Fu Hanchuan wanted Su Xiang, but he didn't care whether she had ever had any of them with Qi Lingyang, but when he heard her sentence, he was so excited that he almost became crazy and even harder.

Su Xiang's heart was left with a shadow because of that incident, and he had no influence at all.

Both of them were involuntarily, and what Su Xiang had suffered was even more due to him. He was not qualified to mind. He had been feeling guilty. Now that he heard her say no, the hidden shadow in his heart disappeared in an instant.

He was even happier that Su Xiang was the only one with him from beginning to end, and he was the only one...

The man who was overwhelmed by ecstasy toss and turns, tirelessly, making trouble to death, making Su Xiang feel weak and weak, and in the end he didn't know how to fall asleep.

On this side, the wedding candles are in deep affection, while on the other side are clouds.

Mo Feitong escaped while drunk. Pei Xian temporarily returned to his apartment, but he did not go with Yan Ling. After the banquet, he asked the driver to send her back and came back alone.

The study room was pitch black, with only the light on the mobile phone screen.

The man sat in a leather chair and looked at the photos coming from Fu Ying's computer. A small range of white light was reflected on his face, and his face looked gloomy and cold.

In the photo, there is a little girl standing on the deck of a yacht, with a green island behind her. The little girl is wearing a white skirt with the corners of her skirt fluttering, and her smiling face feels lazy and comfortable.

The man's face became heavier and heavier, and his eyes seemed to be invisible.

After a while, just as the light on the mobile phone screen was about to dim, the man turned on the computer and opened a file with only signed "New Folder", which only collected a photo.

The woman in the photo is wearing a doctor's white coat and is taking a stretcher from an ambulance with others. A pregnant woman is lying on the stretcher.

Qiao Ying in the photo is not eye-catching. She only arrived at the hospital for a while and was an intern.

After Pei Xian broke up with Qiao Ying, he deleted all her photos. He thought he had deleted them cleanly, but he still left this one.

This is the first time Pei Xian has been looking for Qiao Ying.

At that time, Qiao Shen went to work in Fu and became Fu Hanchuan's special assistant. Because of her younger brother's work, Qiao Ying had the opportunity to recognize Fu Hanchuan, so she pursued him and gave him a knitted scarf, saying that she knitted it by herself.

Fu Hanchuan appreciated Qiao Shen, but he had no intention of that kind of thing about his family. He even thought that Qiao Ying had been involved in a beauty plan for his younger brother's work.

You should know that Qiao Shen, who had just graduated at that time, was able to pass five levels and six generals and join the Fu family, especially become a special assistant to the Fu family's heir. There were three top students who graduated from prestigious universities at the same time, one of whom was also graduated from the University of California.

Fu Hanchuan didn't want to affect his subordinates because of his private affairs. Pei Xian was free and went to find Fu Hanchuan. Fu Hanchuan asked Pei Xian to return the scarf that was delivered by express.

That year, they were twenty-six...

The weather in winter is cold and humid, but men are young and energetic. This coldness is nothing. They wear shirts and tie, wear a suit outside, and just add an extra tweed coat when walking outside.

Fu Hanchuan has already entered the Fu family and is also the king of racing. 6 Vicky is still pursuing her dream of dancing. The two occasionally quarreled, but they reconciled quickly.

Fu Hanchuan and 6 Vicky had another quarrel. Pei Xian heard a little gossip on the side of Mo Feitong. He didn't need to inherit the family business and just started to get involved in the film and television industry. He came to find Fu Hanchuan and wanted to get some investment from him.

Fu Hanchuan was in a bad mood, and Vicky hoped that he would not race the car anymore and sat on the chairs in the office building.

Pei Xian went into Fu Hanchuan's office and saw him dismantling a cardboard box, then grabbed a navy blue scarf from it. When the scarf was picked up, a card fell out.

The card happened to fall at Pei Xian's feet, and he picked it up.

"Qiao Ying? Who?" Pei Xian handed the card to Fu Hanchuan and looked at the scarf again, "Which fan of yours sent it?"

Although racers are no better than film and television stars and often receive various gifts, they also have many fans. Fu Hanchuan looks like that, and his title has many loyal fans. However, Fu Hanchuan uses another name when racing, just like a celebrity uses a stage name.

"Your fans also have scarves?" Pei Xian looked at the scarf with crooked stitches. He wore such a scarf and went on stage in a racing suit. He felt funny just by imagining it.

Fu Hanchuan had a cold face, stuffed the scarf into the box, threw it aside and said, "She is Qiao Shen's sister."

"Qiao Shen, is your assistant?"

Pei Xian had a little impression of the boy who had just arrived with a pretty face. He looked calm and a little clever.

"Why did his sister give you a scarf? Let you take care of her brother, or do you want to catch you?"

Pei Xian thought this sister was a bit funny. Is it helping or cheating him by bribing my younger brother's boss like this?

Fu Hanchuan was not in the mood to chat with Pei Xian, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Pei Xian walked to the sand and sat down. The cardboard box was lying in the corner, opening it. He picked up the scarf and said casually, "I fell in love with a novel and wanted to adapt it into a TV series, but it needed funds."

