Master Fu’s Ace Wife

Not knowing how much wine this man had drunk, Wen Li looked down at the two empty wine bottles on the table next to him.

Nangongye came over just now. How much did the two drink? The most important thing is that Nangongye has never even seen Fu Yuxiu.

Just as she was helping someone to get up, someone came over with a wine glass and smiling faces.

"Fu's family..."

Wen Li raised his eyes, a sharp eye swept over, and the person who came over froze in place.

He turned around silently, put the wine he brought back onto the waiter's tray, and fled away.

Niang le, that little girl's eyes are really killing eyes.

As expected of the woman by Fu Yuxiu's side, she was different from ordinary people.

"Is it still safe?" Wen Li asked.

The man chuckled lightly, hooked the girl's slender waist with one hand, stood firmly, and the aroma of wine permeated between his lips and teeth.

"Do you underestimate me? Your man is more than that capable."

Wen Li gently released the hand holding him, looked up and down, the man didn't seem to drink too much at all.

He stood firmly and spoke clearly.

"Let's go then."

The man standing there bowed his head and stretched out his hand gently, "I'm dizzy."

Wen Li was helpless and stepped forward to support him.

Fu Yuheng, who was still being entangled by the guests, saw the two of them walking out, and he gently retracted his hand and took Ilia to the door.

Quan Yanling had also left long ago, and on such occasions, whoever did not come here would quickly retreat.

Xi Moran raised his hand and took off his glasses, and lightly rubbed his temples. Fortunately, Fu Yuxiu was entangled in drinking by many people, and these people let him go.

"Looks like you already knew?" Yun Sheng walked over to Xi Mo Ran and sat down.

After all, they are also the patriarchs of the four major families, and the succession ceremony of the Fu family's family is naturally extra busy.

"It's not too early." Xi Moran put on the gold-rimmed glasses without raising his head.

Yun Sheng does not agree with this statement. Most of the people here are aware of the relationship between Xi Moran and Fu Yuxiu.

The two knew each other very early, so it can be said that in the years when Fu Yuxiu left the Fu family, he probably didn't lose contact with Xi Moran.

"The situation has been rewritten, and the confrontation between the Fu family and Fu Yuxiu has no advantage." Yun Sheng said.

Now it is the Fu family and Fu Yuheng who have become the fish on the chopping board.

This man has become the absolute overlord of the imperial capital, with an unshakable position.

"Even if he is not the ruler of the dark palace, he will not lose just the position of the young master of the Fu family."

That man's means are too powerful, and he can play the human heart between the palms of his hands.

"Take care of your family. If you want to remove power, we will be the first batch."

Yun Sheng nodded with a smile, his eyes were serious, "The boss has already looked for me a few days ago."

Xi Moran is not curious about the ending, I'm afraid it can only be a breakdown in the end.

This is the most basic thing to do before the soldiers. If the number of rituals is reached but the desired result is not achieved, I am afraid that it will lead to more violent consequences.

"I heard that Su Mengyi is pregnant?" Xi Moran looked at Yun Sheng, "Congratulations."

The cup in Yun Sheng's hand touched him, "Thank you."

Yun Sheng and Su Mengyi have been married for five years, and now they have a second child, which is considered the fastest in their generation.

What people are most afraid of is to worry about the future, and now they are all people who need to be taken care of. Therefore, they can only succeed and not fail.

Wen Li helped the person out, but there was no door. Many people came to say hello along the way, but the man didn't even raise his head to look at it.

Yuan Cang opened the car door, and Wen Li helped him get into the car. Before closing the car door, Fu Yuheng and Illya appeared beside the car.

"Miss Wen Li, please take good care of Yu Xiu." Fu Yuheng said coldly.

With a reluctant expression on her face, Illya looked at the man who was holding Wen Li in the car and didn't let go, her hands tightening on her skirt.

Wen Li saw the people standing behind them, and these people were not ordinary people.

Just at a glance you can see how things are going.

Fu Yuheng's brother-friend and brother-in-law looks like he cares about his younger brother, and he does a good job in this drama.

Sure enough, power can make many people bow their heads, and absolute strength can crush everything.

The door closed, shutting out the people outside.

Watching the black car go away, Illya stood there, the cold air invaded her skin, and small pimples appeared in circles.

Fu Yuheng's coat covered her, blocking the surrounding air, but it warmed a lot.

"What are you going to do?"

Illya stood still, still looking at the direction the car was leaving.

"Don't worry, he won't be mad for long."

Illya sneered in her heart and looked sideways at the man beside her, "I tell you, I won't be so subservient. If you don't have the ability to change the situation, I will consider changing the husband."

Fu Yuheng stabbed in his heart, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Illya turned around and faced him face to face, her always arrogant face was very serious at this moment.

