The two of them sat and stood together, as if they were automatically shielding the outside world.

Song Qingyu lowered her eyes and looked at Fu Wenzhou's hand.

The hands are very ornamental, the fingers are slender, the backs of the palms are large, and the bones are beautiful.

But now the palm is covered with blood.

Song Qingyu's eyebrows frowned, and her face was cold, "How did you get it?" ”

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyes, his pupils were very dark, like an endless first quarter moon, just one glance could pull people into a deep whirlpool.

Song Qingyu has been indulged by him again and again in the past three years because of these eyes.

The man's voice was hoarse, "The cup shattered on its own." ”

Song Qingyu: "? ”

The broken hair was attached to her face, and her skin became whiter and whiter, and a layer of doubt appeared in her starry eyes.

Gu Bai kindly explained (mocking) on the side: "He just saw you hugging James, and he went crazy, otherwise what else would happen." ”

Xu Zezhan pulled Gu Bai over: "Can you die if you talk less?" ”

Gu Bai: "Grass!" What the fuck am I fucking fucking on. ”

Xu Zezhan simply admired his brainless brother, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Song Qingyu doesn't like others to care about her, can't you see it?" What's the use of you saying it. ”

Gu Bai: "...... Then I can't let Fu Wenzhou's injury be in vain. ”

Xu Zezhan pulled his lips: "This is a matter of being willing to fight and suffering, Fu Wenzhou is willing to provide an ancestor, why do you care so much?" Okay, let's go, don't you think your pestle is not bright enough in this wattage? ”

Gu Bai: "......"

was roughly dragged away by Xu Zezhan, he touched his nose a little aggrieved, Xu Zezhan glanced down at him, reached out and rubbed the back of his head.

After the two left, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"Explain." Song Qingyu looked down at him, her eyebrows were cold.

Fu Wenzhou's eyes swept over Song Qingyu's body inch by inch, and he spoke slowly: "It's what Gu Bai said, I don't like you to be with other men, and I don't like you to have physical contact with other men. ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were dark, he really wanted to chop off the hands that James touched her just now.

Song Qingyu looked at him and didn't speak.

The corners of Fu Wenzhou's lips hooked up a self-deprecating arc: "Yuyu, aren't you happy?" ”

Song Qingyu looked at him condescendingly, reached out to lift his chin, and let him look at him: "Go home first and deal with the wound." ”

Fu Wenzhou was holding back the fire in his heart, and his eyes were gloomy, but when Song Qingyu turned to leave, he still stood up and obediently followed her.

The crowd who witnessed everything sighed.

The youngest daughter of the Song family beat the only daughter of the Ruan family, and there is no difference in the status of the two families, but the only difference is that Ruan Yinyin of the Ruan family is the daughter of a thousand pets who grew up, while Song Qingyu is just a little daughter who is not favored and was publicly cut off by Song Yuan not long ago.

But the mad dog of the Fu family, who was deviant and walked sideways in the capital, was willing to be her subordinate, and the family status was clear at a glance in this scene just now.

If this weak sick beauty has the support of a mad dog, I am afraid that Ruan Yinyin will suffer these two slaps in vain today.

Someone in the crowd sneered coldly: "This Song Qingyu left Fu Tingshen and found a big tree for himself, tsk, it's really fate." ”

"Good fate? It's the face okay, haha. ”

"That is, a woman who can seduce her uncle and nephew at the same time, it is estimated that the kung fu in bed should be good, but unfortunately, we can't taste it."

In the center of the crowd, those people laughed and ridiculed unbridledly.

Not far away, the man lowered his head slightly, his fingers holding half a cigarette, the sporadic firelight was inconspicuous in the darkness, and half of his face was hidden in the dark.

There was a man who was about the same height as him standing beside him, and his tone was frivolous: "Shaoqin, what do you say Fu Wenzhou is trying to do?" For the sake of a woman, he turned against the Fu family, and was infamous for being immoral, others didn't dare to say anything in person, and in private, I don't know how many people in the circle used him and Song Qingyu as a conversation after dinner. ”

After Yan Shaoqin took a deep breath, the smoke ring was slowly spit out: "Yan Shen Gu Xu, Fu Liang Chu Jiang's circle, or your Chen Lie's circle?" ”

He looked sideways and patted Chen Lie's shoulder, and his tone was indifferent and contemptuous: "Friends, circles and circles also have walls, and in the future, keep your mouth clean, after all, trouble comes from your mouth." ”

It seemed like an understatement warning, but it shocked and frightened Chen Lie's heart.

