Dragon City Hotel.

After a wedding farce, the guests left in twos and threes, but the reporters were invited into the ballroom.

Seeing Fu Mochuan coming over, Xie Mingzhu hurriedly grabbed him.

"Ah Chuan, what are you doing, Mom warned you not to do anything else."

She was angry and anxious, Fu Mochuan took An Qing away at the wedding, she had to explain to her relatives and friends, but also to appease Fu Zhensheng, and finally stabilized the situation, and saw Cheng Yuan summoning reporters, so she secretly turned back.

"Your dad is very angry, and I can't persuade you, for the sake of that woman, you really don't care about anything!" She was both angry and disappointed, and her heart was full of resentment towards An Qing: "What are you going to say when you call the reporters?" No, go back quickly, I'll tell them that it's that woman who seduced you. ”

Fu Mochuan gently pulled her palm open, and lightly ordered: "Send Mrs. Fu out." ”

"Fu Mochuan, do you have to turn your face for that woman and your mother?" Xie Mingzhu had a very bad premonition in her heart, she was so anxious that she screamed: "Don't forget, she is already with Wei Nian, I'm sorry for a long time, they came together at today's wedding, maybe they have already discussed it, deliberately embarrassing you, they must have a trick, they won't just stop like this, wake up, for this vixen, you want to be the enemy of the whole world?" ”

Fu Mochuan ignored her and walked into the banquet hall without hesitation.

The reporters were already on standby, and he walked straight to the podium, the flash mixed with the sound of the shutter, reflecting the three-dimensional and deep contours of his face.

"I just want to clarify one thing at today's press conference, I and Fan Luowei have not registered their marriage, so there is no one who destroys my family, it is all my fault, it is me who hurt two women, so please be merciful and don't bring them more harm."

His calm words were like an atomic bomb, and the reporters were boiling.

"Mr. Fu, do you mean that you split your legs and dated An Qing while proposing to Fan Luowei?"

They can be regarded as giving Fu Mochuan face, and the words are relatively civilized, and they don't ask ugly words.

Fu Mochuan's face was calm, and his deep dark eyes looked at the audience, as if he was just stating the facts.

"Van Lowe is a good girl, I really want to be in a relationship with her, but I don't deserve her, so we have agreed to break up, and I wish her to find someone better than me."

No matter how high-sounding he is, he can't hide the fact that Fan Luowei was dumped, so he didn't wait for the reporter to ask, and looked at the audience with sharp eyes, word by word.

"Originally, this is my private matter, and I don't need to explain it to anyone, but there are always some people who like to spread false rumors and criticize other people's lives righteously, An Qing is the woman I have loved deeply, we separated because of a misunderstanding a few years ago, but I found that I couldn't let go of her, so I took the initiative to pursue her again, you can say that I was bothered to say that I was abusive, I admit it, but she is innocent, I provoked her before the last relationship was completely sorted out, she didn't know in advance, The purpose of my press conference is to get everyone to help convey that all the infamy is coming at me, and if anyone throws dirty water on her, I will not sit idly by! ”

The sonorous and powerful words, coupled with the man's firm and domineering eyes, spread at the speed of light on the Internet, interpreting this wealthy love triangle in full swing.

The Internet is no longer a one-sided accusation, and the press conference for Fu Mochuan is divided into two factions, one group supports him, thinks that he is a man enough, has responsibility, and praises him and An Qing's love, and the other group is endless abuse, saying that he abandoned Fan Luowei for his own desires, no matter how affectionate he pretended, in fact, it was the most ruthless.

Fu Mochuan's scumbag hat is solid, but he shares part of the infamy, and An Qing's pressure is indeed a lot less.

Longding Bay.

When Fu Mochuan came back again, it was already hours later.

The living room was quiet and the huge room was empty.

Through the open door of the bedroom, he saw An Qing standing in the corner of the balcony, holding the glass guardrail, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and her slender figure seemed to dissolve into the blue sky in the next second.

His heart tightened, and he instinctively rushed over, grabbed her thin waist, and ripped her off the guardrail.

"Who allowed you to stand here!"

An Qing turned her face and looked at him expressionlessly, the wind dancing her long hair, blowing all over her face.

Fu Mochuan dragged her into the bedroom with a handsome face, feeling that her hands were as cold as ice cubes, and she was cold all over her body, and she didn't know how long she had been standing outside.

He threw her onto the big bed angrily, and An Qing staggered to her feet, she frowned, as if she was enduring some pain.

"What, afraid I'll jump?" The next second, she smiled, and her voice was very faint: "No, there are still things in this world that I can't let go." ”

Fu Mochuan's heart twitched, thinking that An Xin had said before that after the child had a miscarriage, An Qing had committed suicide.

He was indeed very angry, angry at her waywardness. moves, always makes their own decisions, and makes things unavoidable.

Back then, before she left, if she had discussed him beforehand, the two would not have come to this point.

