Chapter 1 Forget Everything

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The summer rain always comes violently and suddenly, and you can feel the branches shaking through the window, which has a kind of devastating power.

Fu Zhixia stood a little cramped, and for the first time in three months, she entered this room. She looked up at the bathroom next to her, the sound of the water was hidden in the pouring rain, and the man's long and well-proportioned figure could be faintly seen through the glass. Her face was hot, and she quickly looked away at the dark night outside the window.

The night was as heavy as her heart.

A flash of lightning flashed, and the black night was cut by the strong light, Fu Zhixia was so startled by the ensuing thunder that he covered his ears, squatted down and curled up into a ball.

She was afraid of thunder.

I'm scared.

A burst of thunder finally passed, Fu Zhixia slowly raised her head, and when she touched the cold gaze, her whole body shook slightly.

Sure enough, she got up, and the man's charming and hoarse voice came clearly in the rain.

"Why? Someone like you knows to be afraid, huh?"

He opened the lighter box with a "snap", and the beautiful little flames flickered in the faint light, and the movements were leisurely and lazy, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was clearly visible mockery and ridicule.

"......" Fu Zhixia opened his mouth, what he wanted to say was swallowed in the end, what is there to explain? In Huo Shaoting's heart, in everyone's hearts, she is synonymous with viciousness.

"If you want to play any poor and weak role in front of me, then you are really miscalculated. Fu Zhixia," his voice paused, he took a long puff of cigarette, and his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "You should know who I Huo Shaoting is, and I know very well why I married you." ”

"Yes, I know. Fu Zhixia lowered his eyes, he was reluctant to meet his gaze, he was so arrogant at any time, especially when facing her.

"You know?" the man sneered, "but you say, haven't you forgotten everything?"

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Huo coming to me?" Fu Zhixia clenched her palms, she didn't want to look directly into his indifferent and mocking eyes, and she didn't want to continue his topic.

It's just that he didn't seem to give up, and said with a chuckle: "I heard that the Fu family treats you well, and Mrs. Fu treats you as if you were her own." You have all the books and languages, and the Fu family is cultivating celebrities like Fu Shuyu to cultivate you together. ”

"Who would have thought that this woman, who was like a daughter, would be a wolf in sheep's clothing, Fu Shuyu has been unconscious in bed, and you have forgotten everything. Fu Zhixia, you say, this is forgotten, is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

Fu Zhixia could understand the sarcasm in his words, she clenched her palms, just looking at the golden trim of his black pajamas, and her mind was tumbling.

"Leaving Jincheng, leaving the Fu family, and losing memories are all good things. This is Haicheng, and it is better than staying in Jincheng to accept the Qianfu. Do you say so?"

Huo Shaoting flicked the cigarette in his hand lightly, and took a step closer to her, and the panic in his heart made Fu Zhixia can't help but retreat quickly. With her hand against the cold wall, she was forced to look into his inky black pupils, and saw herself inside, pale, flustered, and helpless.

"I don't care if Fu Shuyu is dead or alive, whether your amnesia is true or not, and it doesn't matter how much you like me. You entered the door of the Huo family, I want you, but it's just a transaction. If you think too much, think crookedly......"

"Mr. Huo hasn't gotten to the point yet. Fu Zhixia couldn't look at such a cramped gaze, lowered his head and looked at the brown vine pattern of the carpet, and his nails gradually pinched into his palms.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and she reckoned that it was her interrupting voice that had upset the man.

"Pell is coming tomorrow. He let go of the fingers that clasped her chin and snuffed out the cigarette in the crystal ashtray, "If anything slips up her sleeve...... Fu Zhixia, I, Huo Shaoting, are not bluffing. ”

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