Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   fell asleep in my bed...just?

  Fu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes sharply, stood up, and walked towards the stairs. The rebellious man was faster than him and blocked the stairs.

"Step aside."

   "What if you don't let me?"

  Fu Zhiyan punched him, and Quan Ronglian waited for this! Turn your head to the side, clench your fists and go up! The two of you come and go, and they are both ruthless characters, and when they fight, they are people who are actually more than pretentious. You punch, I kick, I feel like every punch has the stance of getting the opponent to death!

   Quan Ronglian was the first to be punched on the left cheek. He reached out and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Oh, it's interesting."

   He returned the punch, barely rubbing Fu Zhiyan's cheek. At the same time, the stern man swept his stomach with one foot.

   Quan Ronglian sees tricks and tricks.

   Both of them are good-looking, with narrow waists and long legs, and they definitely belong to the category that is pleasing to the eye when they fight. There was a crackling sound in the living room. Although the servants had already been ordered by Quan Ronglian not to come out of the room, they couldn't help but secretly look at it when they heard the movement.

   To the back, the two of them attacked harder and harder, especially Fu Zhiyan, who seemed to have lost patience. Seizing an opportunity, the eagle's eyes darkened, and he slammed the man on the railing of the stairs.

   The next second, a gun touched Quan Ronglian's waist.

"enough."

   "Master, what if it's not enough?"

   "You think I can't shoot?"

  Fu Zhiyan's eyes were frozen, and his body exuded a cold air that no strangers should enter, ten thousand times colder than the cold air in Siberia.

   Quan Ronglian looked at him coldly.

  Fu Zhiyan moved the gun to his head and suddenly loaded it.

The crisp sound of    resounded throughout the villa, and a few peeping servants couldn't help covering their mouths, for fear of making a sound by themselves.

   "I said don't cross my bottom line easily."

   "Master crossed."

   He didn't believe that this man dared to shoot. To put it bluntly, no matter how powerful the Fu family was, it was not big enough to cover the sky with one hand. If Fu Zhiyan scooped the gun and broke him today, tomorrow, Fu Er would go to prison for the rest of his life.

   "Huh." Fu Zhiyan seemed to see through what he was thinking, his eagle eyes narrowed, and suddenly, a shot was fired!

"Well!"

  Blood flowed down the man's thigh as if he didn't want money, and the arrogant man's face was as white as paper in an instant. He just gritted his teeth and didn't cry out, and the muscles in his forbearance cheeks tightened.

   "This is the final warning."

   "Quan Er, you'd better believe that there are countless ways that I can make you die inexplicably."

   "Hey, you can try." Quan Ronglian covered her thigh wound and sneered.

  Fu Zhiyan scooped up his chin and stared into his eyes coldly, "Didn't you ask me, why do you only like her?"

   "Oh? Why?"

   "Because..." He leaned into the pale man's ear and said a few words lightly, then pulled away, without even looking at the absent-minded man, and went upstairs.

  3 minutes later, he came down holding the sleeping man, Jun's face was ruthless. The moment he passed Quan Ronglian, his thin lips touched up and down, "This is the last time, you better take my words seriously."

   said, he walked out of the villa step by step...

   "Young Master Quan, do you want to..."

   The man standing on the stairs seemed to have regained his senses. The thin rose-colored lips seemed to be transparent at the moment, as if they would fade away at any time.

   "Oh, liking is presumptuous, but love is restraint?"

  Because he is presumptuous, so he just likes it all his life?

   Shit!

   But why does his heart seem to have been stabbed by someone, going deep into the deepest part of his heart, turning his weakest and most difficult-to-resist places upside down?

  ...Like is presumptuous, and love is restraint?

   He wanted to see how restrained he, Fu Zhiyan, was!

"Do not care."

   "Then your injury..."

   "Bring the medicine kit here."

"OK."

  …………

   Yahe Community.

  In the early morning of 5 o'clock, the sky has gradually turned brighter, and hawkers with stalls began to come out on the street. The fragrance of the food was fragrant, and a Rolls Royce crushed the fallen leaves on the ground overnight and drove back to the community at a gallop.

   Kitty Fu kept the door open all night, and when he heard the movement in the living room, he trotted out immediately.

   Seeing Fu Zhiyan come back with Han Xiaoye who was asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Grandma and sister are still sleeping. Is Mommy okay?"

"fine."

   hoarse, forbearance.

  Fu Zhiyan opened the door, put the person on the bed, turned around and said to Fu Kitten, "Go to sleep, I will ask your head teacher for leave today, and you can rest at home for a day."

   In normal times, Kitty Fu must be happy to jump up.

   He just didn't want to go to school, but at this moment, he was still worried about Han Xiaoye. However, after the cold man said that, he closed the door and locked him out.

   Kitty Fu hesitated for a while, wondering if he should knock on the door and go in. But after thinking about it, he felt that it was not very good. After thinking about it, he went back to his own room.

   in the bedroom.

  The man stood quietly beside the bed, looking down at the little woman lying on the bed, wondering what he was thinking. After watching for a while, he reached out and pulled up the thin quilt, intending to cover the sleeping person. Suddenly, his gaze suddenly froze and fell on the slender and white neck of the little woman.

   On his delicate neck, a red mark was particularly dazzling. As if provocative, it shows its existence. Such red marks, but also with some strawberry spots like traces. What kind of red mark is this, any mature man knows - a hickey!

  The blue veins bulged in his hand pulling the quilt, and his chest felt intensely uncomfortable. His gaze was frozen for a long time, and he still helped the sleeping person pull the quilt.

   As if he was afraid of losing control, he quickly straightened up, walked to the balcony, took out his mobile phone and made a call to Beijing.

"Hey."

   "How is it? Has Ono found it?"

"Yep."

   Mo Xiaxia breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Quan Wanwan, who was clearly angry but smiled softly in the living room, "Where's the person? Let it go or..."

   "Hold it up and take it to the police station."

   "Huh? Police station?"

   "Just ask Fu Xiao to send people over, and I'll take care of the rest."

   He had been holding Quan Wanwan's handle in his hand, but he never thought of using it. After all, the relationship between the two families is already very tense, and if the power is late Wan, it is very likely that it will affect the whole body. He also didn't have the habit of touching women, but this time Quan Ronglian completely annoyed him.

  There is a price to be paid for everything. He must let Quan Ronglian know that some costs cannot be paid, and his patience is limited.

  Playing with fire, in the end there is only one end - self-immolation!

  Fu Zhiyan dialed another number, and the situation in Beijing changed. Almost two hours later, Lishuiwan Villa got the news. The man who had just taken out the bullet and bandaged didn't care about his leg injury, and immediately rushed to the airport for a direct flight to Beijing.