After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

The open-air balcony is very large, with several wicker chairs and a pool table placed, and the two of them occupy one side of the room.

Fu Lingheng let go of him, picked up the club, and asked casually: "Where are you now?"

Although, Fu Shuruan said on the phone that he had stopped in time.

But they are all fucking men, with such obvious hickeys on their necks, unless this guy has sexual dysfunction,

Otherwise, how can we just stop?

"what?"

Xiangchuan deliberately pretended to be dumbfounded and looked at a loss.

Fu Lingheng snorted coldly and slammed the club onto the table with such force that it left a scratch on the table.

"Stop pretending."

He scolded him coldly and spoke very fast: "We just got together yesterday, and you want to drive that night. You are so awesome!"

Xiangchuan touched the tip of his nose, with a resentful expression, and sighed with regret: "What kind of car are you driving? At that critical moment, the delivery boy rang the doorbell, and the atmosphere was gone. I can't treat this little girl Come on, I'm not a beast."

Fu Lingheng snorted coldly, picked up the white ball on the table and threw it at him, "Aren't you just a fucking beast? Ruan Ruan is innocent, so are you? She hasn't even graduated from college and you dare to touch her. I'm tired of living. ?”

Xiangchuan moved quickly to avoid the white ball flying towards him, with a cheeky smile on his lips as he forcefully argued: "Between lovers, there will inevitably be misfires, and our Ruan Ruan is really sultry, so a kiss It’s not illegal.”

His careless look finally made Fu Lingheng unbearable. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He picked up a billiard ball again and flew towards him. There was a hint of warning in his cold tone: "Stop talking about those useless things. I Just one sentence, before Ruan Ruan graduates from university, if you dare to mess around, don’t blame me for not being brotherly and just castrating you."

The ball he flew out was fast and hard. The ball accurately hit Xiangchuan's right knee. His brows furrowed and his nose groaned. He squatted on the ground holding his knees, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and raised his eyes: " Damn it, are you serious!"

"if not?"

Fu Lingheng half-leaned against the balcony guardrail, took out the cigarette case in his pocket, took out a cigarette, bit it on his lips, lowered his head, held the flame and lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly blew out the smoke ring.

He looked sideways at Xiang Chuan, who was kneeling on the ground in pain. His face was still without any warmth, and his eyes were gloomy and sharp: "What choice did the old man ask you to make?"

"Either leave her or marry her before she is twenty-five."

Xiangchuan clutched his right knee, his face turning blue from the pain, but he still managed to stand up, pulled out the wicker chair and sat down.

Fu Lingheng narrowed his eyes. It seemed that there was no big surprise. He flicked off half of the cigarette ashes on his fingertips and sneered mockingly: "As expected of the old man, he is always tired of tricking people."

Xiangchuan rubbed his numb right knee and said with some confusion: "So, why must we get married before Ruan Ruan is twenty-five years old? Does this number have any special meaning?"

"What special meaning can it have? The old man made up this nonsense. It is estimated that he wants to use two years to test whether you are sincere to Ruan Ruan. If during this period, your performance dissatisfies him, or Ruan Ruan likes you Others, he will tear you apart without hesitation."

As he said that, Fu Lingheng glanced at him lightly and saw his eyes slightly condensed, as if he understood the deeper meaning.

Xiangchuan was so shocked that he almost jumped up. He opened his eyes wide and smiled bitterly: "Why does your old man not believe me so much?"

Fu Lingheng raised his eyebrows: "You have no idea?"

Xiangchuan was choked, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled. The laughter was somewhat mixed with a sense of grievance: "The sun and the moon can tell, I am innocent."

He only flirts but doesn't talk about it, doesn't that mean he is innocent?

The first kiss was stolen by Fu Shuruan while he was drunk. Which prodigal could be more miserable than him?

No matter how the old man of the Fu family views him, he is innocent anyway. Is it clearer than water?

"You feel aggrieved. What are those on Ruan Ruan's neck?"

