morbidly addicted

"Jing...Jing Xing." Selinya hurriedly called him to attract his attention: "Just now my brother and the others called to say that the preparations in the South China Sea are almost ready, and they asked when you will come over."

Fu Jingxing glanced at her without emotion, and threw out two words: "Now."

After speaking, he stuffed the phone into his pocket, turned and left, and Selinya wiped the cold sweat behind him.

She was impulsive, she shouldn't have touched Fu Jingxing's things!

Answering the phone was a moment of jealousy. After calming down, Selinya realized what she had done, and fear rose in her heart.

Fu Jingxing never knew the words softness, gentleness and tolerance when dealing with people who made him unhappy, and they were never good qualities that he had anything to do with.If he really pursues and gets angry, even her brother can't keep her!
When Selinya was awake, she immediately turned around and walked in the opposite direction to Fu Jingxing. Since she couldn't destroy the evidence of doing something wrong, she had to avoid it.

In the villa, there is loud music and bright lights.

The champagne tower lined up with goblets at the entrance is nearly two meters high. A random bottle of red wine is the best in the market, and the waiters who come and go are all top-notch beauties with stunning faces.

Here is the capital circle where countless businessmen in Country M want to get in.

A week ago, under the impact of capital, Best Western Bank of M country was forced to declare bankruptcy, and the capital circle once again underwent a major shake-up.

A large number of weak small and medium-sized enterprises that did not follow suit went bankrupt, and a few large enterprises were also affected.

At this time, this party is the celebration of the victors, also known as the executioner's carnival.

The initiators of the party were Engels and others, but the participants were all the capital circles in the entire country M.

On the way Fu Jingxing drove to the villa, he passed a bustling street, where some people were crying and shouting to jump off the building.

Some people spontaneously organized a parade in the downtown area, expressing their strong dissatisfaction with the bankrupt bankrupt refusal to return their stored currency.

This is a diverse world. Some people are desperate for money, some are exhausted to make a living, but there are also people who just drink a glass of wine and drink up their living expenses for a full year.

Sitting in the car, Fu Jingxing glanced lightly over the troublemakers, but didn't look back with any emotion.

The sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked, and he doesn't care about their bankruptcy and family ruin.

Drive and drive to the villa at high speed.

When approaching the villa for [-] meters, the bodyguards on both sides of the road stopped and saluted the Maybach that marked Fu Jingxing's identity, and gave them the most respectful gaze.

Fu Jingxing ignored all this and directly drove the car to the villa and found a place to stop.

There, there were already more than [-] luxury cars one after another, each of which was a top-quality car that would cause a sensation when it was driven out. At this moment, they were parked casually like cabbage in a vegetable market.

He got out of the car and walked into the villa under the guidance of the waiter. As soon as he reached the door, a middle-aged man with a happy face greeted him with a glass of red wine.

"Mr. Fu, we met again. Thanks to your care this time, I was able to make a small profit in this catastrophe..."

Fu Jingxing looked at him calmly for a long time before he recognized that this was the man who gave Li Jingman's painting at the auction.

Seeing him, he thought of Li Jingman again, and his heart was filled with overwhelming irritability.

She is really nice, but she won't even say a soft word when she did something wrong. Could it be that if he ignores her, she won't take the initiative to come to him in her whole life?

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, so Fu Jingxing simply called the waiter to order a glass of red wine, and drank it down with his head raised.

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "Why is Mr. Fu drinking by himself? Such a good thing, we should toast together to celebrate!"

Seeing that Fu Jingxing had such a good chat with that person, the others also rushed up, chatting up Fu Jingxing and toasting.

In the stands on the second floor, Engels and Macklin stood side by side, looking at Fu Jingxing, who was surrounded by people downstairs and had completely become the focus of the crowd.

"When did Jing Xing's temper get so good?"

McLean hugged a delicate beauty in his arms, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

I should have known that in the past, what Fu Jingxing hated the most was socializing with those people.

"He's had some issues with his wife lately."

Engels saw everything clearly in his eyes.

He gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and the scarlet liquid reflected a charming brilliance against his deep and handsome face unique to people from the M country.

Those emerald green eyes, like jewels, seemed to have been dyed a wine red color as well.

Speak Chinese fluently: "Marriage is written like this in Jing Xing's country."

His slender fingers dipped into the glass of red wine worth [-] dollars, wet it carelessly, took it out again, and wrote the word "marriage" with wine stains on the whitewashed wall nearby.

Macklin didn't understand, and Engels sighed as he watched Fu Jingxing pour down one cup after another.

"These two words have made it very clear, only fools who are blinded by women will enter into marriage.

Think about how comfortable Jing Xing was before us, but now he is bewildered by that woman, that's why he is so unhappy like today. "

Macklin glanced at Fu Jingxing downstairs, and couldn't help but nodded. The man who earned nearly [-] billion in just three months was not happy. He was indeed in a daze, making himself uncomfortable.

Downstairs, Fu Jingxing, who had simply dealt with a round, summoned a dozen beautiful waiters and asked them to serve those around him.

"I invite everyone to come here today to relax together. You don't have to care about me so much, just be casual."

Socializing with those businessmen would only make him more irritable. He took a glass of champagne and rinsed his mouth to relieve the mouth full of the smell of red wine, and walked upstairs past the crowd.

The women who can come here are all paid, and they also know that as long as they please any man at this banquet, they can change their life's destiny.

So one by one tried their best to serve the customers around them. Those people were entangled by beauties and had just talked to Fu Jingxing, all of them were a little smug.

They indulge in talking and laughing, drinking, gambling, and having fun. Today, money is just chips and numbers, no one cares, what they want is a refreshment.

Fu Jingxing walked upstairs step by step in the hustle and bustle of the room. He drank a lot of wine, but his eyes were still clear.

It was really lively here, but he insisted on experiencing a kind of cold and biting boredom and loneliness in the warmth of the room.

Before the age of twenty-six, his life was like this, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, materialistic desires, and extreme extravagance. He never felt that there was any problem with this.

But now, he can no longer appreciate the emotional value he deserves from it. What happened to him?
Anxiously, he stepped up the stairs and greeted his two friends. Engels stared at him with those eyes that could see everything.

"How's the atmosphere today?"

Feeling a little bored, Fu Jingxing replied, "It's no different from before."

Macklin and Engels looked at each other, and both of them sighed. The former Fu Jingxing didn't look like this frustrated person who obviously won the money, but acted as if he had gone bankrupt.

At this time, Fu Jingxing had already nestled on the sofa in the leisure area, crossed his long legs casually, and took out his mobile phone.

I was so bored that I wanted to check the time and calculate when this boring party, which smelled like dollars, would end.

Then, his eyes froze, and he froze on the phone screen...