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

He didn't have time to carry her to the bedroom, clasp her slim waist, lift her up to sit on the washstand, and bond with her deeply.

The man's rough breathing collided and entangled with the woman's soft moan, and the ambiguity was like wildly growing algae.

The two figures reflected in the mirror, soft and tough, are the most contrasting existences.

After a deep kiss, Sheng Qiaoqiao buried herself in the crook of his neck, panting heavily, and gently kissed the bulging arteries and veins on his neck and shoulders with her beautiful lips.

The raging scent of male hormones penetrated the tip of her nose. Smelling this breath that penetrated into the bone marrow, the tip of her nose became sour, and hot tears welled up again.

The tightening in his heart triggered a reaction in his lower body, and Fu Yanshen almost gave up his arms. When he lowered his head, he saw her buried in the crook of his neck, crying silently.

There is a long white hair on her temple.

At this moment, Fu Yan's heart ached like a knife.

The hundred-refined steel turned into soft tissue. He lowered his head and gently kissed the tears on her cheeks, "Good boy, don't be sad anymore. I'm back and I'll never leave again..."

The man coaxed in a mute voice and hugged her tighter.

The more he coaxed her, the harder her tears fell. The pain of losing him and the touch of regaining him, two strong emotions tormented her.

She kissed his lips eagerly and clung to him, releasing all her emotions.

The same is true for Fu Yanshen.

The despair before the plane crashed, the agony when he held her body in his previous life, and the joy of being deeply united with her again at this moment, all kinds of emotions were intertwined.

He melted into her fiercely and pressed her into his chest, as if he could feel at ease and solid only by completely melting her into his bones and blood.

On the big bed where they had made love countless times, they were entangled in clouds and rain, and they were in love.

Intense release, in the end, only the joy of reunion is left.

……

In the evening, the small garden in spring is as beautiful as a painting with its rich colors.

The man in a white shirt and jeans, wearing sandals, stood in the garden, holding a showerhead in his hand, watering roses and hydrangeas seriously.

He worked carefully and picked off all the dead leaves he came across.

He looks like a family man.

Sheng Qiaoqiao, who had just woken up, came out of the villa and saw this scene, her heart palpitated wildly.

He is so handsome that he seems to blend in with the beautiful scenery.

She walked up to him with a cup of water and medicine, "I sent someone to deliver it, the rejection medicine you took before."

Fu Yanshen was slightly stunned, "Feed me if your hands are dirty."

She stuffed the pills into his mouth and fed him water. "I'll go to the hospital another day for a cardiac ultrasound to check."

He choked and almost didn't swallow the pill.

"All diseases have been diagnosed, and my body is well known. Mrs. Fu, believe it or not, I can live with you until 99?" The man's handsome face, dripping with sweat, showed a confident smile.

Sheng Qiaoqiao: "..."

For a moment, I didn't know whether to be moved by his love words or worried about his heart.

However, he looked like he was confident from the bottom of his heart and was not deliberately coaxing her.

However, in the past year, she read a lot of spiritual books in order to escape the sea of ​​suffering. I believe that diseases arise from the heart and circumstances change with the heart. As long as they love each other in the future, there will be no problems with his body.

"Who is Mrs. Fu?"

Sheng Qiaoqiao's brain suddenly changed, she became naughty and deliberately clicked him.

Turn around and leave.

Fu Yanshen raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth, wishing he could move the Civil Affairs Bureau here right now.

Remarry where you are!

He asked someone to restore his identity overnight.

Early the next morning, he went to the marriage registration office to queue up early, just like Sheng Qiaoqiao had imagined when he was mentally ill.

Instead of being like the day he got the certificate in his previous life, he deliberately made her wait and didn't wear a white shirt as she asked.

At that time, he only thought that she was angry with a scumbag by marrying him, and he never thought about how long his marriage to her would last.

Sheng Qiaoqiao rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her lawyer. His previous "Will" had already taken effect. All his assets were in her name and she had to return them to him.

This "Will" was made before he donated his heart. She was the only heir to the inheritance, not even his best brother Fu Ren.

Fu Yan pulled her aside with a dark face, "You don't want me anymore?"

Sheng Qiaoqiao: "..."

Fu Yanshen: "I'm all yours, so what's yours and mine?"

He is really good at talking sweet words now.

Sheng Qiaoqiao looked at him leisurely, "Mr. Fu, you can't just not want any of Fu's shares, right?"

Fu Yanshen said without hesitation: "No, from now on you, the chairman, will hire me as president and give me some salary. Of course, you will keep my salary card."

"..."

Sheng Qiaoqiao was speechless for a while.

"Mr. Fu, you are penniless now."

Fu Yanshen said very seriously: "It's enough for me to have you."

Sheng Qiaoqiao: "..."

I was seduced by him again.

They successfully received their marriage certificate. Fu Yanshen was even more handsome than the previous AI-generated appearance, especially his pair of dark, affectionate eyes, which were so hot that they were filled with infatuation that AI could never draw.

This time, when my friends saw Fu Yanshen alive, they all really cried with joy.

Especially Makino, he was moved by Sheng Qiaoqiao's deep love for Fu Yanshen for more than a year and wrote many love songs about their love.

Sincere and touching, this is a classic.

Makino also returned to the music scene.

In the private room, everyone was drinking and singing, and it looked like a lively atmosphere.

However, Sheng Qiaoqiao knew that none of her friends had a satisfactory life.

Nowadays, Song Sinan smokes and drinks, and comes to everything. His relationship with Ning Xi is not as affectionate as when he usually attends events. He doesn't bring his wife to every private gathering of friends.

Sheng Qiaoqiao came out of the bathroom and was blocked by Song Sinan.

He smelled of alcohol and was holding up the wall with one hand. He lacked his usual dignity and restraint, and his eyebrows were full of frivolity. "Qiaoqiao, why did you lie to me that night? I was downstairs and you were on the phone. Li said...not at home..."

It was that night that he was taken advantage of by his niece who had watched him grow up.

Sheng Qiaoqiao was confused for a moment and couldn't remember this happening at all.

Song Sinan's eyes gradually dimmed, and a look of loneliness appeared in his brows, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

He immediately stopped his hand, apologized to her repeatedly, turned around and walked away, his steps swaying slightly, a little embarrassed.

Embarrassed.

Sheng Qiaoqiao never thought that this word would be associated with Song Sinan.

Song Sinan pushed open the door of the box, leaned against the wall, took out the cigarette case, shook out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and lit it.

An old song came from the box diagonally opposite, "Ghosts Bewitched".

Su Yu's fair and clear face appeared in his mind.

The person who ruined him seemed to have disappeared from the world.

Sheng Qiaoqiao returned to the box, where Fu Yanshen was sparring with Ji Yan, and she gasped.

Ji Yan: "Brother-in-law, finish the third cup in one gulp, otherwise you won't be considered a man!"