Qianyu immediately stood up and walked to Fu Chi's side, his cool and handsome face was unwavering.

"You need to think about the consequences, if it's really your cousin, and she didn't destroy the evidence, the purpose is not obvious?"

Berwyn looked at the slender back of the man in front of him and said.

Fu family, how many stupid ones are there?

This is forcing Fu Chi to do something, according to the Fu family's family rules, once Fu Chi loses control of his emotions and does something, then, that convenience has nothing to do with him.

Fu Chi's footsteps never stopped.

The empty voice spread into the night.

"Then it's all ruined."

Berwyn was stunned.

After a moment, he laughed out loud.

That's right, what did Fu Chi care about besides his little girlfriend?

……

The sky was dark and oppressive, and the dark clouds were continuous, covering the last rays of light, and it seemed to sink into people's hearts.

Inside the huge office.

The woman sat in a chair and looked at the picture frame in her hand with her legs folded.

In the photo, the beautiful boy is lying in the closet, his hands and feet are tied, his eyes are not focused, and there is no half of light, but it forms a different and extreme beauty.

It's like a beautiful and delicate doll in a shop window.

Fu Yuwen stared at the boy above, and the obsession in her eyes was not concealed at all.

Fu Chi......

Fu Chi......

He was supposed to be hers......

Bang –

With a loud bang, the door in the office was slammed open, the hard door panel was forcibly split, and the whole space echoed with a terrifying loud noise.

Fu Yuwen didn't have any surprise on her face, she buckled the photo frame in her hand on the table.

Side-eyed.

Seeing a black figure standing at the door, he slowly withdrew his hand, the eyes were extremely cold, like a lump of iron, impersonal.

Behind him, the man walked in slowly with long legs.

With each step, the crisp sound reverberates infinitely in the silence of the night.

Fu Yu's pupils flashed, and she sat up slightly straighter.

Look at the man.

As always, he amazed all beings.

Fu Chi was still wearing the simplest white shirt and black trousers, and his body was stained with blood and scarlet on his white shirt.

In his slender and beautiful hand, he played with a small scalpel as thin as a cicada's wings.

It's like coming from purgatory.

He walked in front of Fu Yuwen and sat opposite her, and the distance between the two was only one meter.

At such a close distance, she could clearly feel the aurax of the man.

"Waiting for me?" Fu Chi spoke slowly, his eyes lowered, and his fingertips swept lightly over the blade, as if to test its sharpness.

Fu Yuwen pursed her lips and didn't speak.

"How do you know?" His tone was very light, as if he were just an empty shell.

Today, it's 100% certain.

It's Fu Yuwen.

And this woman has no intention of hiding this matter at all.

Fu Yuwen laughed softly and stared at him with a pair of eyes: "What are you talking about?" ”

Shout!

A cold white light flew from directly in front of her, passing the side of her cheek, where her hair had been cut off and scattered to the ground.

The knife is deeply embedded in the wooden bookcase at the back.

There was a screeching sound.

Fu Yu's sitting posture was slightly stiff, and there was a sharp and burning pain in her cheeks.

She raised her hand and touched it.

I felt a wet and sticky, scarlet patch into my eyes.

Her face changed suddenly, she lost her blood, and the pain gradually increased.