My wife is going to be a scumbag today

Chapter 839 Relying on mobile phones to pretend?
Fu Xiancheng paused, then continued, "Come back with me, he just wants your forgiveness."

"I……."

"You crashed into my car a year ago. If he hadn't insisted on saving you, I'm afraid you would have died long ago?...You can be here today, and be with him happily. It's a small promise."

"He was innocent from start to finish, and you're going to blame me, not him."

Nian bit his lip slowly, looking a little embarrassed, "I can't go back with you, I can text him to make it clear."

Fu Xiancheng's eyes gradually darkened.

"Are you avoiding? Over the years, I really think you are very sad. You keep saying that Shaocheng is your family. In the end, you don't even have the courage to go to see him with your own eyes and tell him clearly."

"Using text messages, relying on a mobile phone to pretend to care? Instead of doing this, it's better not to do anything."

Fu Xiancheng raised his head, and continued to say with grief and anger in his eyes, "Forget it, just treat Fu Shaocheng as unlucky, he shouldn't have saved you, let alone fell in love with you, if he really died, you must not pretend to go to his grave cry."

Nian slowly froze for a long time with a sad expression on his face.

In the end, he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he chased after Fu Xiancheng and said out of breath, "I'll go back with you."

"Ah."

She sat in the back seat of the car, feeling a little uneasy.

She pinched the phone in her hand, Yan Jingnian didn't send her any messages, maybe he was really busy.

Cloud City.

When the car was parked next to the villa, Nian slowly had mixed feelings in his heart.

She put away her messy emotions, opened the car door and got out.

Fu Xiancheng stood beside her holding an umbrella, "It's so late, let's stay here for tonight, and I will ask the driver to take you back to Jingcheng tomorrow morning."

"It's not good."

Nian slowly thought in his heart that after finishing speaking, he would return to Jingcheng immediately.

Fu Xiancheng raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's eleven o'clock, and it will be after twelve o'clock when you finish chatting, is it necessary to rush back?"

"……All right."

Nian gradually felt bad in his heart.

Fu Xiancheng handed her the umbrella, "I won't stay here anymore."

"Oh."

Nian walked slowly to the gate and stopped. Her hand instinctively reached into her pocket, wanting to grab her cell phone, but when she touched it, her pocket was empty.

When she was nervous, she realized that her mobile phone had been accidentally left in the back seat of the car.

"Hey, Uncle Fu, wait a minute."

Her first reaction was to chase him out of the yard, who knew that the car had already driven far away, and she had no ability to catch up with it.

"..."

Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley again. If Yan Jingnian texted her or called her and couldn't find her, he must be very anxious.

The person who opened the door was Mrs. Wu.

When Auntie Wu saw that the person in front of her was Nian Slow, her face was excited, "Miss Nian, you are back, Young Master Fu is still drinking, go and persuade him, I am afraid that if this goes on, it will harm his health." not good."

"Ah."

Nian slowly came to the second floor with mixed feelings.

She slowly stretched out her hand, and gently opened the door. The light in the room was a little dim, and there was a little light on the balcony. She immediately saw Fu Shaocheng squatting on the balcony drinking.

She came up behind him with her feet up.

Originally, she wanted to borrow her mobile phone from him to call Fu Xiancheng and explain to her about leaving her mobile phone behind, but with his appearance, her heart suddenly became heavy.

Perhaps the mention of mobile phones will make him even more sad.

(End of this chapter)