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

Teach Fu Ren a lesson?

What am I thinking?

How could he teach his younger brother who grew up with him and had the same surname for me?

Orphans like them care about the friendship of relying on each other. Although they are not related by blood, they are closer than brothers.

How could I, a half-way wife in his eyes, compare to his brother?

I gritted my teeth tightly, dug my fingertips into my palms, and endured the sad and aggrieved feeling.

"Fu Yanshen, it was your brother who tampered with Qiao Qiao's brakes, and he just admitted it himself!"

Ji Yan beside me said to Fu Yan in a loud voice.

I heard the voice of his words: Let me see what you do with him!

From a short distance away, Fu Yan took a deep look here, his cold and handsome face expressionless.

Immediately, he turned his head to face Fu Ren.

Under the light, the man stood tall and straight, his figure stretched very long. He looked at Fu Ren and made sign language with his hands that I couldn't understand.

This is also the first time I know that Fu Yanshen can also sign language.

From my perspective, I can only see the profiles of him and Fu Ren, but I can't see their expressions clearly.

I can't understand what they are communicating.

Fu Ren looked at him and nodded.

Fu Yanshen's cheekbones bulged, and his aura became obviously cold. He was making gestures with his fingers again, and his eyes were staring at Fu Ren.

Fu Ren became excited. While signing, he looked at me several times with disgust.

I can probably guess that Fu Yanshen is asking him why he wants to harm me.

But I don't know what Fu Ren said.

Fu Yanshen took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He looked towards me and shouted to the bodyguard beside me:

"Take Madam to the car."

The man trailed off and turned his back to me to light a cigarette.

Sure enough, he was shielding his younger brother again.

Didn't you just want to calm things down by letting me get back in the car?

"I brought Qiao Qiao to Fu Yan." At this time, Ji Yan stepped forward and spoke to Fu Yan in a deep voice.

The implication is, what qualifications does he have to push me away?

Fu Yanshen turned around and looked here. He had a cigarette between his fingers, and the smoke was curling under the light.

"Mr. Ji, this is our housework." He looked indifferent and his tone was cold.

Ji Yan sneered, "Housework...do you think of Qiao Qiao as a family member? That sister of yours framed her and wronged her. What did you do for Qiao Qiao? This brother touched Qiao Qiao's brake line and almost killed her. , It’s okay if you don’t investigate this matter, I found out the person, and now you want to cover him up——”

His tone became more and more indignant, "I grew up with Qiao Qiao, my childhood sweetheart. Her business is my business. If you don't take her business seriously, I will! I will take care of this matter tonight. It must be Teach this boy a lesson, young master, stop him!"

Listening to Ji Yan's words, my nose felt sore. I couldn't tell whether I was moved or sad.

He was telling Fu Yanshen that if he didn't protect me, he would protect me.

His words were like slaps hitting me in the face, as if saying to me: Sheng Qiaoqiao, that is the man you insisted on marrying despite everyone's opposition.

In his eyes, you have no weight.

I swallowed my choked throat and looked directly at the man who was puffing away smoke not far away. Through the blue smoke, he was also looking at me.

I gave him a look of hatred and resentment.

"Ji Yan, let's go back." I turned around and said to Ji Yan.

My voice is hoarse.

"What the hell, we can't let this go. Damn it, if you weren't so lucky, you would have died long ago, you know?" Ji Yan clasped my arm and said loudly.

He had said this to me before, but this time, he was obviously saying it to Fu Yanshen.

It's useless, even if I die, he will be indifferent.

Ji Yan pulled me to leave. As soon as I turned around, I saw Fu Yanshen stamping out his cigarette, walked up to Fu Ren, grabbed his back collar, and dragged him towards the warehouse.

All Fu Ren's men followed. They carried baseball bats and wanted to attack Fu Yanshen, but Fu Ren turned around and winked at the white-skinned boy.

The white-skinned boy turned around and made a gesture, and everyone put down their baseball bats.

It can be seen that Fu Ren respects Fu Yanshen as his elder brother.

I was pulled forward by Ji Yan, "Go and have a look."

We were about to squeeze into the warehouse, but Fu Ren's men stopped us. Ji Yan pointed at them with a golf club and forced me in.

As soon as I entered, I saw Fu Yanshen holding a baseball bat in one hand and swinging it towards Fu Ren's head.

Fu Ren staggered two or three steps, stood up straight, shook his head slightly, hung the fallen hearing aid on his ear, and looked at Fu Yanshen.

With a "bang" sound, Fu Yanshen threw the baseball bat.

His chest rose and fell sharply, and he started signing again to Fu Ren, staring directly at him.

Fu Ren was very excited, as if he was refuting him, and kept gesticulating with his hands.

Fu Yanshen pursed his thin lips tightly, with a cold expression, and nodded.

He strode forward and threw Fu Ren onto a table.

The movements were crisp and neat, exuding a gangster air.

Fu Ren's upper body was lying on a table, with his head tilted and half of his cheek pressed against the table. One of his arms was pressed down on the table by Fu Yan.

From a few steps away, I clearly captured Fu Ren's expression, including anger, confusion, sadness and loss.

He kept looking at Fu Yanshen.

Fu Yanshen's expression was one of inhuman indifference.

At this time, everyone sighed.

I just noticed that Fu Yanshen had a silver dagger in his hand.

He pressed Fu Ren's palm with one hand, the sharp tip of the knife pierced the table, and then, like a guillotine, cruelly cut off Fu Ren's little finger.

I was so scared that my whole body tightened, and at this moment, a hand covered my eyes.

It's Ji Yan's hand.

"Fuck, so cruel."

Beside him, he gasped and whispered.

I took his hand away out of nowhere.

At first glance, it was a blood-red cross-section of a severed finger. I shivered all over and was frightened. It felt like my finger was broken, and I took a breath of cold air.

Fu Ren remained silent, lying there with his mouth open, looking at Fu Yanshen as if he wanted to say something, his aggrieved eyes flashing with tears.

Fu Yanshen threw the bloody dagger on the table, made a sign to him, and turned around indifferently.

I was stunned.

I've seen Fu Yanshen's cruelty before. For example, last time, he kicked Shen Yu to death, but this Fu Ren is his brother who is as close as brothers...

"Yes, you are still a man."

Ji Yan's voice brought me back to reality. He held my wrist and pulled me toward the warehouse door.

He thought Fu Yanshen did this for me?

is it?

I didn't have the energy to think, and when I remembered the scene of him cruelly cutting off one of Fu Ren's fingers, my heart couldn't stop trembling.

"Madam, Mr. Fu's car is over there, please."

As soon as I left the warehouse, Fu Yanshen's bodyguard greeted me respectfully.