After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

"Shi Jin, you are still throwing dirt on Qiao Qiao."

Fu Yanshen's voice was extremely cold. It was obviously the height of summer and the heat was steaming, but his whole body was freezing.

Shi Jin's slender and frail figure shook as if he was hit, "Ah Shen, how can you say that to me? Don't you know what kind of person I am after we have known each other for 20 years?"

"In order to divorce you, Sheng Qiaoqiao was with her Bai Yueguang. She deliberately said on the Internet that you were domestic violence against her and poured dirty water on you. Have you forgotten?"

"She can throw dirty water on you, and she can throw dirt on me even more. Maybe the drugs were used by her to get high, and she deliberately used me as a scapegoat! Last night, she refused to let me find a lawyer because she wanted to torture me to death. Should I commit suicide out of fear of crime?"

"That's right, what kind of good person can that vicious Dai Xiufen cultivate?"

Shi Jin spoke louder and louder, and his choreography became more and more cruel to me.

"Shi Jin! The person who deliberately locked you up last night was not Qiao Qiao, it was me!"

Fu Yanshen's cold and deep voice was like hitting Shi Jin on the head with a stick. She was stunned and motionless.

She looked at Fu Yanshen in disbelief.

"Shi Jin, last night was just a warning." The man said ruthlessly.

"Ah Shen, you...you clearly know that I have the psychological shadow of being imprisoned, and you still let them imprison me?!" Shi Jin roared in grief and anger, "I rescued you and treated you with all my heart and soul, you -"

"Shi Jin, Qiaoqiao is my bottom line!"

I was trying to figure out the meaning of Shi Jin's words when Fu Yanshen interrupted her sharply.

The man's eloquent words shocked my heart.

"One thing I haven't told you all this time is that Shi Xia didn't die of illness. She dared to kidnap Qiao Qiao, how could I let her live!"

He said something again that shocked Shi Jin.

I remember he told me before that he quietly killed Shixia, but it was because Shixia betrayed him as a warning to me.

Now, he actually said it was because of me.

"One or two of you, taking advantage of my trust in you, dared to bully Qiaoqiao under my nose. Don't blame me for not remembering the old friendship we grew up with!"

"Shi Jin, Shi Xia is a lesson learned from the past for you, you should take care of yourself!"

Fu Yanshen gave Shi Jin another cold warning, left her behind, and walked this way.

"A Shen!"

Shi Jin looked at his back and shouted. His calves suddenly went weak and he fell onto the seemingly hot cement floor, his upper body falling down.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Shi seems to have fainted."

Fu Yanshen had just walked to the car and the driver who opened the door for him said respectfully.

"Leave her alone."

He replied, got in the car, and sat down next to me.

I stared blankly at Shi Jin, who was unconscious and unconscious on the concrete floor. In a daze, the gentle and submissive way Fu Yanshen had been to her was still vivid in my mind.

Now, he was so cruel to her.

Or because of me.

Just then, Jin said that it was she who saved him...

Fu Yanshen has sat down next to me. He holds his forehead with one hand and pinches his temples with his fingertips. The chest in his regular suit rises and falls greatly.

The veins on the back of his hands popped out, looking very angry.

I frowned and put my hand into his suit pocket. Sure enough, there was a hard iron box.

"Don't be angry, it's hurting you." I peeled off a quit smoking candy, brought it to his mouth, and said softly.

This kind of sugar can replace part of the functions of cigarettes and has the effect of stabilizing mood.

Fu Yanshen stared blankly at the candy beside his mouth, and then turned around for a while, looking at me in surprise, his Adam's apple rolling up and down uncontrollably.

A smile gradually appeared in his eyes, the corners of his lips raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

It seems like there is no need to eat this candy.

I was about to retract my hand when he opened his mouth and took it.

"You look a little tired. Did you not sleep well last night?" Fu Yanshen asked me warmly with candy melting in his mouth.

As he spoke, I breathed lazily, "I didn't sleep well."

After what happened last night, I didn't sleep much all night and was very tired.

"I'll take you back to the apartment to rest and have a good sleep. In the evening, let's eat health-preserving private food together? Just to replenish your appetite." Fu Yanshen asked me softly.

I closed my eyes and said "Yeah".

……

When I woke up, it was already dark, and the setting sun filtered through the white lace curtains, casting beautiful patterns on the opposite wall, as well as the shadow of the Phalaenopsis potted plant on the windowsill.

I sat on the bedside and stretched out. My brain was clear and my eyesight was clear, and my blood was full of energy.

The cell phone rang, it was Luoluo's call.

"Qiao Qiao, if you are in urgent need, come to my old place and find me!"

"What's wrong? You want to go on a blind date?" I raised my lips and asked.

Apart from going on a blind date, what other urgent things could she have?

"Oh, you'll know when you get here!"

Luoluo has hung up the phone.

I got up to wash up, change clothes, and dress up briefly. Before going out, I vaguely remembered that Fu Yanshen seemed to have an appointment with me that night.

However, I definitely didn't promise him.

Luoluo’s so-called old place is a bar we used to go to. It has a quiet environment and soothing light music. It is suitable for drinking and chatting with friends.

Entering the Qing Bar and walking around the screen, I saw a figure standing out from the crowd, surrounded by stars holding the moon.

The steps paused.

It’s Song Sinan whom I haven’t seen for a long time.

He wore a well-tailored, lightweight gray suit with a white shirt and tie.

The temperament is pure and noble.

Holding a wine glass in his hand, although he looked gentle and chatting and laughing, there was a sense of coldness and alienation in his bones.