Yan Shaoqin's meaning is obviously that these families have already included Song Qingyu in their circle, and who in the capital does not know the powerful position of these nine families, and the nine families check and balance each other, they are both competitors and friends in the world.

The union of nine families can shake half of the sky in the capital.

Now Song Qingyu is actually ......

What does this mean, it means that offending her Song Qingyu in the future is offending the other eight families.

Chen Lie didn't dare to say a word, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, he regretted his arrogance just now, Fu Wenzhou was crazy enough, and they only dared to say behind their backs, now that eight of the nine families are facing Song Qingyu, who would dare to chew the root of her tongue?

Chen Lie cried and apologized repeatedly.

Yan Shaoqin snorted coldly, and left with disdain in his eyes.

The cold wind outside, Song Qingyu originally came here to see if she could talk about some cooperation, but she didn't have time to talk about cooperation, but instead brought back a large dog that masochized herself at every turn.

Sitting in the car, she didn't bother to say a word.

Fu Wenzhou sat in the passenger seat with the cat in his arms, and he was still angry, but when Song Qingyu stopped talking, he had no bottom in his heart.

Time passed minute by minute, Fu Wenzhou's anger had completely disappeared, and his state of mind changed from his wife avoiding our relationship, and his wife sticking to other dogs and men to but my wife defended me in public and I felt sorry for my injury, whether I was wrong or not.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was his own problem.

Fu Wenzhou frowned, began to reflect, and in the end, he firmly believed that it was all his fault.

Then he began to feel annoyed, regretful, and weak.

When Song Chang drove the car to the door of Wutong's apartment, Fu Wenzhou was already holding the cat and feeling uneasy.

Before the car stopped, he couldn't wait to get out of the car and diligently opened the door for Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu glanced at him, his eyelids jumped, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Song Changmu sent the two in, also confused.

Why is Mr. Fu's temper uncertain? When I got in the car, I still looked like I was an uncle, and no one would mess with me, how did I get out of the car, and I changed again.

The wind blew through the hall, and Song Qingyu coughed a few times.

Fu Wenzhou stuffed the cat into her arms, picked up the person by the waist, and walked straight forward.

Song Qingyu was startled, frowned and said, "Your hand ......"

"Out of the way." Fu Wenzhou's tone was careless, but his movements were gentle and careful.

After entering the house, he put Song Qingyu down.

Song Qingyu went to the utility room and took out the medicine box, and said softly, "Sit down." ”

She asked him to sit down, and he really sat still.

"Hands."

Fu Wenzhou stretched out his hand again.

After Song Qingyu disinfected him with iodine, he dipped his fingers in the ointment and gently wiped it on the wound.

The cold touch made Fu Wenzhou's heart beat faster through the soft fingertips.

His pupils became darker and darker, tightly locking Song Qingyu's face.

"Grapefruit ......," Fu Wenzhou called her nickname in a dumb voice.

Song Qingyu lowered her eyes and wrapped his palm around with gauze.

As soon as Fu Wenzhou saw her expression, he knew that he had chosen the wrong time, so he had to wait silently for her to finish wrapping the gauze, and then pursed his lips and asked, "Why don't you speak." ”

Song Qingyu put away her things and said coldly, "I thought you didn't want to talk to me. ”

Fu Wenzhou: "......"

"I didn't mean that." His voice grew quieter by the end.

Song Qingyu sighed lightly and asked him, "Do you remember what you told me?" ”

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyes and did not make a sound.

Song Qingyu said: "You say that you are paranoid, possessive, and cautious and have a bad temper, but as long as I don't like you, I will change." ”

Fu Wenzhou kept his face calm and still didn't speak.

Song Qingyu said slowly: "Have you changed it?" ”