Tang Luoran's head was stunned, and he soon realized what Fu Zichen was talking about, the zipper of her clothes seemed to have been torn by Zhang Rong's salty pig hand just now, if Fu Zichen let her down now, she would be photographed by the media as a disheveled Tang Luoran!

Outsiders don't know that she Tang Luoran is Fu Zichen's wife who has been married for five years, but what about the people of the Fu family?

Thinking about the Fu family's family banquet that was like a criticism conference every time, Tang Luoran felt anxious in his heart.

When Fu Zichen walked all the way with her in his arms, he whispered endlessly.

"Didn't you say that Fu Zichen had already reunited with Yin Zi, and who was this woman who suddenly ran out?" The crowd of onlookers was divided, and the exclamations suddenly began from all around.

Another woman stepped forward and followed everyone's gaze into the distance, "How do I feel like I've seen that woman?" Yes! I remembered that once when I went to the world for a consultation, it seemed that she was the one who received me! But it's really strange, one is a doctor who sees the truth, and the other is a Jiangcheng Dashao who calls for wind and rain, and he can't beat the eight poles......"

"Who knows, I guess it was adopted! A high-ranking and powerful man like Mr. Fu can only be worthy of a woman with a beautiful figure and a wealthy family like Yin Zi...... What kind of green onion is this surnamed Tang......"

The gossip became louder and louder, Tang Luoran's heart ached, his thin shoulders couldn't help but tremble, the fingers around Fu Zichen's neck gradually clenched, and a circle of mist formed in his gloomy eyes.

"Fu Zichen! What are you doing! Hurry up and put Tang Luoran down! At this moment, Zheng Xiaoying jumped out of the crowd without knowing where to go, and after shouting, she rushed quickly to Fu Zichen's rear.

As soon as he heard Zheng Xiaoying's rather domineering shout, Tang Luoran's heart tightened suddenly, and he looked back-

Before Zheng Xiaoying approached Fu Zichen, she was stopped by two burly black-clothed bodyguards, and her body like a copper wall locked Zheng Xiaoying firmly, no matter how Zheng Xiaoying pushed, the two in front of her were unmoved.

"And there is no royal law! Fu Zichen, have you ever asked Tang Luoran if she wants to follow you! You are called robbing a woman of a good family! Going to jail! Believe it or not, I'll sue you! Can you be lawless with money? ”

Zheng Xiaoying didn't know what was going on, she was just circling around in a group of rich boys, and when she heard the commotion outside, she came out with the crowd to take a look, but she didn't expect to happen to bump into the scene where Fu Zichen forcibly picked up Tang Luoran.

Coupled with the rumors in her ears, the hot-tempered Zheng Xiaoying naturally couldn't bear it.

"Xiaoying!" Tang Luoran's breathing suddenly became short, for fear that Fu Zichen would really be annoyed by Zheng Xiaoying's words, and I am afraid that the entire Zheng family will be unlucky at that time.

What Tang Luoran didn't expect was that Fu Zichen's dark eyes were thin, even if he was still holding her in his arms, who was not thin, his steady pace was not affected at all.

"Wang Fa? In Jiangcheng, I am Wang Fa, if you want to sue me, Fu is waiting at any time. Fu Zichen didn't look back, strode towards the black Brady that had already been parked on the lawn, and his cold voice fell behind him.

The crowd on the shocked lawn couldn't help but speak, and Zheng Xiaoying was indignant.

was thrown in the back seat of a Rolls-Royce like garbage, and before Tang Luoran could straighten up, Fu Zichen bent down and sat beside her, and then pulled the car door with a 'bang'.

Tang Luoran breathed a sigh of relief, and then the Rolls-Royce galloped away like an arrow off the string, leaving behind a group of reporters who were just about to catch up.

The Rolls-Royce drove extremely fast, Tang Luoran didn't sit down several times, and her body was crooked and twisted by inertia, but she didn't dare to be too big, and if she didn't pay attention to it, she would touch Fu Zichen.

She could only use her slender five fingers to grasp the seat under her, and almost tore off a piece of real cowhide from the cushion.

Fu Zichen didn't speak, the atmosphere in the huge carriage was stagnant and tense, the tip of his nose sniffed the refreshing orchid fragrance emanating from the woman next to him, and his brows furrowed fiercely.

"Sir, where are you going?" The middle-aged driver in the driver's seat asked Fu Zichen.

"World Trade Building!" The thin lips opened, and Fu Zichen's face was not shocked.

Tang Luoran was stunned, and subconsciously turned his head and said, "Why do you want to go there?" ”

The International Trade Building is an industry owned by Fu's, the two underground floors are large supermarkets, and the seven floors above ground are mainly engaged in clothing and food, and now it is half past eight in the night in Jiangcheng, why did Fu Zichen suddenly take her there?

However, Tang Luoran's questioning was only exchanged for Fu Zichen's silence.

Fu Zichen didn't answer, his expression was indifferent, he took out the cigarette case on his body, lit it with a 'click', and the blue flame ignited, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist from his thin lips.

Tang Luoran's heart tightened suddenly, and he didn't continue to ask.

Fu Zichen has always been like this, he rarely talks to her, he may answer a few words simply when he is happy, and ignore her directly when he is unhappy.

Over the years, she should have gotten used to it.

The car stopped at the International Trade Building, Fu Zichen pinched his cigarette butt and made a phone call to go out, and after a while, several people came out of the International Trade Building, led by a commercial building manager in a neat suit.

Behind the manager are several female saleswomen in professional suits, carrying several expensive bags in their hands.

"Mr. Fu, according to your request, several pieces of clothing have been prepared, who are you going to wear them to......"

The manager's eyes looked inside the car, and finally fell on Tang Luoran.

"Zichen ......" Tang Luoran understood the purpose of Fu Zichen bringing her to the International Trade Building.