There was no response from the other end of the phone, and Fu Ting's embarrassed face turned red. Except for his mother, it was the first time he said these three words to a woman, which was very embarrassing, but now he just wants to coax her well and doesn't want her to get angry anymore.

"Futing, you must come back alive. I don't want to be a widow. Can you promise me?" Ji Tingyan's voice was sad. The weight of these three words was not just a lip service. She listened to it and accepted his affection. He was responsible for their future.

Seeing that she was silent for a few seconds, Fu Ting couldn't help laughing: "What are you thinking about? How could I make you a widow? There are so many good men in this world. If it weren't for me, you would have many choices. Don't let yourself be wronged."

After hearing what he said, Ji Tingyan got angry and asked him angrily: "How can you say such irresponsible words? You think I am? If I could fall in love with others easily, I would have been married long ago, so why should I wait for you?"

"Xiao Nai, that's not what I mean. I mean, if I don't come back, don't let yourself down." The man was startled and quickly explained.

"Nothing, Futing, if you don't come back, I will wait for you all my life." Ji Tingyan gritted her teeth and said resolutely.

Fu Ting was stunned. He believed that she was not a joke. With her stubborn personality, he might really do what he said.

"Okay, I promise you, don't be angry." Fu Ting could only comfort her softly, and she heard her voice crying.

Ji Tingyan finally calmed down, and there was a brief silence. She did not speak to each other, but could hear the sound of each other's breathing. This kind of silence is also precious to the two of them.

"Hang it, hurry up and take a break, take care of yourself and your team, and remember to miss me." Ji Tingyan finished speaking, then hung up the phone cruelly.

Futing's heart finally calmed down. He looked at his phone and smiled softly. Finally, he didn't have to insomnia until dawn.

Lying down, I reached out and found a notebook from a bag next to me. I opened it page by page, and there were paintings painted by Ji Tingyan. The plants and trees were vivid, and the distant mountains and nearby waters were just a single color, but it seemed to be given vitality by the painter and became vivid.

A pair of angel-like hands, a delicate

A gentle heart and a pair of intelligent and transparent eyes, this is the person he loves. He is willing to protect her sincere heart for life so that she can do her own things with peace of mind.

The last few pages are the woman's name and beautiful handwriting, just like her temperament, with orchid temperament and lotus purity.

In the early morning, Fu Ting opened her eyes, looked at the time, and brought her people to the dock. Abao was wearing a sexy leather jacket and a blue-black scorpion tattooed on the back of her hand. She slowly walked out of a speedboat and threw the cigarette butt in her hand into the water. Seeing Fu Ting coming, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Fu Ting, I've been waiting for you here early in the morning. Your goods are on that big ship. You can find someone to check." Abao did not call him Mr. Fu, but called him his name directly, making him look a little closer.

Fu Ting made a gesture to the person behind him, and someone went over to check it out.

Abao jumped off the yacht and walked to Futing slowly: "What are you thinking about yesterday's proposal?"

"I won't consider it for the time being." Fu Ting didn't want to offend her now. As Bao looked like a cruel and ruthless woman, and he didn't want to get into unnecessary trouble.

"I am your best partner. Do you really not think about it carefully?" Abao's tone was disappointed.

"With your current power, you can deal with Skerson and avenge your sister." Fu Ting said coldly.

"You should get rid of Skerson. His power is not something I can match. I know that you are all elites. The best way to join forces is to ensure that you have no worries after killing this demon." Abao was unwilling to give up and wanted to cooperate with Futing, and her time was urgent.

"This is the cash I brought, a total of 20 million." Fu Ting asked someone to bring in several boxes. Abao stared at the money, and his eyes showed a look of greed. She had no resistance to money. This was all because she had struggled in the poverty-stricken life before, so having money was her only pursuit of life.

"Okay, I'll collect the money. I'll give you another two days to consider. If you still don't agree, I'm afraid you may regret it." Abao's eyes were a little unwilling, and these words also had another hint.

Fu Ting was not afraid of her threat, but only warned coldly:

"If you dare to betray me, you will be the one who regrets it."

Abao's face turned pale in an instant. She smiled strangely twice, then left with the money.

Fu Ting directly asked someone to take the goods away first, and then notified his brother.

Abao was sitting in a medium-sized cruise ship, with six large boxes in front open. The spent money made her feel so good. She was smoking a cigarette while staring at the boxes of money. She couldn't figure out why her family had to spend so much money in this world to earn a piece of money?

She reached out and took one, put it on the smoke, burned to ashes, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the success of this moment.

Someone came over next to him: "How to do this account?"

"Get according to the original points, remember to smooth the account for me, yours will be indispensable." Abao's eyes instantly became sharp, staring at the other party like a knife, warning coldly.

The other party nodded and left, who wasn't crazy about money?

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the account had been completed, 20 million yuan. Bao took away six million yuan, and the rest was handed over to the police officer. The account was successfully settled by her, without any loopholes.

Just as Abao was carrying two big boxes, she suddenly found that the door of her villa had been moved, and she would leave a secret trace before she left, only she knew this.

My heart pounded, and there was no sign of damage to the door, as if it was opened by someone with a key. There were two keys for this door, one in my own hands and the other...

A Bao felt cold on his back, and she quickly dragged the two boxes into the garage and locked them up.

Then he took out a gun from behind and approached the door step by step.

She pushed open a door and saw blood on the ground. She became even more vigilant and found the bedroom with blood. She saw a woman lying on the sofa in the bedroom. She was covered in embarrassment and covered in scars.

"Sister?" Abao's pupils instantly doubled when he saw Tang Weixin's, and he was unbelievable.
Chapter completed!