"Jojo is here!"

The sound of Luoluo brought me back to my senses, and at the same time, everyone's eyes focused on me in an instant.

Those present here are all young masters and young ladies in the second-generation circle, and Ji Yan is also there.

I raised the corners of my lips, stepped forward, stepped on stilettos, and walked towards them calmly.

"Hi, everyone, Brother Sinan, when did you return to China?" I approached, raised my voice to greet everyone, and finally my eyes fell on Song Sinan's eyebrows.

He stood up unhurriedly and looked at me across the long dining table with a smile on his face.

"Qiao Qiao." He raised the corners of his lips and said warmly, "I just came back today."

I nodded.

"Qiaoqiao, come and sit down quickly! Everyone is trying to help the boss!" Luo Luoyang called me.

Song Sinan stood up and helped me pull out the chair next to him.

"Thank you." I said politely to him.

After sitting down, I said hello generously to everyone I knew.

I remember that when I first found out that I was a fake daughter, I had low self-esteem and rejected this circle. Now, I face it calmly.

"What kind of wine do you want to drink? Or a drink?" Song Sinan asked me warmly.

"Just a glass of orange juice. I have to go to work tomorrow." I smiled back at him.

When the juice came, I and everyone paid tribute to Song Sinan.

"Jojo is mature and seems to have really grown up."

After drinking, Song Sinan looked at me with warm eyes and said seriously.

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, "I like to use the word growing up. Growing up means independent personality. In the past, I did not grow up. I relied on my parents, relied on..."

Before I finished speaking, I stopped in time. At this time, the phone rang.

It was the 11-digit number that I knew by heart. I walked to a deserted place to answer the call.

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, are you in the house? I've been ringing the doorbell for a long time." Fu Yanshen, who was on the other end of the phone, couldn't hide his anxiety in his tone.

"I'm not at home. I came out. Are you okay?" I replied calmly.

"Is something wrong?" After a while, he asked, "Didn't you agree to have dinner together tonight?"

Have it? Did I promise him?

"I can't go, I'm busy."

"What are you busy with?" Fu Yanshen was obviously annoyed when he spoke, and his tone slowed down in time and asked.

"Qiaoqiao, come and play cards!" Luo Luoyang called me.

"No more, goodbye." I hung up the phone in a hurry.

Back to the table, we formed a group of three or four people and started playing poker.

A male god like Song Sinan who was like an immortal actually joined in. He was in the same group as me.

"Qiaoqiao, how is Makino's hand recovering?" He asked with concern, his tone deliberately kept low.

The outside world still doesn't know that Makino injured his hands. Otherwise, there will definitely be various speculations, which will make fans panic.

"I'm recovering well, and I'm starting to recover."

"I'll go see him in the next two days."

"Ono must be ecstatic to see you as a god. He often talks about you to me and says you are his mentor." I feel happy for Makino.

Song Sinan is Makino’s idol.

The male god said a few words modestly.

We continued to concentrate on frying golden flowers and playing, and I felt a pair of sharp eyes behind me staring at me.

Turn around subconsciously.

A slender and tall figure walked out of the darkness, and the man's face gradually became clear.

With a handsome face as cold and thin as a knife, who else could it be if he wasn't Fu Yanshen.

He actually found it again.

I turned my head and looked at Song Sinan across from me. I suddenly remembered the scene when they were fighting and Fu Yanshen pulled out his gun at the end. To this day, I still feel butterflies in my heart.

Song Sinan also saw him, and the smile on his lips was a little deeper, showing a coldness.

"Hey, Mr. Fu." Ji Yan spoke first.

"Mr. Fu!"

The other young masters all stood up and greeted Fu Yanshen politely.

With my back to him, I couldn't see his expression, and he didn't say anything. I saw the second generation sitting down again.

Fu Yanshen has already arrived beside me, bringing with him a refreshing and clean woody fragrance. He holds the back of my chair with one hand.

"Mr. Song." He greeted Song Sinan proactively.

"Mr. Fu, tonight is my reception party, what are you doing?" Song Sinan shrugged his shoulders, raised his chin slightly, and asked with a slight smile.

But his tone was clearly unwelcoming, as if he wanted to drive people away.

Fu Yan deeply patted the arm of a second-generation man next to me, who immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Fu, please sit down."

"Of course I'm here to greet Mr. Song." Fu Yanshen pulled out his chair and sat down, "Why, you're not welcome?"

When the sound fell, he crossed his legs and stared at Song Sinan as if he was pulling wildly.

Song Sinan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him.

There seemed to be an undercurrent flowing between the two men.

The place gradually cooled down.

"Of course...welcome, pour some wine for Mr. Fu." After a moment, Song Sinan broke the low pressure and called the waiter.

The waiter poured Fu Yanshen a glass of Royal Salute whiskey.

"Mr. Song, I'm going to do it first." The man finished his drink in one gulp.

When he put down the wine glass, his cold white face turned red visibly.

"Refill it for Mr. Fu." Song Sinan ordered the waiter again.

I frowned, "Brother Si Nan, it's your turn to play your cards. I've been waiting for a long time."

Song Sinan looked at me and smiled slightly, "Let's continue playing cards."

The place became lively again.

After playing a few rounds, everyone got tired of playing poker. Someone suggested playing "Truth or Dare", and Fu Yanshen also joined in.

In the third round, the rotating wine bottle pointed towards Fu Yanshen.

"Mr. Fu, truth or dare, choose one!" the host said in a loud voice.