Fu Tingxiao sat at the delicate pear blossom wood desk, and just a few minutes ago, Zhou Anqian handed the tablet in front of him, and the page was enlarged and bold news headlines----

Wei Changze's new girlfriend exposed!

Fu Tingxiao didn't bother to pay attention to these gossips, but when his cold gaze quickly skimmed the page, he saw a familiar figure.

The sword eyebrows tightened a little, the thin lips were pursed, and the bottomless eyes were surging with undercurrents.

Zhou Anqian's eyes always carefully observed Fu Tingxiao's expression, but after a few minutes, his mood didn't seem to fluctuate.

A pair of apricot eyes shallow like waves, Zhou Anqian moved his steps, walked around the table and came behind Fu Tingxiao.

"Thunder Owl, the relationship between Wei Changze and Wen Soft is not ordinary, I heard that Wen Soft finally got out under the protection of Wei Changze. ”

tentatively put his white and tender fingers on Fu Tingxiao's broad shoulders, Zhou Anqian's red lips were slightly raised, and the hand seemed to be weak and boneless, and lightly climbed Fu Tingxiao's neck, and his lips moved to his ear, and he whispered ambiguously, "Tingxiao, after this project, let's start again, okay?"

Just when Zhou Anqian thought that he was finally going to succeed, Fu Tingxiao suddenly raised his hand, and his rough palm with cold eyes pushed her hand away mercilessly.

"Thunderbolt?"

Fu Tingxiao stood up, leaned over and picked up the coat that was put aside, glanced at her with cold eyes, and his tone was as indifferent as ice, "Assistant Zhou, remember your current identity." ”

Throwing down these words, Fu Tingxiao walked straight out of the office, and the heavy wooden door was slammed shut.

"Thunder, Thunder!"

The charming voice just now became much more urgent, and when the door closed, Zhou An closed his eyes and raised his head and let out a long sigh.

The thin heels kicked hard against the sofa beside him, his eyelids trembling with anger, his hands hanging by his side were clenched tightly, and he let out a low roar of gritted teeth, "Soft!"

Yu Changfeng saw Fu Tingxiao walking out of the office with a cold face, and his eyes flashed with astonishment, "Mr. Fu, the time of the press conference is ......."

"You're here for me. Before the words fell, Fu Tingxiao had already stepped into the elevator with a gloomy face.

When Fu Tingxiao stepped into Fu's house, Fu's mother was teasing her grandson with a toy in the living room downstairs, and when she heard the sound, she raised her eyes and saw Fu Tingxiao, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Why are you back?

"Gentleness?" Sweeping his heavy gaze in the huge living room, Fu Tingxiao skipped his mother's question and asked coldly.

Mother Fu sneered and said disdainfully: "Where else can that blind man go......

Before the words fell, Fu Tingxiao had already gone upstairs.

Wen Ruan sat at the table alone, with the piano score given to her by Wu's mother in front of her, touching the bump marks on it with her fingers, Wen Ruan's eyelashes trembled slightly, thinking of the baby who had not been seen for several hours, a sour feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.

When Fu Tingxiao pushed the door and entered, he saw a scene of soft tears, a touch of gloom in his eyes, and he said sharply: "In my Fu family, you were wronged like this?"

"I ......"

Fu Tingxiao didn't give Wen Rou any chance to explain, grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed.

Falling heavily, her soft and smooth long hair was scattered like numbness, her waist seemed to be broken, her thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and soft tears fell, she struggled to sit up, but she was pressed under Fu Tingxiao.

His hands and feet were completely imprisoned, unable to move at all, and his snort was instantly filled with the unique cold aura of Fu Tingxiao's body.

The lip flap was rudely gagged, and the soft arm was pressed against Fu Tingxiao's chest, and a low whimper kept coming out of his throat.

The breath was long, and when the gentleness continued to suffocate, Fu Tingxiao was finally willing to let her go.

The tear-stained little face immediately turned to the side, gently and stubbornly biting the slightly pale lip, and the shoulders were constantly shaking.

Fu Tingxiao didn't give her much respite, and with the sound of the fabric being torn, Fu Tingxiao's thin lips were pressed up again.

I don't know how long it took, but the torture finally stopped.

The broken hair has been wet with sweat, casually sticking to the crimson face, Wen Rou is still leaning on Fu Tingxiao's arms, the warm breath sprayed when he breathes lingers in his ears, and the scorching body temperature stimulates Wen Rou's sensitive nerves all the time.

But now she was soft but couldn't care about this, her face was pale, and fine beads of sweat were rising from the corners of her forehead.

Pain......

Piercing pain......

This was the only thought in Wen Soft's heart before she completely lost consciousness, and after that, her clear spring-like eyes closed and Wen Rou completely fainted.

When Wen Rou woke up again, she vaguely smelled a smell of disinfectant water, and she touched her side, but there was a sudden stinging pain on the back of her hand.

"Be careful, you're getting an infusion, don't move this hand. A gentle female voice came, soft and stunned, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"I am the doctor invited by Mr. Fu," the doctor gently held her soft hand, gently helped her up, so that she could half sit on the bed, and after doing this, he carefully adjusted the speed of the infusion.

Wen Rou recalled what had happened before she fainted, and her cheeks were a little crimson again.

"Pay attention when you exercise in the future, it's not good to hurt yourself if it's too intense like today, right?"

His cheeks were almost dripping with blood, and Wen Rou continued to bury his head, looking like an ostrich at the moment.

Before leaving, the doctor gave another serious admonition, and Wen Rou had no other way but to nod his head hard.

After the doctor left, Wen Rou finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her slender fingers still clutched the quilt under her.

But at this moment, the familiar sound of footsteps suddenly came from far and near.

Wen Soft rushed to lie down on the bed again before Fu Tingxiao entered the door, and by the time the footsteps stopped at the bedside, she had adjusted her breathing.

Fu Tingxiao's dark eyes stared at Wen Rou, her messy hair was scattered, there was almost no blood on her face, only her cheeks were a little weirdly red, her breathing was very shallow, but if she was careful, you would find that her curly eyelashes seemed to be trembling slightly because of nervousness.

"Awake?" Fu Tingxiao's voice was deep, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes.

Wen Rou knew that she couldn't hide Fu Tingxiao, so she simply opened her eyes and sat half-on the bed with her body propped up, she could tell from the voice that Fu Tingxiao was on the left side of the bed, but she looked straight ahead.

"Water. Fu Tingxiao sat down on the edge of the bed, handed the bronzed glass cup to Wen Rou, and the words were rarely warm.

Wen Rou subconsciously tilted his head to the other side, and bit his white lips with his teeth.

For a moment, the air in the room fell into freezing.