He said that he was going out for a walk, but he only bypassed a long corridor entwined with vines, and only a few steps to the right on the path paved with five-colored stones, when he heard a "bang", apparently some porcelain was smashed.

There was an angry roar in the room, but it was not clear from a certain distance, but the soaring anger was comparable to the sun. Fu Zhixia looked at the house in front of him, it was an independent small building, hidden in the cascading green shade, revealing a little small and chic.

"I'll take a look. Xue Ning, you accompany Zhixia. ”

Lu Ning's steps were a little anxious, although this was the case, but the appearance of carrying the skirt was still very elegant.

"Shao Ting, he ......" Lu Xue Ning sighed and turned around, "His temperament is not easy to get along with, right?"

"It's fine. After all, there is not much time and opportunity to get along, and I pray that there will be no such opportunities as much as possible, Fu Zhixia was silent in his heart.

Lu Xue looked at her steadily, she seemed to answer her questions so casually. I heard that she had amnesia, and she couldn't remember everything before. Unexpectedly, Huo Shaoting brought her back to Haicheng.

She knew in her heart that in Huo Shaoting's heart, such a woman would not have much weight. It's just that remembering that she used means to take away Huo Shaoting that year, and succeeded, her heart was still like a long thorn slowly inserted.

Originally, if it was successful, the person standing next to Huo Shaoting now was not her Lu Xuening?

No matter how much he resented her, the position was hers. After a long time, he will know how good she is, and he will understand that she will do anything for him.

He is a businessman who grew up in a large family, and understands that interests are more important than everything, and if he can still have a child, then the relationship between husband and wife will be more stable.

For him, she can give up Lu Ning. Only now, she has no chance.

Lu Xuening looked gloomily at the location of Shuyin Xiaolou, needless to say, she also knew that Huo Xiuyuan and Huo Shaoting quarreled again, probably because of Lu Ning. From the moment she knew her relationship with Lu Ning, Huo Shaoting no longer had a place for her in his heart.

He didn't seem to even want to glance at her anymore.

There was a dull pain in her heart, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, she realized that she wanted to go far and relieved herself, but found that Fu Zhixia, who was originally standing beside her, was gone.

She is quite bold, and the first time she enters the old mansion, she walks around at will, is this really taking herself as the master?

Lu Xuening had a breath of anger in her heart, and searched her location everywhere, but saw a pale blue figure in front of the swimming pool, walking towards a golden silk vine flower low door in front of her.

Fu Zhixia stretched out his hand to hold the low door, and Lu Xuening was about to open her mouth to drink her, but she stopped in time.

In the next second, she saw Fu Zhixia easily push open the door and walk in slowly.

Lu Xuening stood like this for a few seconds, then turned around and walked to the kitchen, she knew all his preferences, but she didn't know if he would stay in the old mansion to eat tonight. If he was lucky enough to stay, would he feel the slightest bit of her thoughts?

Fu Zhixia was attracted by such a taste.

I can't describe the feeling, but the fragrance that comes with the wind is very wonderful, so wonderful that she seems familiar with it and wants to explore it.

Pushing open the low door, you will see a large area of shrubs, and you can see the purple flowers dotted with stars, which are not gorgeous, but they are really elegant. Especially such a fragrance......

Gently pluck a flower and place it on the tip of your nose. Fu Zhixia closed her eyes, although it was the scorching sun, she was unwilling to leave in such a fragrance.

Warm, peaceful, and unprecedentedly stable.

She felt a dense pain in her temples, and the world around her was as quiet as a cloud that was so thick that it looked soft, but there was not a trace of gaps.

Fu Zhixia unconsciously clenched her palms, the flowers in her hands had been pinched and deformed, she was reluctant to open her eyes, the sharp pain seemed to pierce the skull, and she felt that something was slowly flowing into the ......