After Bai Yueguang came back, the substitute left

"Let's meet up."

Lin Yu received a message from An Cheng.

He glanced at it and turned off the screen of the phone without returning.

Fu Shiwen came out of the cloakroom, wearing a dark coat, he was very handsome and handsome.

"Are you going out tonight, sir?"

Fu Shiwen: "Well, yesterday's birthday wasn't here, today a few friends said they want to get together for a meal, shall we go together?"

Lin Yu probably guessed that these friends should be rich second-generation friends in Fu Shiwen's circle of friends.

Lin Yu didn't know them well.

"Sir, I won't go, drink less wine."

"Okay." Fu Shiwen walked out the door.

Lin Yu tidied up the house at home.

An Cheng called again.

Lin Yu frowned, hung up An Cheng's call, hesitated, and added An Cheng's phone number to the blacklist.

After a while, another strange phone number called.

Lin Yu answered the phone.

"Lin Yu, did you block me?" An Cheng's tone sounded very angry.

Lin Yu hummed very calmly.

This indifferent tone made An Cheng explode with anger.

"Lin Yu, are you afraid to answer my phone, let alone see me?"

Lin Yu replied truthfully: "No, I just don't want to hear your voice, let alone see you."

Lin Yu didn't want to be influenced by An Cheng any longer.

Before, he complained that his husband refused to believe him, but in fact, he never believed him either.

Relationships require mutual trust.

Since Lin Yu chose to come back, he chose to believe in Mr.

When An Cheng heard Lin Yu's answer, he was so angry that he almost dropped the phone in his hand.

He said bitterly: "You will regret it."

Lin Yu said slowly: "I will not regret it, and my husband and I will always be together."

"Also, thank you An Cheng, without you, I wouldn't know, it turns out that my husband loves me too."

...

The dinner table.

Bai Yue laughed and said, "Brother Fu, when I stepped on the accelerator, I was so nervous that my heart almost flew out of my throat."

The injury on Bai Yue's face was still not healed, and the bridge of his nose was almost crooked by Fu Shiwen's punch. He was not good looking, but now with the injury on his face, he looked a little funny when he smiled.

Fu Shiwen asked with a smile, "Does the wound on your face still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, I have rough skin and thick flesh." Bai Yue patted his face with his hands as he said, but the pain made him grin his teeth.

He had a bitter face: "Brother Fu, you are too cruel, but I can understand, after all, if you want to act, you have to act realistically!"

With the same smile on Fu Shiwen's face, he said lightly, "I heard that your company is interested in Mr. Zhang's project last time, so I recommended you to him."

"Thank you Brother Fu!"

Although this project is not a big project, it has an amount of tens of millions. This beating is worth it, even though the whole process of beating is very uncomfortable.

Bai Yue had the illusion that he was like a dog wagging its tail beside Fu Shiwen, waiting for alms from its master.

Whether it is a dog or a wolf, that is not certain.

Holding the wine glass, Lin Zhidao couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: "Fu Gou, you did a good job at this bitter trick. You spent a lot of money, and you were bumped into the hospital for several days."

Bai Yue said with a smile: "The hospitalization is fake, the injury is fake, and the bleeding bag was borrowed by An Cheng's assistant from the crew."

If you have to look for some injuries, it is probably when you rolled on the ground twice, and at most you scratched a little on the ground.

From the crash to the hospital, everything was taken care of in advance.

When Bai Yue drove over, he had already slammed on the brakes, and he didn't run into Fu Shiwen's people at all.

"Damn it, Fu Gou, you even lied to me!" Lin Zhidao remembered that he went to the hospital to visit Fu Shiwen himself, and bought some fruit when he went.

Qin Yao said: "Isn't this all to make my sister-in-law change her mind? Now the relationship between Fu Shao and sister-in-law is back together, everyone is happy."

"Fu Gou, you've changed your mind. You took Lin Yu back. What about An Cheng?" Lin Zhidao asked.

Fu Shiwen took a sip of his wine and said lightly, "I haven't thought about it."

Bai Yue laughed loudly and said: "Which successful man doesn't have ten or eight lovers around him, if he can only live with one person in his life, even if that person is a peerless beauty, I don't want to."

"Besides, isn't An Cheng suffering from that disease...can't he be... Isn't it good for Brother Fu to keep Lin Yu by his side, since they both look about the same anyway."

Lin Zhidao glanced at Bai Yue coldly.

He looked at Fu Shiwen: "Fu Gou, to be honest, be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire."

Bai Yue drank a little too much and talked too much: "Don't worry, Brother Lin, Brother Fu is pretty good at it. The one in Brother Fu's family really loves Brother Fu. That day Brother Fu was lying on the ground. Crying hard on Brother Fu, dying, I see, Lin Yu was just pretending to leave before, and came back after casually coaxing him. He deliberately wanted to take Joe and let Brother Fu coax him. There are people outside, as long as Brother Fu coaxes them, there will be no trouble."

Qin Yao was eating the vegetables, glanced at Bai Yue, and put a piece of chicken butt into his bowl.

"Eat more food."

Lin Zhidao frowned: "I heard that Lin Yu's parents died in a car accident, Fu Gou, you must have guessed that Lin Yu would be soft-hearted when he saw you in a car accident for him, so this happened. Hire it, you are so cruel."

