Chapter 314: Hard-hearted, obsessed

"Azhuo! Where are you taking me? Let go! Ye Yanran shouted anxiously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Ran'er, don't ask so much! Get on the carriage! Qiu Hai pulled Ye Yanran to a carriage and lifted the roller curtain of the carriage.

Ye Yanran looked at the carriage in front of her, hesitated, looked at Qiu Hai and shook her head, "No, no, no!" Ah Zhuo, I can't get in the car, what do you have to say, let's go to the teahouse and say, okay? I'll be back to the hospital in a moment. ā€

Ye Yanran suddenly remembered Huang Fuchen, would he go to the hospital to find him in a while.

Across the road, in front of the jeweller's house.

The pair of red and cold angry eyes, staring directly at the door of the teahouse, two entangled men and women, a feeling of shame, sourness, and heartbreaking, filled their chests.

"Dashuai... Zheng Zhijun, who was following behind him, couldn't help but speak.

Adjutant Chen hurriedly glanced at Zheng Zhijun, but Zheng Zhijun didn't dare to say anything.

Adjutant Chen looked at Ye Yanran, who was entangled with Qiu Hai, and sighed in his heart.

The next moment, Huang Fuchen walked towards the two of them with a calm footsteps, like a swift wind.

"Ran'er, get in the car! Follow me to a place. Qiu Hai held Ye Yanran's hand tightly, he didn't dare to force Ye Yanran to get into the car, but he held the woman's hand tightly.

"What are you doing!! Huang Fuchen roared angrily, pointed at the two of them, and strode forward.

Ye Yanran and Qiu Hai looked over at the same time.

"Bang~~!" Caught off guard, a fist poured towards Qiu Hai, and the black mask was instantly punched into a recessed corner.

Qiu Hai let go of Ye Yanran's hand, stepped back neatly, and took off the mask on his face with his palm without hurrying.

Beneath the mask, a terrifying face appeared, and the crowd erupted in an uproar.

"Oh my God! How did this man look like this? ā€

"Looks like an outlaw." Many people who watched the excitement around him surrounded him not far away, pointing at Qiu Hai.

Ye Yanran looked at the burn scar on Qiu Hai's face, that time was at night, and he felt shocked when he didn't see it so clearly, but when he saw it in broad daylight, Ye Yanran couldn't help but cover his mouth all of a sudden, looking at the face that knocked people, and felt uncomfortable for him, which filled his heart.

Huang Fuchen's eyes were sharp and cold, and the burning scar on Huang Fuzhuo's face fell, and his cold gaze sank.

"Huang Fuchen! Do you see it, this is your revenge for me! Qiu Hai raised his palm and pointed to the burn scar on his face.

"Hehehe~~" Qiu Hai laughed madly and looked at everyone, "Have you seen it?" Am I scary? It's all thanks to my own big brother! ā€

The surrounding people let out a sigh again, and many people began to talk in a low voice, because Huang Fuchen was wearing a military uniform, and anyone could see that he was a well-known military master, and no one dared to point fingers at him.

Huang Fuchen stood still, his thin lips activated, "Ah Zhuo! Heishiling, you are in distress, I have sent someone to rescue you, the ins and outs of it have been clarified, it is not my Emperor Fuchen who harmed you, there are others! If you want to know, you can go back with me, I'll tell you. ā€

"No need!" Qiu Hai interrupted heavily, his eyes full of anger, "Trick me into going back?" A pawn at your mercy? Dream!! ā€

Qiu Hai's gaze fell on Ye Yanran.

At this moment, Ye Yanran covered the corners of her mouth, looked at the burnt scar on Qiu Hai's face, and burst into tears.

Huang Fuchen also looked at Ye Yanran, looking at the tears hanging from the corners of the woman's eyes, a heart seemed to have been split in half.

"However, I couldn't take you away today! But we still have a chance, I've been waiting for more than a year, and it's not bad for a few days. Qiu Haiyan said burningly.

Ye Yanran covered her mouth, crying, and kept shaking her head, "No... Ah Zhuo, come back, go back to Huangfu's house, grandma and Xiao Siran need you. ā€

Huang Fuchen listened, his eyes fell sharply to the eyes of the two, and his palms were clenched.

Qiu Hai took a step closer and pointed to the burn scar on his face, "Ran'er, do you dislike me?" I hate that I have such an ugly scar on my face. ā€

Ye Yanran shook her head again and again, and kept choking, "No! No! Azhuo, you know that I won't change my opinion of you because of your appearance, you are still the same Azhuo, come back! ā€

"Ran'er, I knew that you wouldn't dislike me, you would only feel sorry for me." Qiu Hai took another step closer and stretched out his arms.

