President Fu's new wife

Chapter 463 The Sudden Rise of Hatred and Movement in the Stillness

Chapter 463 The Sudden Rise of Hatred and Movement in the Stillness (5)
Early in the morning, He Yue came in to see if the baby was awake, and saw him sleeping on the ground beside the crib, as if he was extremely exhausted, and walked forward involuntarily: "Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi——"

His wide brows were furrowed, as if he was upset about being disturbed.

In a blink of an eye, he gradually opened his eyes, those dark eyes were full of coldness: "What's the matter?"

He looked at He Yue coldly, and suddenly hated her. If she hadn't suddenly committed suicide, there wouldn't have been those things that shouldn't have happened. He should have been sweet with Xiao Xing in other places.

However, it was the woman in front of him called his mother who made it possible for him to lose that woman.

The mother of his children, his wife, the only woman in his life.

He suddenly went crazy with hatred, He Yue bent over to help him up but was thrown away by him.

He Yue didn't pinch her son, but sat on the small bed next to her, watching her son stand up, the cold look in his eyes as if he was treating a stranger made her heart ache: "Little Zhi——"

"Don't call me!" He roared, then turned to look at the woman sitting there sluggishly: "Don't call me again, I would rather not be the one who gave birth to you."

If so, he would kill her to avenge his wife.

However, she is the woman who gave him life.

"Xiao Zhi—" He Yue heard Fu Rou say that Xiao Xing had disappeared.

"I said don't call me anymore, I beg you don't call me again, I would rather never have you as a mother, I would rather I never be your son."

He almost gritted his teeth.

Sitting there, He Yue was speechless all of a sudden.

The two little cute babies woke up and heard their father and grandma arguing again and slowly climbed up while grabbing the protective fence: "Dad——"

He just turned his head, holding one in one arm: "Let's go home!"

He doesn't want to come here anymore.

When he went downstairs with the child in his arms, Sister Zhang just came out of the kitchen: "President, this is..."

"Pack up your things and follow me back to the villa."

Sister Zhang didn't dare to delay his indifferent voice.

On the way, Sister Zhang and Sister Wang looked at each other but no one spoke, only the children occasionally murmured: Mom, Mom!
He drove the car seriously, his eyes seemed hollow and full of hatred.

At home, Sister Zhang and Sister Wang frowned slightly when they saw that there was no Xiaoxing. Sister Zhang couldn't help asking: "Where is Young Mistress?"

Standing in front of the glass screen with Fu Zhi's cold back, just looking down slightly, he saw the familiar face on the easel: "She has something to do."

A few words in a low voice, then raised his hand, gently stroking the familiar outline.

What appeared in front of her eyes was her appearance when she was half sitting here drawing him.

When she sits here, she will always be very quiet, sighing occasionally just because the painting is not done well.

He hit her at one point, saying she wasn't good enough for painting.

She also said that she would become an art teacher instead of being a reporter in the future.

He said she couldn't do it, it was too far away.

But in the blink of an eye, she has already drawn so well, he couldn't help but smile slightly, the distress in his eyes, and the forced curvature of his mouth were just because he saw her achievement was done with him.

Sister Zhang and Sister Wang didn't ask any more questions. The two little guys were very busy as soon as they got home. He walked around and looked there.

The only thing is that she is missing.

"The time when Xiao Xing will come back is still uncertain. I have something to go out now. The two of you stay at home and take good care of the young master and young miss. No matter who comes, there is no need to open the door."

He explained lightly, and the two nodded.

Although his words were indifferent, the two servants understood his meaning very well. He was clearly saying that even people from the old house were not allowed to come in.

No one else knows the password here except the two of them.

After all, this home does not need too many people to know.

He thought that the only thing he had to do now was to try to find her back as soon as possible.

He went to the hospital, and the doctor said that Ling Yue passed out again in the middle of the night last night, but he didn't say anything with a cold face.

Fu Rou said a long time ago that even if she came back to life, she would still have half a year at most.

Lying on the bed, Ling Yue couldn't help turning his head when he heard his footsteps, and saw him walking towards her in a black suit, she whispered: "Actually, you look better in blue."

He frowned slightly, and didn't care what she said, he just went to sit on the sofa which was a few steps away from the bed.

Cold as ever: "Are you feeling better now?"

The coldness in the eyes and the words that came out of the mouth seemed to be something that was not done by one person.

She smiled lightly, magnanimously, silently: "Yes!"

After a while he didn't speak, she whispered again: "As long as you are fine, I will be fine."

She has a good sense of proportion at this time.

Only then did he slightly raise his eyes to look at her, then took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and simply opened it, not caring that this was a ward, the cigarette was brightened by the light of the lighter, and he took a big puff: "What do you want?" ?”

It seemed indifferent as if the relationship between them was just a negotiation, they didn't even look at her, they were just smoking.

She just looked at him quietly, grasping the quilt as hard as she did, but she just smiled and said, "I don't care about anything except you."

"Wrong, you can cherish everything except me. You and I both know that there is no relationship between us for a long time. You just don't want me to fall in love with other women."

He took another drag on his cigarette and said that he was worried about other women.

Ling Yue glanced at him, and quietly changed the subject: "I heard that she disappeared? Is it because of me?"

Fu Zhi lowered his head, took another puff of cigarettes, and then raised his hand to gently touch his thin dry lips: "She won't disappear because of any woman playing with me, believe what I said is true."

He knows Xiao Xing too well, all Xiao Xing wants is him.

As long as he said he loved her, she would trust her and feel at ease.

The entertainment news always makes him gossip with thousands of women who are prettier and better than her. At most, she just has a petty temper tantrum with him, but she knows from the bottom of her heart that it's just a gossip.

Xiao Xing is not a person who likes to play and disappear, she has a very temper, but if she loses her temper and wants to leave, she will tell him that they will be apart for a while.

How long has she been missing this time?
Ling Yue's heart was greatly hurt, but he endured the hatred, and only smiled, swallowing it down as if he had broken a tooth, even if his mouth was full of blood, he would never spit it out: "You have always trusted her very much. , I know that in your heart, she has long been the most important woman."

He smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

Since she understands everything, it's best.

(End of this chapter)

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