Fu Shiwen was holding the wine glass, with a calm expression on his face, showing no emotion.

Lin Zhidao secretly said: "A real dog."

At this time, Fu Shiwen's cell phone rang, and it was An Cheng calling.

Fu Shiwen stood up, "I'm going to answer the phone."

"Mr. Fu, are you there? Sorry to disturb you."

On the other end of the phone was An Cheng's assistant, Xiao He, who sounded anxious.

"what's up."

"Brother Ming, he cut his wrist."

Fu Shiwen's expression changed: "Have you been sent to the hospital?"

"He was rescued in the hospital."

……

Lin Yu didn't expect An Cheng to be a lunatic.

After he hung up the phone, An Cheng then sent a photo of cutting his wrist.

"I'll show you how much Fu Shiwen cares about me."

Lin Yu stared at the photo with an unusually calm tone.

"If you hurt yourself, you can only win Fu Shiwen's sympathy. That's not love."

"Even if my husband goes to the hospital to accompany you, I won't be jealous. On the contrary, I sympathize with you."

An Cheng was so angry that he hung up the phone with a snap.

...

At night, Fu Shiwen came back relatively late.

His clothes smelled faintly of lemon cardamom perfume.

Lin Yu is no stranger to this scent, it is An Cheng's favorite perfume, a new one released in the past year.

Once, Fu Shiwen also gave him a bottle of perfume of the same brand as a birthday present, the smell was very similar, and it was from the same series.

Lin Yu said, "Sir, you look very tired."

Fu Shiwen rubbed the center of his brows, "I haven't had a good rest these days, Ayu, come here and let me hug you."

Lin Yu sat obediently on Fu Shiwen's lap.

"Is there anything you want to say to me, sir?"

Fu Shiwen hugged Lin Yu, put his chin on Lin Yu's neck, and sniffed the side of Lin Yu's ear, "What?"

"It's nothing." Lin Yu lowered his eyes, "Did you have a good time with your friends tonight, sir?"

"It's okay." Fu Shiwen yawned.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a shower and sleep."

"it is good."

"Do you want to wash together?" Fu Shiwen kissed Lin Yu's ear.

"Sir, I've washed it." Lin Yu avoided it.

"Ok."

Fu Shiwen walked towards the bathroom with some regret.

Lin Yu sat on the sofa, quietly watching Fu Shiwen's back.

……

In the next few days, Fu Shiwen came back very late.

Lin Yu didn't ask.

Fu Shiwen took the initiative to explain that it was overtime.

It's just that every time he goes home, Fu Shiwen's clothes will have a faint scent of lemon and cardamom.

"It feels like you are a little unhappy, is it because I didn't come back earlier?" Fu Shiwen asked.

Lin Yu shook his head, "Sir, I'm not unhappy."

"Then smile."

Lin Yu squeezed out a smile.

Fu Shiwen picked up Lin Yu's face and kissed it.

"I'll be back early tomorrow night."

"Yes." Lin Yu nodded.

Fu Shiwen said: "The steamed fish you made last time was delicious, can you make it again tomorrow night?"

"it is good."

The next afternoon.

Lin Yu prepared the meals and put them on the table.

The steamed fish is warmed in the microwave, so it will be cold.

Lin Yu glanced at the time on the wall: "Is sir coming home soon?"

"Almost there." Fu Shiwen replied quickly.

Lin Yu sat on the sofa and waited, Zhizhi jumped around, and finally jumped into Lin Yu's arms.

Lin Yu patted its head.

After half of them disappeared, Lin Yu waited for a call.

"Ayu, there are still some things in the company, I may not be back for a while."

"It's okay sir, I can eat by myself."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yu clicked on the photo sent by An Cheng, which showed Fu Shiwen's profile.

"Well, I won."

An Cheng said provocatively.

Lin Yu looked at Fu Shiwen's photo on his phone.

Why won't the husband tell him?

Was it because he was afraid that he would be jealous and unhappy if he found out?

still--

An Cheng proudly continued to send messages.

"Lin Yu, you don't know anything at all."

"You think you got Fu Shiwen, and you are complacent. Let me tell you, if it wasn't for my health, you wouldn't have any chance at all."

"When I was in college, Fu Shiwen proposed to me, but because of my health, we couldn't get closer, so I didn't agree to Fu Shiwen."

"I wanted to secretly go abroad for medical treatment, and give Fu Shiwen a surprise when I came back."

"Yes, Fu Shiwen likes you, but you sure don't know the reason, it's because you can have sex with him, that's why he keeps you by his side."

An Cheng played a recording.

"After listening to this, you will know."

"Fu Shiwen, didn't you say you wanted to marry me?" In the recording, An Cheng's voice sounded pitiful.

"When will you marry me?"

After a while, Fu Shiwen said, "It will be next spring."

Fu Shiwen's clear voice came from the recording.

All the strength in Lin Yu's body seemed to be drained in an instant.

The phone rolled to the ground.

After all, is it still a wrong choice?

After a while, Lin Yu bent down and picked up the phone.

Recordings can be forged, and with An Cheng's method, Lin Yu believes he can do it.

Lin Yu wanted to know what the husband would say.