Chapter Ninety-Eight: My Heart Hurts
"Ye Ange, Fu Chen is still filming."
Fu Chen's voice did not come from the other end, but Allen's.
But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that she said it.
After hanging up the phone, I saw Chu Zixin standing behind me.
"An An, are you okay?"
"It's okay, come and eat with me tonight."
Ye Ange was speechless, she pulled Chu Zixin to drink after eating, if Gu Yiting hadn't rushed over and took them to the box of her private club, the two would definitely be photographed by reporters.
Singing one song after another, until his voice was dumb.
In the end, tired of crying and singing, Ye Ange fell asleep on the sofa.
The room was quiet, and Chu Zixin heard her mobile phone ringing.
The call was made by Huo Shaoting, but the person who asked was Ye Ange.
Ten minutes later, it was Fu Chen, who was a little embarrassed, who ran in, there were still snowflakes on his head and shoulders that had not melted, and there was a slight cool moisture on his body.
In order not to delay his filming, Allen told him Ye Ange's phone number at the end of work.
He looked for Ye Ange for a long time, and finally could only call Huo Shaoting and ask him if Chu Zixin had gone back.
It turns out that when you fall in love with someone, all sanity will disappear.
When Fu Chen picked up Ye Ange, Gu Yiting stopped him.
"There may be reporters out there."
Fu Chen stopped, turned his head to Gu Yiting and said, "She is my girlfriend now." ”
"I remember a lot of Fu Shao's girlfriends."
Although he has seen the talk show, Gu Yiting still doesn't believe it, and he is even more reluctant to admit it.
"Don't worry, when we get married, we will be the first to notify Mr. Gu."
Fu Chen was angry in his heart, as Ye Ange's friend, how could he not know that she couldn't drink.
I brought her here, but I can't contact anyone, and if I hadn't come here, someone would have taken her away tonight.
"Young Master."
Chu Zixin watched Fu Chen walk out of the box with Ye Ange in his arms, and hurriedly followed.
When he saw the two rows of bodyguards in suits and leather shoes, he was stunned for a moment.
"Eliminate all the surveillance here about the young grandmother."
After a sentence, he strode away with Ye Ange in his arms, and said to Chu Zixin before leaving: "You are not allowed to take her out to drink in the future." ”
With such domineering words and such an arrogant tone, for a moment she thought she had seen her own Huo Shaoting.
Sure enough, men's sense of possession of their women is just as terrible.
"Gu Yiting, those were Fu Chen's bodyguards just now."
Swallowing his saliva, Chu Zixin felt that his young grandmother just now was too cool.
"It's the Fu family."
At first glance, this sentence sounds nothing special, but if you think about it, you can guess it.
Perhaps, Fu Chen's identity is the same as Huo Shaoting, he is the pride of the sky.
Here Fu Chen hugged Ye Ange into the car, and the other party was very restless in his arms, as if he had some nightmare.
"Daddy, don't hit me, don't ......"
A sound of dad stabbed Fu Chen's heart.
It turned out that even if Ye Ange hated his biological father no matter how much he showed it, he still admitted it in his heart.
"No, no one bullies An'er anymore."
Hugging each other tightly, Fu Chen comforted softly.
Ye Ange didn't talk in his dreams anymore, but he didn't break free from the other party and vomited directly.
The driver looked at the filth on his young master's legs, and his scalp was a little numb.
Who knows, Fu Chen didn't seem to care, and he still cared about Ye Ange's safety.
He set her aside and leaned against her, and took a piece of paper to wipe it.
After it was over, he continued to hold the young grandmother in his arms and coax him.
All the way to the apartment, Ye Ange curled up in Fu Chen's arms.
In fact, she woke up after vomiting, but Fu Chen's embrace was too warm for her to be reluctant to open her eyes.
After his body was placed on the soft bed, Ye Ange felt that someone was taking off his coat, and then he opened his already sour eyes.
"Well, don't sleep with your clothes on."
Fu Chen thought that Ye Ange was still drunk, and coaxed tenderly.
Wait until the other party is no longer moving and the coat is taken off smoothly, then go to the bathroom to take a shower.
Ye Ange smelled the smell of wine on his body, and looked at Fu Chen's clean mattress again, he really couldn't bear to spoil it.
When I got out of bed, my feet were a little floating, but my head was clear.
Stumbling into the living room, the phone ringing.
"An An, you need to be present at the funeral."
The mother's voice sounded, and hearing what was said, Ye Ange's hand stiffened.
"Mom, I'll call you tomorrow."
The mobile phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, and Ye Ange's tears fell again.
"Why, it's all dead, it's better to bury it casually."
Fu Chen heard movement in the bathroom, thinking that Ye Ange had vomited again, so he casually flushed the water and ran out.
When he saw Ye Ange squatting in the living room, his face was full of tears, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran over.
"An'er, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable? ”
"Fu Chen!"
Ye Ange grabbed Fu Chen's arm, which was still dripping with water, looking very aggrieved.
"He's dead, he's finally dead, but I'm not happy at all."
"Growing up, he brought me nothing but fear and scars. Because his mother can only have one child, me, because his father Xu Nan died, because he ......"
"Okay, let's not talk about it. It's all gone, it's all gone. ”
Holding Ye Ange's body, Fu Chen couldn't bear to let her continue to suffer.
