Chapter 136: The Owl Ran Away from Home
"What are you doing?! Give me back my phone! â
Fu Xiao turned a deaf ear and easily avoided Li Qiang's action of snatching the phone.
"This Lu Yunting ......"
Fu Xiao looked at the chat messages between the two and instantly understood the cause and effect.
Of course, it is impossible for Li Qiang to know about the Lu family and the Fu family.
The reason why she asked this was probably because she understood what she had just said.
Lu Yunting is also a single cell, and she didn't admit herself, and shook out all the things that she had discussed to hide from Li Qiang.
"Are you so afraid of the Fu family?"
Fu Xiao's eyes fell on Li Qiang's words that he didn't have time to send, and asked lightly.
Li Qiang glanced at Fu Xiao and asked, "What do you say?" â
"I won't let you go there after that."
As he spoke, Fu Xiao deleted the sentence that Li Qiang wanted to post, and then rewrote a sentence: [Well, I believe him]
Li Qiang watched Fu Xiao's movements, and her eyes almost popped out.
"Hey! What are you scribbling?? â
But this time, she didn't need to grab it, so Fu Xiao took the initiative to return the phone.
When she got her phone back, Li Qiang almost vomited blood.
Just wanted to withdraw this ambiguous news, but Lu Yunting's message had already returned.
Lu Yunting: [Yo Yo Yo, Xiao Qiang Qiang has already been on the thief ship? ] Slanted Smile jpgã
This mouthful of blood instantly stuck in his throat, and the blocked Li Qiang's skull smoked.
"Fu! Owl! â
The two words were squeezed out of Li Qiang's teeth one after the other.
"Fun playing me? I warn you one last time, I admit it to my underbelly, but don't spread it around as a joke. Yes, you have a lot of women, and you are proud. But I have shame, I don't think there's anything to be proud of being a man's lover. â
Throwing down these words, Li Qiang turned her head and walked into the bedroom, slamming the door in a huff.
After the deafening sound of the door closing, there was a dead silence in the living room.
On the ceiling, dazzling crystal chandeliers cast a cool white light, outlining the silhouette of the man and leaving a shadow behind him.
After a moment of silence, the man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and then his slightly drooping eyes slowly lifted, and he got up and walked out the door.
Li Qiang leaned in front of the bedroom door, listening carefully to the movement outside the door.
Just now the dissatisfaction in his heart was vented, and that guy's expression became so terrifying.
it! After a while, he came back to his senses and didn't kick the door open and slaughtered himself, right??
Li Qiang's fox eyes were rolling, and she even had the idea of writing a suicide note in her heart.
At this moment, the sound of doors opening and closing suddenly sounded outside the door.
Well?
Didn't anyone come?
Why does it still feel like you're out of the house?
Li Qiang's little heart went up and down.
I waited patiently for ten minutes, but it was quiet outside, and there was no sound at all.
Li Qiang took a deep breath and cautiously opened the door with a slight movement.
A small gap opened, and a dark eye peeked through the crack in the door.
As far as the eye could see, there was no one.
So Li Qiang mustered up her courage and opened the crack in the door a little wider.
Still no one.
In the end, Li Qiang walked out of the bedroom directly, the room was quiet, the living room, kitchen, bathroom, all the rooms were not moving.
At the entrance, the men's trench coat was gone.
Fu Xiao...... Left?
Li Qiang subconsciously looked at the sky outside the window, it was already pitch black.
It's so late, where did this guy go?
Li Qiang looked at the empty room, a little weak.
Taking out her mobile phone, Li Qiang called Chen Mo.
"Mr. Fu? Mr. Fu didn't contact me, did something happen? â
Chen Mo's puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone.
Li Qiang pursed her lips and said perfunctorily: "No...... It's nothing, it's just that he suddenly went out, and he didn't say where he was going, I thought the company was in a hurry. â
Chen Mo on the other end of the phone laughed.
"In the past, Mr. Fu did often work overtime to this time, but this has not been the case since I was with you."
Li Qiang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out: "What does this have to do with me?" â
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then stammered: "Mr. Fu didn't tell you?" That...... Then I won't talk much, you can ask him personally. By the way, can't you call him? Can't get through the phone? â
Chen Mo cleverly diverted the topic.
Li Qiang's heart was a little confused, and she was led astray by Chen Mo.
"No, I'm afraid he's busy, so I won't bother him. It's nothing else, I'll just ask casually, you can rest. â
Hanging up Chen Mo's phone, Li Qiang sat on the sofa.
Fu Xiao left because of what he just said? He was angry because of that?
How is this possible?
The heir of the Fu family, because he was so angry that he ran away from home because of his words, he still didn't say a word, and he wouldn't believe it if he said it to anyone.
And what is there for him to be angry with?
The person who made fun of himself was him, and he was just protesting with righteousness, she didn't have such an atmosphere, and the culprit was angry?
Hemp eggs! If you are handsome and rich, you can be unreasonable!?
Thinking of this, Li Qiang snorted coldly, turned her head, turned off the light, and went back to the bedroom to sleep with her head covered.
Yesterday she tossed herself so badly, and now she is still sore all over.
Such a silver-crowned beast, why are you worried about him?
She doesn't have Stockholm syndrome.
However, there are times when the human body cannot control the brain.
Just like now, Li Qiang desperately wants to fall asleep, but Fu Xiao's face keeps flashing in her brain.
Was he angry?
Where does he go when he gets angry?
Going to the bar? Looking for a pretty young lady? To relive the life that the young master of the Fu family should live?
Cover the sky with one hand, drunk and golden.
As long as he is a little displeased, those warblers and Yanyan will probably be coquettish in every possible way, and they will be soft in every way. Or those knowledgeable and insightful interpreters, who will be comforted by high emotional intelligence.
Yes, people must be chic and happy now, they are poor, little mistresses, what are you worried about for the gold owner.
What a fool.
After a thorough passage in my heart, my brain finally settled down, and I no longer thought about it.
The night was dark, and Li Qiang slept heartlessly.
At this time, the Fu family's mansion was brightly lit.