Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 21
Tang Xi'en was so angry that he went straight into the room, sat on the bed and thought for a while, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, just when he was about to call Li Tao and ask him to take care of his wife, someone knocked on the door.

She called "Come in" casually and picked up the phone again.

"Pack up your things." Fu Shiyu copied his pockets with both hands, leaning against the door frame, with a neither salty nor weak voice.

"Why?" Tang Xien gave him a sideways look.

"I'm afraid you will be beaten to death by Li Tao's wife here, so I will lend you a place to stay temporarily."

"No need, I'm staying with my friend." Tang Xi'en was talking about Le Man.

"You probably don't know the background of Li Tao's wife." Fu Shiyu smiled meaningfully, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out one, but didn't light it, just held it between his fingertips for fun.

There was only one dim night light in the bedroom, and he was standing at the door. The dim light in the living room was completely blocked by his large body, and at the same time cast a shadow on his face.

Tang Xien couldn't see his expression clearly.

And his voice couldn't hear the slightest emotion: "Her natal family is also a gangster. So, are you sure you want to implicate your friend?"

Tang Xien stopped talking now.

After only a moment, she quickly set up the crutches on the side and stood up, "Wait for me, I will pack it up soon."

Fu Shiyu smiled and helped her close the door.

It was already two hours after Tang Xi'en came out of the bedroom.

Seeing that Fu Shiyu was not in the living room, he thought he was gone, Tang Xien nervously asked Aunt Wang who was standing outside: "Where is Mr. Fu?"

"Mr. Fu is smoking on the balcony, I'll call him." Aunt Wang happily ran to the balcony.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Tang has packed up his things and can go."

Hearing this, Fu Shiyu, who was lighting a cigarette again, quickly snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and strolled into the living room.

Seeing that Tang Xi'en had packed three big boxes, he frowned slightly with his thick and heroic eyebrows, and asked, "Do you know that this is the fifth floor without an elevator?"

"I know! But I can't lose my pursuit of life just because I live on the fifth floor without an elevator."

"..." Fu Shiyu was speechless for a while, and turned to call Lu Hang.

Lu Hang was in the car downstairs, and came up quickly. Not only did he help Tang Xien move the three large suitcases to the car, but he also helped Tang Xien downstairs with Aunt Wang.

Everything was ready, Lu Hang was already sweating profusely.

Panting, he leaned out the window on the right side of the back row, and asked Fu Shiyu who was sitting inside looking at the design drawings: "Director Fu, let Auntie take the co-driver, can lawyer Tang sit with you?"

"can."

"okay!"

The low-key S90 drove out of the old-fashioned district in the center of City B.

The steering wheel under his hand turned, Lu Hang glanced at the rearview mirror, and asked in a low voice, "Director Fu, where do we go first?"

"Go straight to me."

This answer was slightly ambiguous, so Lu Hang had no choice but to confirm again: "Should I go to your place first? Then send Lawyer Tang to where to live?"

"Lawyer Tang lives with me." Fu Shiyu's voice was flat.

Tang Xi'en, who was sitting next to him, froze for a moment, and turned to look at him sideways.The light outside the window was flickering on his face, at this moment, Tang Xi'en found that he really couldn't figure out his thoughts.

She originally thought that Fu Shiyu would lend them other vacant houses to live in, but she never thought that he would lend her the house he lives in now.

As such...

Wouldn't that be cohabitation?

　I heard that Aunt Wang will ask for leave tomorrow 233333
　　
　
(End of this chapter)