Today, she chose the stupidest method, which also caught him off guard.

And those agitated. The love photos are all intimate photos of the two, and it is clear that she has a heart, but she is stealing every time the two meet. Shooting, thinking that her approach to him was all out of premeditation, Fu Mochuan was angry.

He suddenly understood, no wonder An Xin told him that no matter what An Qing did, he was not qualified to blame her.

He took a deep breath and swallowed it raw.

Angry, it is undeniable that when she jumped out of the crowd and said to him, "You are responsible for me", he felt an indescribable relief.

A sense of ease to let go of all your baggage.

That's it, so be it.

An Qing sat up straight at the head of the bed, her slender legs stretched, she was still wearing a long black dress, Fu Mochuan turned his eyes slightly, and saw her red and swollen ankles exposed outside the corners of the skirt.

In the past, An Qing would laugh, cry and be coquettish, but in the past three years, she has learned to forbear, Fu Mochuan remembered in a trance that after the reunion, she even cried silently.

He was silent for a moment, left the bedroom without saying a word, and when he came in again, he had an extra bottle of mineral water in his hand.

"I don't have anything at home, so let's use this first."

He sat down on the side of the bed, propped up An Qing's calves, and carefully applied the iced water bottle to it.

An Qing shivered coldly, Fu Mochuan pinched her legs, she didn't struggle, let him hold it, his eyes looked at the man, his face was still ugly, his eyebrows were tightly twisted, and he was obviously angry, but his movements and behaviors were very different.

Maybe it's because after being separated for a long time, she finds that she can't understand this man more and more.

"Why?" "Why do you say that to journalists?" she asked. ”

How good it was to her as hard as before, why did you suddenly have to be so nice to her.

She really didn't expect him to clarify for her and take all the notoriety alone.

Fu Mochuan squeezed her palm tightly, and An Qing frowned slightly in pain.

"What about you? You really can't bear me and want me to be responsible? ”

"Just take me as revenge, why should I be so miserable alone, you are all happy." An Qing lowered her eyelashes.

Fu Mochuan's hand tightened again, and he looked at her heavily.

"So it's not like you really can't let me go, it's just your revenge."

He waited for a long time before he heard An Qing's quiet voice.

"Of course, could it be that I still love you? There are so many women in the world, why do you want to find Fan Luowei, you know her relationship with me, she and her mother have hurt us so badly, you still have to be with her, do you think I will be with the man she likes, don't say that you have been used by her, even if she has touched it or seen something, I feel disgusting! ”

Fu Mochuan's fingers tightened, and the mineral water bottle ran over her feet and neck.

An Qing snorted in pain, and Fu Mochuan's suppressed anger voice came from her ears.

"I haven't been used by her!"

She was stunned, Fu Mochuan stared at her, word by word: "I've never touched her!" ”

“……”

An Qing couldn't react a little, she knew Fu Mochuan's needs, it was hard to imagine, he and Fan Luowei had never been.

Fu Mochuan didn't seem to want to discuss this issue anymore, threw away the mineral water bottle and stood up: "I asked people to pack food, it's up to you whether you eat it or not." ”

Since this morning, An Qing hadn't eaten anything, and she was really hungry when she said it, but she didn't move, just reached out and grabbed Fu Mochuan's arm.

She didn't say anything to the man's cold black eyes, straightened up, put her arms around his neck, and lowered his face.

This was an uncontrollable kiss, An Qing's cold lips quickly became hot, the two rolled down at the head of the bed, Fu Mochuan suddenly bit her hard, pressed her, and her dark eyes sank bottomlessly.

"Where's the camera, and what do you want to shoot?"

An Qing's eyes were confused, and her small hands clasped his powerful waist and pulled him off again.

"Not today, I swear, I just want to try, did you lie to me......"

The meal that was supposed to be good was transferred to the bed, and when the two of them finally finished and it was already dark, Fu Mochuan opened the packing box and found that the food had already been cold and could no longer be eaten.

"There's a microwave, right? I'm going to heat it. ”

An Qing carried the packing bag into the kitchen, and found that the furnishings inside were pitiful, and at a glance, she knew that no one had lived there.

"Don't look for it, I'll call and have someone bring it over."

Fu Mochuan took the food box in her hand and threw it into the trash can, and the two walked out of the kitchen one after the other, An Qing suddenly smiled.

"Fu Mochuan, the house opposite your building is the one that gave me before."

Hearing this, the man's handsome face immediately became a little unnatural, and the corners of his mouth twitched at Shang Anqing's narrow eyes.

"Oh, no, what are you doing?" An Qing smiled and wanted to escape, but he held him down and slammed the wall against the wall.

He propped up the wall with one hand and bowed his head: "Didn't you say that there might be my child?" It's more certain to come a few more times, and it's ......."

Looking at her blushing cheeks, the man's voice was hoarse: "Today is my wedding night, you, owe me a hole. Room ......"