After the flash marriage, Mr. Fu lost his vest like crazy

The world is quiet.

When Yaoyao raised her head after crying, Xiao Cheng and Xiao Wu were already sitting in front of her with chairs.

They crossed their legs at the same time, waiting solemnly for her to tell the truth.

"I...I have actually always been Lu Tianming's lover."

"What?" Xiao Cheng and Xiao Wu thought they had heard wrongly, but soon they were relieved.

Also, it's not that one family doesn't live in the same house. It's not unusual for Lu Tianming to have one woman serving two husbands.

"When did you and Lu Tianming... start?" Xiao Cheng lowered his voice.

Yaoyao trembled and whispered: "In my year..."

"That's also..." 30 years.

Han Chenyang in the study room was about to shout "fuck", but he quickly glanced at Fu Siting next to him and swallowed it back.

"My mother married him, and they were together before I was even born." There was a hint of ridicule on his thin lips, and Fu Siting's serious disappointment was particularly obvious.

He was disappointed that his mother had worked hard for so long and thought she had found the love of her life. He never thought that this man never really took her into his heart from the beginning.

Fu Siting's hands tightly grasped the armrests of the wheelchair, forcing himself to calm down.

"Let her start from the beginning and explain everything clearly to me one by one."

"Yes!" Xiao Cheng said solemnly after receiving the instruction: "Say everything."

The story is really fucking bloody and really sad.

Yaoyao told almost everything she knew, and also dug up all the unbearable and disgusting things in the Lu Group.

Han Chenyang finally couldn't stand listening to it a few times, but every time he was about to leave, he saw Fu Siting next to him and saw that he was so calm that he seemed invisible. After thinking about it, he stayed.

Based on his experience, the more calm and composed Si Ting is, the more wrong he is.

"When Lu Tianming was with me, he said that as long as I help piss his wife off and make her have an abortion, he will give me 100 million."

Xiao Cheng's body that was sitting lazily suddenly stiffened, "What miscarriage?"

"Just... it's Lu Kaiyang..." The more Yaoyao spoke, the less confident she became, "He didn't want this child at all and wanted him to be stillborn. So, he asked me to torture the pregnant woman directly as a mistress. Mrs. Lu... So, he taught me to send text messages to Mrs. Lu every day and send her photos of our bed. Later, Mrs. Lu did have fetal gas several times, but Lu Kaiyang was lucky and was strong. Survived.”

Xiao Cheng: "Why did he insist on killing him?" Yaoyao shook her head and shrugged, "Maybe, he represents his shame. After all, he almost became the son-in-law of the Fu family in the form of a bride-in-law."

"So, Auntie always knew there was something wrong with Lu Tianming." Han Chenyang couldn't help but break the strange silence in the study.

"Auntie is too in love."

Fu Siting shook his head, "She just wants to maintain the honor of the Fu family."

He understands his mother, because grandma is like this. Even if the Fu family was tortured by Lu Tianming and had nowhere to escape, their decades of dignity and pride would not allow them to act recklessly. "

"Let Xiao Cheng rest for an hour first." Fu Siting said, driving the wheelchair out of the small door.

Han Chenyang was afraid that something would happen to him, but he didn't dare to disturb him. In the end, he just chose to follow him silently until he saw him enter the hospital where Situ Duan was.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Lin was originally accompanying her grandfather. When she saw Fu Siting quietly appearing in front of her, she was a little surprised and quickly led him out of the ward.

"Where's Xiao Cheng?" Jiang Lin felt a little awkward even though she guessed Fu Siting's identity.

She looked away uncomfortably, feeling a little depressed, but she still kept her face awkwardly.

"He had some things to deal with, so I came here myself."

"Then you have to find someone to follow you." Jiang Lin said. The next moment, the man's hand was already holding hers.

He led her to put her hand on his face, raised the side of her face slightly, and rubbed it again and again.

"Something happened, and I can't wait to get it over with before I want to come to you." He said, and the warmth of her palm warmed his bone-chilling heart.

Jiang Lin was also frightened by the coldness around him, and subconsciously touched the other side of his face and forehead, "What's wrong? Do you have a fever?"

Immediately afterwards, her body fell into his arms.

Jiang Lin was aroused by his cold perfume, and she was embarrassed about his true identity and wanted to push him away.

"Don't push me away." Fu Siting hugged her instead into her arms, his voice was deep and muffled.

"Let me hug you, it'll only take a few minutes."

He said it in a humble and pitiful way. Jiang Lin's hand was still in the office. After a long while, she sighed, her push away softened, and she gently stroked his hair.