The phone is connected.

The woman's voice, very polite, "Hey." Hello. ”

"Why did you block me?" The man got straight to the point, and his voice was low and cold, and it smashed directly into her ears from a distant country.

Xu Qingcheng stood in the cold wind, and all the grievances and anger he had just received were pressed by her, but his words were like a fire on the outlet, burning all at once.

"Why?" Xu Qingcheng sneered, "Fu Jingting, please tell Ye Wenhan that her rare man doesn't mean that I am also rare!" Whether you get married or not, I don't care about the relationship with every dime I have!! ”

She was so hoarse that she didn't even care that she was standing on the road.

But the night is deep and the people are quiet.

Occasionally, pedestrians pass by, but they only glance at her. Numb, he didn't even have an expression.

Her sentence "Her rare man doesn't mean I'm rare" slammed into Fu Jingting's ears.

The tremor made my eardrum hurt.

Fu Jingting's masseter muscles tightened, his whole face was cold, and he tried his best to suppress his temper so as not to explode on the spot.

But his sudden cold pressure still made Carl want to abandon his phone and run away, making Duan Heng want to run away quietly.

The two of them lowered their heads and listened to their ears, and the angry voice of the woman in the mobile phone receiver came out in wisps.

Fu Jingting walked back to the conference room, shook his hand and closed the door, isolated all sound leakage, and listened to her with a temper.

"Why, I was beaten up, and Miss Xu's glass heart was shattered into slag?!"

The low voice was full of mockery, and it smashed directly on Xu Qingcheng's head.

It was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on her head, and most of her angry flames were soaked with white gas.

briefly wondered why he knew.

Thinking about it again, Fu Sichen was here, and it didn't seem surprising to talk to him.

It's just that Xu Qingcheng's face was a little unbearable, and his heart was astringent for no reason.

Her glass heart cracked, if not shattered.

The arm was still bruised by the woman, Xu Qingcheng was stimulated by him to come back to his senses, and couldn't help but ask himself, when did the face become so important to her?

She closed her eyes and pushed back, "It's none of your business to break into slag." ”

The mouth is hard, but the voice is obviously calm.

Then without waiting for Fu Jingting to speak again, he pinched the phone.

There was a beep in the handset of the phone.

Fu Jingting: Damn!

He propped his palms on the table, his eyes were heavy, and his mind was constantly thinking about her being beaten and her teary eyes.

Fu Jingting actually knew in her heart that no matter how much she was wronged, she would roar like Fang Cai, with tears in her eyes, which did not exist.

But inexplicably, she always appeared in her tearful appearance in her mind, pitiful.

His face tensed, and he thought of what she had thrown at him.

Fu Jingting snorted coldly, it was not enough to strangle her, but it was almost there.

Not rare?!

Depend on!

……

As soon as Fu Sichen got home, he rushed to Zhong Wanxiu's side and wailed, "Mom......"

"Sit down!" Zhong Wanxiu scolded her, seeing that her daughter was not in a high mood, and asked her, "What's wrong?" ”

Fu Sichen glanced at her and knew that Uncle Feng's wife came to pick you up in person, I was afraid that my mother thought she was playing crazy outside.

She was hesitant to tell the truth, and she was afraid that her mother would have an opinion on the fairy sister, so her impression didn't seem to be very good.

Fu Sichen simply stuffed the gift box into Zhong Wanxiu's hand, "Mom, give you a New Year's Day gift." ”

"Yo, sensible."

"Oops, that must be sensible, you quickly take it apart and see if you like it." Fu Sichen urged Zhong Wanxiu to open it, "But I used my private money." ”

Zhong Wanxiu unpacked the package with a smile and touched her head, "Well, the vision is not bad." ”

She put it on her wrist and looked left and right. To be a mother, in fact, it doesn't have to be a good thing, it's enough for the child to have that kind of mind.