"You should know why I want to marry you. I chose the best and most excellent husband. If you can't change this situation, my marriage with you can't bring what I want, and I will consider changing husbands."

After saying those words mercilessly, Illya turned around and returned to the hall.

Fu Yuheng raised his head and closed his eyes, the anger surging in his chest was rising all the time, and he was really angry enough.

"Fu's house."

Fu Yuheng loosened his clenched fists, and looked calmly at Aung Su who appeared.

"Illya is spoiled by me. Of course, you also need to think carefully. Even Illya refuses to be subservient to others. Don't you want to change the current situation?"

In this matter, Ang Su is more rational than Eliya.

After all, he is older and has seen strong winds and waves, so he must be more foresight.

"Duke Angsu, rest assured, problems must be solved when they arise. People who shouldn't exist should not exist for too long."

"You're welcome where you need my help. After all, you are my future son-in-law."

The cooperation intention of the two was reached in an instant.

...

On the other side of the brightly lit lake, the street lights illuminate the icy lake, and the water reflects and sparkles.

The extended version of the Lincoln drove to the lake, and from outside the fence, no vehicles were allowed to enter, so as not to damage the plants grown inside.

The car door opened, and Yuan Cang stood with his back to the car very consciously.

Wen Li speechlessly stretched out his hand and tugged at the man under him. She was now a humanoid pillow.

This guy is quite comfortable.

The man sat securely on the seat, the little girl sat on him with her legs apart, her waist was tightly buckled, he lowered his head, and buried his face in the person's delicate collarbone.

Every inch of the body's skin was tightly pressed against each other, and when Wen Li moved, the man's hand became even tighter.

The postures of the two were said by conjoined twins, sticking together tightly.

"Fu Yuxiu." Wen Li called out.

"Hmm..." The man replied in a muffled voice.

"It's time to get out of the car, you can't stay in the car, right?"

The man finally moved his hands, but he adjusted a posture and hugged the man even tighter.

"Hold a little longer..."

Wen Li sighed, the cold air outside the car kept drifting in, she turned her face to the man's ear and coaxed.

"You have to hold it back."

The man didn't move, Wen Li thought about it for a long time, and continued, "If you don't get out of the car, I'll leave you here alone."

Fu Yuxiu let go of the hand that held her, and then looked at Wen Li, his eyes were a little foggy, but also a little bright.

"Get out of the car." The girl's tone was a little colder.

With a purely imperative tone, Yuan Cang, who was listening outside, was taken aback for a moment.

The man looked at her for a long time, but obediently let go of the car, stood still and helped her to the ground.

The two-story building in the distance was now lit with warm lights, and the street lamps on both sides of the winding stone road illuminated the road under their feet.

A thermostatically controlled system in the house maintains the temperature throughout the house at the optimum temperature for the human body.

After Wen Li sat down on the edge of the sofa, he turned around and entered the kitchen.

"What are you going to do?" The man followed into the kitchen, hugging her from behind and watching her open the refrigerator.

"Make sober soup."

Wen Li picked out the ingredients to be used, but fortunately, there was no shortage of food to prepare here. Nothing is missing.

"You go out and wait."

Wen Li moved her shoulders to remind her that the pressure of this person made her shoulder hurt.

"I'm looking at you." Fu Yuxiu said, shifting his shoulders and continuing to press.

"Do you want to help?" Wen Li opened his mouth and kept throwing the herbs into the pot.

"I'll watch you do it." He snorted lazily.

When Fei Ran entered the door, he saw two people standing in the kitchen like conjoined twins.

After taking a glance, he took the initiative to go back silently, and the whole person withdrew from the living room.

At the beginning, this house was used to house Nan Jinxiu, and all the decorations and furnishings in the house were made according to her preferences.

Even some small things were selected and bought by Nan Jinxiu himself.

Fu Yuxiu lived here for a long time when he was a child, so he would choose to come back and live for a while when his mother died.

Maybe it's the same as when he was a kid.

Fu Yuxiu drank the hangover soup, and the flooded headache was relieved.

"Take a good rest, this medicine will give you a headache tomorrow morning."

Looking at the man resting on the sofa, Wen Li suddenly realized something and looked down at him for a while.

"you……"

The man who bowed his head silently got up and carried her into the room.

The man who was clearly on the top of alcohol did nothing, and carefully placed the man on the bed and sat down.

He squatted down in front of her and touched her face lightly, with a pious tone.

"Can you accompany me?"

She guessed something, leaned forward and leaned over to protect the man who was squatting on the ground.

The reassuring warmth wrapped him up, Fu Yuxiu hugged him, got up, and lay down on the bed gently.

The body was wrapped in a protective posture, and the two were lying on the bed with a pear flower-shaped glazed lamp above their heads. Wen Li opened his eyes and looked at the position of his chest.

Tomorrow is the anniversary of Nan Jinxiu's death...