Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 97 Fu Jingxing looked at the girl beside him, she was somewhat similar to his Pearl...

Zhangzhu looked at the words on the wooden sign, the names of the two people were entangled, this wooden sign will be hung on this small tree, from now on, every year, every year, wind, frost, rain and snow, they will never be separated again , but they will never know each other.

That's fine, so be it, whether it's the name or anything else, at least she has stayed with him for the rest of her life in such a way.

Together with her, Fu Jingxing chose a branch, and solemnly hung the small wooden sign on it. The wind blew through the branches and leaves, rustling, and they didn't speak any more.

It's just that each other seems to know clearly that they will never stand shoulder to shoulder under this tree as they are today.

After some time, Zhangzhu opened her mouth first, and the breeze blew her bangs, her eyes were crooked, like the moon over the West Lake that night.

"When I came here, I saw someone riding a bicycle on the road outside, why don't we go too?"

Outside the farm is a very flat road around the mountain, with green rice fields stretching as far as the eye can see on both sides of the road. The scenery is so beautiful that many couples like to come here for cycling.

Naturally, Fu Jingxing had no answer, the two of them rode out on the bike, and after a while they were so tired that they didn't want to ride anymore, Fu Jingxing asked her to put the bike on the side of the road, and drove her onwards.

The skirt she was wearing today had a big hem, and when the mountain wind blew, the skirt was blown up like a sail, making a hula-lah sound in the wind.

From a distance, the dazzling lemon yellow, like a large bouquet of delicate flowers, bloomed behind him.

His physical strength was astonishing, he rode for so long, but he didn't slow down, but the mountain road was twists and turns, Zhang Zhu was terrified, if he fell, he would definitely fall badly.

"Hold my waist, I'm going downhill..."

Fu Jingxing's deep voice came, Zhang Zhu refused at first, but soon the speed of the car picked up, she closed her eyes and screamed, and she rushed over and hugged his thin waist tightly.

The abdominal muscles under the shirt were firm and hot, but Zhang Zhu didn't care about being shy at the moment, wishing she could stick her whole body on his back.

Such an intimate contact, to Fu Jingxing, it was a sweet torment, and he couldn't bear it immediately because of her thin clothes.

Biansheng Zhangzhu herself didn't know anything about it, when the car reached the fastest speed, she was so frightened that she almost strangled his waist with her hands, Fu Jingxing thought, Nie Zhangzhu, she is really an out-and-out fairy!
At the end of the long slope, the speed of the car slowly slowed down. At this time, the two of them did not know which mountain depression they rode into.

Zhangzhu saw that the wild grasses and flowers all over the mountain were so green that it was so tempting that people wanted to lie on it and roll around.

The car was on one side, and the two of them chose a clean grass field, lay down and looked at the sky regardless of their appearance.

The sun is half-slanting, and the wind is soft. I don’t know where the sound of the reed flute comes from, and occasionally the low cry of the cow is carried to the ears along with the wind.

Fu Jingxing has never been so relaxed for many years.

His life in the past was filled with complicated business affairs, entertainment, calculations, preparations, and all those falsehoods. Even if he had a rare free time, it was just playing a few rounds of golf with Wenzhi Chongjin and others. pastime.

And this kind of idyllic time, in his memory, was only with Yiran in those years when he was studying abroad.

Thinking of Yiran, my heart is heavy again.

The reason why he has been so obsessed with his career all these years is that one day in the future, he can personally avenge Yiran.

What happened eight years ago, although it seemed that a small gang riot in a foreign country affected them, but he always believed that there must be an inside story in it. There were so many people coming and going on the street that day, why did It's for him.

In the end, Yiran became the most innocent soul under the knife.

It's just a pity that he sent his most powerful assistant Fu Cheng to investigate abroad for five full years, but he still failed to catch any important clues.

Those who killed Yiran back then, naturally died tragically one by one under his instruction, but there is still no news of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Fu Jingxing had the patience to wait, and at worst would spend his whole life.

He seemed to be tightened up. Over the years, he had never been mentally relaxed for a moment, but this time around her, he seemed to let go of all of this for the time being. He felt a rare sense of relief, which sprung from his heart. easy.

They played around in the valley, and it was time to return at dusk. Fu Jingxing picked wild flowers from the mountains and pinned them on her temples. The delicate light yellow color complemented her skirt, but no matter how delicate and beautiful the mountain flowers were, they were not. Nothing beats her being attractive.