He had investigated and knew all about the other party's experience.
The gambling-addicted father married the people's teacher Liang Ru with clever words, and during the other party's pregnancy, he actually mixed with other women for gambling.
Ye Ange was born by Liang Ru with half a life, and he was born prematurely. Because she was approached by a woman outside her father, she almost lost her life.
Therefore, the doctor said that she could not regenerate. But what she got in exchange was not her husband's guilt, but the intensified insults.
Ye Ange was abused by his father since he was a child, and Liang Ru wanted to divorce but was harassed by the other party.
After knowing how the two divorced, Fu Chen's heart hurt.
It was Ye Ange who probably angered the other party and made him hit all over his body.
The injury was examined and found a lawyer, and with the help of Shao Zichu, she finally became a child of a single-parent family.
Perhaps, this is also the reason why Ye Ange likes Shao Zichu.
"You know what, it's him every time I have a nightmare, it's his two hands. I was finally freed, who would have thought that his enemy would actually kidnap me.
Fu Chen, I can't forget it. I can't forget the picture of him killing Xu Nan's father, and I can't understand why he went to save me at that time.
Ridiculous, sarcastic. He kept torturing me, and finally ended up in prison for saving me. ”
"I didn't want to admit his father, but when the police asked me if he meant to, I denied it.
I think I owe him and I still please. I'm no longer his daughter, and he's not my father. ”
"I've never been to see him once in all these years, because I don't have him as a person. But today my mother told me that he died, not sentenced to death, but still died in prison. ”
"Dead, nothing. I should be happy Fu Chen, but my heart hurts, I don't know why. ”
"Can you tell me why, why ......"
couldn't bear to torture Ye Ange like this, Fu Chen held her face and kissed it.
Finely broken kisses, moving from cheeks to the center of the eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, and the neck.
"An'er, sleep, I'll be by your side."
Holding Ye Ange in his arms, Fu Chen's big hand gently patted her back, as if she was coaxed by her mother when she was a child.
He thought that in the depths of Ye Ange's heart, that person still had a place.
She has always longed for the other party to give her father's love, but every time it is a deeper despair.
It wasn't until the other party went to prison that Ye Ange chose to forget.
But did she really forget? No, it can be seen from her resistance to filming youth dramas.
She seems to have no heart and lungs, but she values affection more than anyone else in her bones, let alone such a close relationship.
When Ye Ange woke up, both eyes were swollen and he couldn't open them.
Her body was wrapped in warmth, and after raising her eyes to see Fu Chen, she hugged her back and pressed her head tightly against the other party's chest.
"Awake?"
Fu Chen lowered his head and pecked Ye Ange's forehead lightly.
"I want to take a bath."
With a hoarse voice, Ye Ange himself was startled.
"Shall I carry you back?"
"No, you go over and help me get my pajamas."
"Okay."
Fu Chen chuckled, and ran over and came back after dozens of seconds.
Ye Ange, who was standing in the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were swollen, and he was as lifeless as a marionette.
"Is there any way to get rid of swelling quickly?"
Changing the number of pajamas and coming out, Ye Ange looked at the man waiting at the door and asked.
Running too hurriedly just now, Fu Chen didn't look carefully at Ye Ange's pajamas.
This will look at the purple nightdress on each other's body, and realize that it is very sexy.
took a bathrobe of his own and draped it over the other party, and hugged him to the sofa in the living room.
"Ice, it's a pity it's too cold. Aren't you already finished, why don't you rest at home for a few days? ”
"I'm going to the finale banquet tonight."
Putting his head against the Fu family's heart, Ye Ange looked sullen.
"Am I particularly ugly now?"
"It's ugly, but I like it."
Fingers picked up Ye Ange's chin, and Fu Chen spoke very seriously.
"An'er, don't cry anymore, I'll be distressed. Hungry or not, I'm going to make breakfast? ”
The words were as soft as a feather, sweeping through Ye Ange's heart again and again.
Thinking of the other party's care for him last night, Ye Ange's heart was soft.
"Hungry!"
"Then you lie here for a while, I'll ...... soon"
The lip flap was pressed against his fingertips, and Fu Chen was stunned for a moment.
Before he could say anything, he saw Ye Ange take away the bathrobe outside, revealing his proud career line.
"Fu Chen, I like you."
With one hand, I removed the headband that held my hair in place, and the undried hair fluttered down like a waterfall, with a faint fragrance.
Sticking his lips to the other party's, his two small hands grabbed the clothes on Fu Chen's chest.
With such an obvious invitation, how could Fu Chen not see it. After only a few seconds of hesitation, he was the master.
picked up the other party and put it on his lap, not giving Ye Ange any room to regret.
The girl's unique fragrance came to her face, and Fu Chen pressed the other party against the sofa and gave a domineering and deep kiss.
The thin silk pajamas cracked in response, revealing a patch of white.
A loud sound stimulated Fu Chen's nerves, and he picked up the other party and went into the bedroom.
Like treating a piece of precious jade, Fu Chen has always been gentle.
But when he ripped off the last piece of fabric, all his impatience was gone. Instead, there was confusion and surprise in the bottom of his eyes, and finally his whole face turned green.