zhaochen's brain was not over yet, he said in a low voice, "Wash it, or you will catch a cold easily."

After a while, Fu Zhaochen carried Sheng Yiruo to the bathroom. After taking a shower, he dried her hair before he wrapped her tightly in a nightgown and put her in the bed.

Looking at Sheng Yiruo who fell asleep for a second, he couldn't help laughing, "You look more and more like a pig."

Suddenly, Fu Zhaochen's mobile mailbox had a notification tone.

He took it over and saw that it was an email. The English and full spelling of the mailbox could clearly see the word Qin Zhuo. He sat up to check the email.

It turned out that it was Qin Zhuo who sent Fu Siyu and Li Qi's investigation materials.

Fu Zhaochen was very tired. He wanted to sleep after he felt comfortable, but he still couldn't hold back his desire to know the truth. He got up and took out his laptop, and logged into his mailbox to check the information.

Li Qi's information covers her short life, from elementary school to university, she is well-behaved and commonplace, she is just a girl from an ordinary family with good grades.

Li Qi's work-study work record is quite a lot.

Could it be that he offended someone while working part-time abroad?

Fu Zhaochen instantly overturned this idea, because Li Qi's heart was transplanted to Duan Yuhe, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?There must be some kind of connection.

Fu Zhaochen didn't understand why someone would attack Li Qi?

After turning a few pages later, Li Qi's family situation appeared in the information.

Li Qi's parents are both intellectuals, her mother is a teacher in a key elementary school in Ningcheng, and her father is a psychiatrist.

Fu Zhaochen moved the mouse to scroll down, and saw the work history of Li Qi's father, Li Xiaowen. His father's last work unit before his death was a mental hospital in Ningcheng - Jingchuang Nervous Disease Medical and Nursing Hospital.

Li Xiaowen's position at the time was the dean of the mental hospital.

Fu Zhaochen's eyes turned cold, "Why is it a mental hospital again?"

He carefully wrote down Li Xiaowen's name and the name of the hospital.

Fu Zhaochen leaned back on his seat and looked at Li Xiaowen's information. The information was not complete, and there was no specific working time.

He thought it necessary to investigate Li Xiaowen's work history, because he happened to work in a mental hospital and was the dean, and Sheng Jinyan and Sheng Yiheng were imprisoned in a mental hospital. Is there any connection?

Fu Zhaochen got up and went to the study room. On the desk, he wrote down the names of all the people who could be related.

When he wrote about Shen Zhiyi, he hesitated, and then connected Ye Yucheng, Shen Zhiyi, and the psychiatric director Li Xiaowen together.

Fu Zhaochen suddenly realized that he only thought of one possibility that Shen Zhiyi was imprisoned in the psychiatric hospital where Li Xiaowen was the director. Maybe Shen Zhiyi was not sick at all and became a real lunatic under the torture of Li Xiaowen.

After Ye Yucheng found out, he took revenge on Li Xiaowen and his family!

When Fu Zhaochen thought of this, he had an idea and a direction for investigation.

He closed the notebook, put the pen aside, got up and went back to the bedroom.

Fu Zhaochen embraced Sheng Yiruo and murmured softly, "Honey, I'm closer to the truth."

On the other side, He Yu looked at Zhao Jiashu who walked into a villa and didn't come out, and he felt suspicious.

Suddenly, the balcony door on the second floor was opened, and the big star Luo Yi came out wrapped tightly in a cotton nightgown. Her hair was a little messy. She gathered it up, then took out a cigarette from the pocket of the nightgown, lit it and put it in the mouth.

He Yu looked at the flickering cigarette butts, and looked around the extremely secluded mid-level villa. He suddenly understood that Zhao Jiashu's golden house hides the beauty and popular female star Luo Yi, while he enjoys the convenience and respect of the future son-in-law of the Fu family.

"Dog man, are you the only one who dare to miss Miss Siyao?"

He Yu lowered his head in resentment, then took out his high-resolution SLR camera and continued to record.

At this time, Zhao Jiashu opened the door and came out. He reached out and took the cigarette in Luo Yi's hand, snuffed it out and flicked it away.

He stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, and kissed her with his lips.

Luo Yi resisted, but he tightened his grip on him.

Finally, when he had had enough kisses, Luo Yi pushed him away, "Zhao Jiashu, what do you think of me? Your dog?"

Luo Yi's voice was loud, and He Yu could hear it clearly.

Zhao Jiashu's eyes darkened, "Luo Yi, we both get what we need, didn't we agree to not be serious? Why are you serious?"

Luo Yi shook her shoulders and cried bitterly. She leaned on the fence, "I'm serious! I feel sad when I see how humble you are to Fu Siyao. Is she really worth it?"

"worth!"

Zhao Jiashu looked at Luo Yi playfully, "How can you compare with her? She is the woman I want to marry, a wife, and the relationship between you and me stops before marriage. After we get married, we are not even lovers. "

Luo Yi stared blankly at Zhao Jiashu, "You...you mean you want to break up with me?"

"Yes, once Yaoyao and I get engaged, I will give you a sum of money. From then on, we will not owe each other, one difference and two lenient."

Zhao Jiashu's voice was cold and tired.

The voices of the two people behind became quieter, because Luo Yi was crying so much that he couldn't say anything.

He Yu turned off the machine, these are enough.

He Yu waited until the two entered and turned off the lights before he carefully started the car and disappeared into the night.

Early the next morning, Fu Zhaochen received He Yu's WeChat message - Mr. Fu, Zhao Jiashu Jinwu Zangjiao, I will pick you up at Furongjingyuan, and I will show you the video I shot.

Fu Zhaochen, "..."