Fu Lingheng's eyes were cold, and the forearm of one arm was placed outside the guardrail. His palms were naturally hanging down. The scarlet flames on his fingertips flickered on and off. He took a slow breath.

The diffuse mist lingered around him, giving him a noble and lazy temperament.

"Okay, I've come full circle and come back to this topic. How about you touch my left knee again?"

He was just joking. Unexpectedly, the next second, Fu Lingheng moved very fast, like magic. At some point, a red billiard ball appeared in his hand, flying straight towards his left knee... ...

"Ow—"

Xiangchuan was caught off guard and received another blow to his knee. The pain forced him to scream in surprise. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. His face turned pale. He was half-kneeling on the ground and was about to cry in pain.

Fu Lingheng slowly stubbed out his cigarette butts, dusted off the soot on his suit, glanced sideways at him, and said softly: "It's symmetrical now, you're welcome."

He walked straight to the door and gently turned the locked doorknob. As soon as the door opened, he met Fu Shuruan's complaining eyes: "Where is Xiang Chuan?"

"Isn't that the one with the butt sticking out under the pool table?"

Fu Lingheng's thin lips curled slightly, and his tone was slightly teasing. The phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated. He automatically ignored her annoyed expression, picked up the phone, and strode downstairs.

"..."

Fu Shuruan was so angry that he went to the pool table in a hurry. He covered his knees and grinned. After a long time, Xiang Chuan reluctantly stood up.

First floor living room.

Fu Shuruan was applying medicine to Xiangchuan's knee with a cotton swab. The increasingly obvious bruise stimulated her visual system.

"hiss--"

Xiangchuan took a breath and grabbed her wrist: "It's such a small injury, why don't we just apply medicine?"

Fu Shuruan frowned and glared at him reproachfully: "Stop talking and be quiet."

The little girl's fierce look was a bit cute, so Xiangchuan shut up and let her smear the wounds.

After applying the ointment to reduce swelling, Fu Shuruan packed up the medical kit and looked at the man on the sofa opposite, holding a notebook and focusing on handling matters.

Her boyfriend was beaten to a limp, but he could still sit there and type on the keyboard like a normal person?

"Fu Lingheng, you bully my boyfriend, I'm not done with you!"

"You and your boyfriend combined are no match for me."

Fu Lingheng said the most arrogant words in the calmest tone without raising his eyelids.

His attention was always focused on the emails sent by the company's project department, and he even gave her alms from the corner of his eye.

"Who knows what despicable tricks you may use."

Fu Shuruan placed the medicine box heavily on the coffee table and stared at him angrily, wishing to stare right through his face.

Seeing this, Xiangchuan quickly jumped up from the sofa and stood between the brothers and sisters: "Ruan Ruan, don't be like this, your brother is also worried about you."

Fu Shuruan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "He just has a desire to control."

"Xiang Chuan, I suddenly feel that twenty-five years old is too long as the old man said. You should marry her home tomorrow to save yourself from annoying her."

Fu Lingheng's slender fingers continued to tap the keyboard without raising his head, and his voice was careless: "Brother, I have to tell you in advance that your girlfriend may not have a very good IQ. Now that you have identified her, our Fu family will not accept returns."

"you--"

Fu Shuruan was furious and was about to stand up to refute, but Xiangchuan grabbed her wrist and smiled at her with gentle eyebrows: "Our Ruan Ruan is so smart and cute, how can we not have a low IQ?"

He was coaxing on one side, while Fu Lingheng on the other side crossed her long legs with a smile on her face, deliberately adding fuel to the fire: "That's right, she has no other advantages besides being cute. I almost forgot that she also has short legs."

"Fu Lingheng, I will fight with you."

Fu Shuruan's petite body stood up suddenly, picked up the remote control on the coffee table and rushed over to challenge Fu Lingheng for a duel.

Xiangchuan quickly stopped her with quick eyes and hands, looking quite helpless: "Aheng, it's almost done, why are you still fighting with a little girl..."

Fu Lingheng closed the computer, his eyes darkened, and his voice was low and cold: "Ask her to come over, I want to see how capable she is."