"No, I don't. Fu Jingting refused, and wanted to get back the car keys, but Tang Kejia staggered sideways, she reached out and pulled him, "You hurry up." ”

Fu Jingting's temper came up a little, he was already impatient, and after Tang Kejia took the key, his temper couldn't be suppressed, he grabbed the woman's arm, "Give me the key." ”

The voice was cold and deep, and his eyes slashed straight through with cold light like a blade, and his temper pressed under the root of his tongue, as if he could ignite a little spark.

Tang Kejia pursed his lower lip, and there was a moment of loss in his eyes, in the end, the car keys were returned to him.

Fu Jingting took the car key and walked out, not caring about Tang Kejia's loss of face at all, he had no patience for irrelevant women.

Fu Pingxiu frowned slightly, and he asked Zhou Qian to follow.

The two got into the car, Fu Jingting called several times in a row, but Xu Tingcheng didn't answer, and then he simply called Yu Sheng, knowing that she went to the South Gate project, "I'm also rushing over there, something happened." ”

Yu Sheng was in a hurry, and before he finished speaking, he pinched the phone.

Fu Jingting's fingers were propped on the corners of his forehead, his face was dark, and he glanced at Zhou Qian, "Big brother, has the Ye family's project in Jincheng been removed?"

"Not yet. Zhou Qian has told the truth, "But the program has come to the end, and it is a sure thing to pull it out, and Ye Chengnian has no ability to fight back." ”

The fingers suddenly tightened, and the tense green tendons on the man's temples came out, "He didn't, but Fu Minghui did." ”

Zhou Qian didn't speak, and drove the car fast.

When Fu Jingting arrived, he saw Xu Qingcheng from a distance, she was standing there with her mobile phone on the phone, and her voice was calm and orderly to call the police, asking for public security assistance.

The chaos of the scene contrasted sharply with her orderliness, but in the midday sun, her face was bloodless.

Fu Jingting took a few steps over and reached out to hold her in his arms.

Xu Tingcheng just hung up the phone, and when she looked up at him, her eyes were dripping, her lips squirmed, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything after all.

Zhou Qian looked at the troublemaker, his eyes were lowered, and he whispered to Fu Jingting, "The situation is wrong." ”

"You deal with it, I'll take her away first. ”

Fu Jingting hugged Xu Qingcheng and wanted to go out, but the woman's footsteps were staring at the same place, she didn't leave, how could she go in this chaotic situation.

"You don't have a better way to deal with it here, didn't you call the police, Zhou Qian helped you coordinate the scene. Fu Jingting gave a strong order, and the person was taken into the car by him, Xu Qingcheng subconsciously looked around, but he didn't see the man again.

The car drove out, Ye Tinghong stared at the car she left, the man reached out and poked his side face, and was slapped by her, and he still feels pain.

The man chuckled, reached out and pressed again.

He returned, and even though she had never left a room between the two, he could not allow her to turn a blind eye to him.

Pain is always better than numbness.

The man's eyes swept towards Zhou Qian, who was standing in the crowd, he frowned, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, the steering wheel was beaten, and Ye Tinghong also drove away.

He has been with her for many years, and even if Ye Tinghong is not confident to the point of blindness, he can't understand how Xu Tingcheng could fall in love with another man in a short period of time.

At most, it's just to take what you need.

Taking what he needs from this point alone makes him jealous to the point of madness, Xu Tingcheng is the fragrance of memory to habit for Ye Tinghong, it is a fatal temptation, she is the poppy he put in his heart and soaked in blood, it is a poison, and he can't quit if he gets it.

But she could easily quit him, throw him away, and show no mercy.

If that man loved her a lot, no, even if he loved her, he never thought of letting go, not to mention that Fu Jingting still had a lot of calculations.

Ye Tinghong moved his arm, he took off the black coat on his body, the white shirt was crimson, and he didn't know what was cut when he came out to protect her, and he didn't even notice the pain.