"When my emperor Fuchen died?!! Huang Fuchen's angry voice blushed angrily, and he strode forward, pulled Ye Yanran over, and protected him behind him.

Ye Yanran's willow eyebrows were twisted, and she could feel the strength of the man's ruthless hand at her wrist, the kind of strength that was embedded in her flesh and blood.

Ye Yanran looked up at the man, the side face was as cold as frost, the woman's heart sank, like a stone sinking to the bottom, and a strong fear and fear filled her heart.

Qiu Hai looked at Ye Yanran being protected by Huang Fuchen, and his eyes shot coldly at Huang Fuchen, "Huang Fuchen!" She doesn't want to be with you at all! You're just going to push her! Hehe~~"

Qiu Hai sneered twice and turned around.

"Whoosh~~" Suddenly, two darts shot over.

Huang Fuchen's eyes were sharp, and he quickly protected Ye Yanran and flashed to the side.

Two darts hit a sugar target full of sugar gourds in the back.

Looking at it again, Qiu Hai had already gotten into the carriage and left quickly.

Huang Fuchen watched the carriage drift away, and knew very well in his heart that Qiu Hai would definitely make a comeback!

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The crowd of onlookers in the street began to disperse.

Huang Fuchen's afterglow swept over the woman behind him, his palm grabbed the woman's wrist, and suddenly let go.

Huang Fuchen strode towards the three-wheeled nephew car, his face cold.

Ye Yanran saw it, standing in place, inexplicably panicked in her heart, unspeakable panic.

Huang Fuchen got on the three-wheeled nephew and sat in front of the car, the car was parked and did not start for a long time.

Ye Yanran stood on the street, people coming and going, her face was pale, at this time, she clearly realized in her heart that she told Huang Fuchen today that she would go to the hospital, but when she came to the teahouse to see Ah Zhuo, he looked very angry now?

At this time, Adjutant Chen walked towards Ye Yanran and said in a harmonious voice, "Madam, please get in the car, don't let the handsome wait for a long time." ā€

Ye Yanran looked at Adjutant Chen, with a hesitant and tangled expression, "Adjutant Chen, isn't the marshal going to the barracks?" ā€

Adjutant Chen shook his head on his face, and asked in a deep voice, "Madam, do you think that in this situation, the marshal will still go to the barracks?" ā€

Hearing this, Ye Yanran frowned, and walked towards the three-wheeled nephew.

Ye Yanran raised her head coldly and looked at Huang Fuchen, that resolute and cold face, at a glance, it was black and sassy, and the eyes fell sharply in front of her, so cold and angry.

Ye Yanran shivered all over her body and got into the car.

The three-wheeled nephew entered the public concession, Ye Yanran kept her head down, she didn't dare to look at the man in front of her, after all, she deceived him.

At the gate of the mansion, the car stopped.

Huang Fuchen stepped over his long legs and got out of the car, Ye Yanran looked worried and followed from behind.

Ye Yanran watched the man in front of her quickly enter the mansion, and her heart was beating with trepidation, what did this man want to do?

Ye Yanran didn't know if Huang Fuchen would punish herself like before this time, but she knew that he must be angry, very angry.

Ye Yanran followed into the mansion.

Huang Fuchen walked quickly towards the second floor, and Ye Yanran followed.

The door to the study was pushed open by the man's palm, and he entered with a heavy foot.

Ye Yanran stood at the staircase on the second floor, looking at the long corridor, and watched Huang Fuchen walk into the study.

"Smack~~!" With a bang, the door of the study was slammed up by the man.

Ye Yanran was stunned and watched this scene quietly.

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In the study.

Huang Fuchen sat on the chair behind the desk, took out the brocade box behind him, and threw it on the desk.

The broad palms pulled out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit the cigarette butt, and sandwiched it between his fingers.

Smoke enveloped the man's copper-colored face, and his deep, cold eyes were stained with indescribable loneliness.

Behind him was a window, and the summer sun poured in, falling on the top of the man's head and back, outlining a layer of golden light.

The man's broad back is a little lonely, more lonely.

The smoke that rose up gradually changed into smoke and dust in the sunlight, and dispersed little by little.

Huang Fuchen's other palm opened the brocade box on the table, and the blue-purple pearl necklace fell into his palm.

His eyes are quiet, and his thin lips are pursed.

Yan'er, you make me so sad. A woman like a stone!! Heart of stone! My Emperor Fuchen treats you so well, you really miss him so much, do you really love him so much?

Huang Fuchen hung the necklace in his palm, looking at the full and glowing pearls, his eyes froze.

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Outside the door of the study, Ye Yanran looked at the closed door in front of her, and her heart was inexplicably empty.

She didn't know how Huang Fuchen was going to deal with his deception, so silent, silent, not talking, not angry, was it the tranquility before the storm?