He didn't ride his bike anymore when he went back, and asked Gu Heng to pick her up in a car. He has good physical strength, so it's okay, because he saw the tired look on her face.

Zhang Zhu took a nap in the car for a while, when she woke up, Fu Jingxing told her that there was a party tonight and she was not willing to go, so he personally sent her back to the villa and told her to wait for him to come back.

Zhang Zhu watched him go upstairs and changed into a clean suit, and when he left, he hugged her and kissed her again and again. Gu Heng and the servants in the villa all lowered their heads and dared not look at him. He pushed away and turned and went upstairs.

Seeing the blush on her ears, Fu Jingxing was very moved. If it wasn't for the important evening entertainment, he really didn't want to go out again.

After drinking for three rounds, Fu Jingxing also became slightly drunk, and was about to say goodbye, but the door of the box was suddenly pushed open again, and a pretty sweet voice rang out, causing him to turn around and look a little out of composure.

"Am I late?"

The girl had a fresh face, without any make-up, long black hair, and was wearing a white shirt and jeans. She was indescribably youthful and charming, but what caught Fu Jingxing's attention even more was that, apart from her The sound was very similar to a palm bead, and even the birth was four or five points like the palm bead, especially the pair of dimples on his cheeks when he smiled...

However, after Fu Jingxing lost his composure for the moment when he first heard the voice, he had already recovered his composure.

But the brief gaffe just now was enough for some people.

Fu Jingxing treated that little girl so well, they could not go wrong if they did what they liked.

"Qin Wan, you came so late and neglected our honored guest, you will be punished with three drinks!"

Everyone called Qin Wan to sit down, but there was only one vacant seat in the banquet, which was on Fu Jingxing's left. Qin Wan smiled coquettishly, walked over generously, and stood beside Fu Jingxing: "But I don't know how to drink, how about, I will replace wine with tea...Mr. Fu, is that okay?"

The young girl is as delicate as water chestnuts, her almond eyes are flickering, clear but innocent, no matter how hard-hearted a man is, he probably wouldn't be willing to make things difficult for her, but Fu Jingxing just sat there indifferently, even He didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Mr. Fu, your lord has a lot..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Wan pursed her mouth aggrievedly, and took a step closer. The faint fragrance from her body was surprisingly familiar. Fu Jingxing couldn't help but sneered inwardly. These people really took great pains. Little details like this are done.

Fu Jingxing didn't speak at all, but just glanced at Gu Heng.

Gu Heng stood up and took the wine, and dismissed Qin Wan with a few words.

When the banquet was over, Qin Wan quietly followed behind Fu Jingxing and Gu Heng. The drunken people seemed to have intentions, as if they didn't see Qin Wan's existence at all, and each of them used drunkenness to cover up their gaffes. The car leaves.

The little girl stood in the cold wind with thin clothes, looking at Fu Jingxing helplessly, she was indescribably pitiful.

Gu Heng felt bored and followed Fu Jingxing's side, this kind of thing really happened a lot, Mr. is notoriously not close to women, there are always people who insist on touching the bottom line.

Tonight, these people are even more tired of living, and such thoughts are born.

They probably thought that Ms. Nie was a relative of the husband, and the husband liked it so much that they found a woman who looked like this and brought it over.

It's also fortunate that they have a few brushes, and in such a short period of time, they can find someone who is four or five points like Miss Nie.

But in Gu Heng's eyes, this Qin Wan can't compare with Zhang Zhu, let alone Fu Jingxing.

Fu Jingxing went directly to the car, and Gu Heng hurried to follow. Unexpectedly, Qin Wan ran over a few steps and was about to hug Fu Jingxing's arm. Fortunately, Gu Heng stopped her and pushed her aside.

"Don't look for death, get out if you want to live a few more days."

Gu Heng kindly reminded her, but Qin Wan knelt down with tears in her eyes. She rolled up her sleeves, exposing her arms with two horrific scars superimposed on each other, crying and begging: "Mr. Fu, I beg you, please!" Please take me back tonight no matter what, if you don't take me back, I will be beaten to death..."

Gu Heng couldn't help but glanced at her arm, he couldn't bear such a hard heart...

Burned, cut by a knife, burned by cigarette butts, new wounds covered old wounds, and even some wounds were still bleeding, obviously it did not happen overnight.

　Merry Christmas everyone, I can only stay at home to shelter from the wind, and I can’t go anywhere, (┬_┬)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)