He looked at Fu Hanchuan as if he was a money printing machine.

The Pei family had money, but the Pei family was not interested in the film and television industry at that time and did not want to get involved. Pei Xian wanted to do his own business, so he could only connect with his own connections.

With a rich man like Fu Hanchuan, Pei Xian first thought of him.

Fu Hanchuan lit a cigarette, took a sip, and spit out the smoke, and there were two extremely cold words: "No money."

Of course Pei Xian didn't believe it, and said with a smile: "Not much, the prize money from your last event is enough."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him lightly, saw the scarf that Pei Xian was holding in his hand, and said, "Get back this scarf back and get this woman done."

Pei Xian agreed immediately, and thought of something and said, "Why don't you let Qiao Shen go back?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were faint and he said arrogantly: "Investment is not that easy." Why don't he do anything if he can instruct Pei Er Shao to work?

At that time, Fu Hanchuan's interest in inheriting the Fu family was far less enthusiastic than in the racing field. The assistants he liked were all those he thought he could work for him and find someone who could be convenient, so he could have more time to do his own things.

So, he didn't want to affect his men because of this scarf.

Pei Xian learned that Qiao Ying was a doctor in a public hospital, so he went to find someone with a scarf.

When he arrived at the hospital, he happened to see an ambulance parked in front of the building, and a group of people surrounded a pregnant woman. The woman howled loudly, looking very painful and did not cooperate with the medical staff.

From her howling, she could tell that her husband had cheated on her when she was pregnant. She didn't want to live anymore and wanted to die with the child.

Because of the pregnant woman's concern, several medical staff were helpless, but they saw a woman who was leaning behind and taking action suddenly walked up, grabbed the pregnant woman's shoulders, and pressed her down. Everyone took advantage of this time to lift the person out of the ambulance and send him to the emergency room.

Pei Xian’s first impression of Qiao Ying was that a woman who was not very good at knitting a scarf was very strong, with sharp and courageous eyes, and did not look like a doctor.

The memory was taken back from the past. He looked at the woman in the photo, turned on his phone again, and placed it in front of the display screen.

Two screens, one big and one small, two people, one big and one small, and the clear picture can also better see the similarity between the two people.

He felt even more shocked and slowly put down his cell phone, without any movement for a long time.

After a few minutes, the light on the computer display and mobile phone screen dimmed, and the study room was pitch black.

I don’t know how long this darkness lasted, but Pei Xian turned on the desk lamp.

He felt his brain thrust and thrust. In this thrust, he picked up a pen and wrote a few lines of words on the paper.

Qiao Ying.

Lian Liang.

First primary school.

Girls' clothing.

separate……

He stopped writing, and clicked at the lines of words, and the pen fell on the table.

The huge mystery made him want to find Mo Feitong or Fu Hanchuan immediately, wanting to know what was going on.

What does this little girl have to do with Lian Liang?

How much do they know, why didn't they tell him?

...

Su Xiang was woken up by the ringtone of her cell phone.

She moved, and the sore feeling surged up, and she hummed in discomfort.

The pain of being crushed all over her body has not been in a few years, and it is even more powerful than before. After she moved for a while, she didn't want to move again.

The ringtone continued, and Su Xiang shook her head, as if she wanted to block the annoying ringtone from her ear.

The man behind him also woke up, stretched out his arm from under the thin quilt, grabbed the cell phone on the bedside table, and hung up without even looking at it.

He hugged the woman again and leaned over her neck, with a few clear finger marks on her shoulders and kiss marks.

He glanced at him, very satisfied with his masterpiece, lowered his head and kissed him, and his hands under the quilt became unhonest again.

Su Xiang hummed and begged for mercy: "No more..."

Fu Hanchuan didn't expect to really torture her. He hadn't touched her for so long, and it was over the last night. He whispered: "I won't do it anymore."

He massaged her waist, and his delicate and smooth skin made him unable to let go, so he ran to the top and kneaded it.

The ringtone of the cell phone started to make a fuss again. Su Xiang frowned and finally opened her eyelids. She patted his hand, glanced at the shining screen and said, "It's your phone."

Fu Hanchuan had no choice but to stop and solve the annoying call first.

"Who is so ignorant?" he murmured, looking at the caller ID, answering the call with a bad face.

"Mo Lao San, you'd better give me a reason early in the morning!" If it weren't for the first day of the wedding, Fu Hanchuan would have sweared and cursed.

May Feitong listened to the roar on the other end. If it were his usual words, he would tease me like "Why are you so angry?" But at this moment... he turned his head and glanced at the man sitting on the sand with a face of the King of Hell, and said to his cell phone: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Pei Er is here with me."

His voice was low, and he could hear the embarrassment through the receiver. Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, his anger subsided and said, "Come here later."

He hung up the phone, put his cell phone back to the head of the bed, lifted the quilt and got up.

Su Xiang opened her eyelids and looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Fu Hanchuan took the clothes from the closet. He turned around, possessed Su Xiang's lips and kissed him, "It's okay, keep sleeping, I'll go back."

Is it true in the manor?

Mo Feitong looked at Pei Xian with a depressed look on his face.
To be continued...