Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 151
Chu Ci hesitated again and again, and finally called Shen Mubai.

The other side quickly picked up, "What's the matter with Chu Ci?"

Chu Ci held the phone, her voice was a little panicked: "Mubai, do you have time?"

Shen Mubai frowned: "What's wrong?"

Chu Ci hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Okay, you say."

Shen Mubai would never refuse Chu Ci's request.

"Can you help me track down a person's whereabouts?"

The Shen family is considered to be powerful in Yicheng, so it is not difficult to find out a person's whereabouts.

"Well, you said."

"It's a friend of mine. Now that he's missing, it might be more troublesome to call the police."

Moreover, Jiang Xing's status was special, and he was supposed to be on the road, so there were some things that the police could not know.

"You send me his name information and related information, and I will call someone now."

Chu Ci was silent for a while. In fact, she didn't know Jiang Xing very well. She didn't know if Jiang Xing was his real name!

She bit her lower lip: "I actually don't know him well, how about you help me find out if his disappearance has anything to do with Mu Xiuchen?"

"Mu Xiuchen?"

Shen Mubai was a little surprised, what does this have to do with Mu Xiuchen?
"Well, he offended Young Master Mu in some ways, so I think this matter may have something to do with Young Master Mu."

Shen Mubai chuckled lightly: "If it's related to Mu Xiuchen, wouldn't it be easier for you to find Fu Heng?"

"No, he offended Mu Xiuchen, Fu Heng won't care about it."

"But he is your friend, and you are Fu Heng's wife, so he won't care about it."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. Shen Mubai's words are reasonable, but every word is heart-wrenching.

Chu Ci closed her eyes: "I take a different stand from him."

She stabbed Wen Xin that day because of Jiang Xing. Fu Heng was already very polite for not asking her to settle the score. It is basically impossible for her to bother him because of Jiang Xing now.

Shen Mubai finally agreed: "However, it might be troublesome to find it, especially when it's with Mu Xiuchen."

"Sorry, sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Chu Ci held the phone and didn't know what to say.

Maybe in this lifetime, she will owe some people a lot!
When going back, Chu Ci passed by the pharmacy, she thought about it and went in.

After standing in front of the counter for a long time, it was not until the person in the pharmacy raised his head and gave her a cold look that Chu Ci came back to his senses: "Are there any long-term contraceptives?"

The doctor at the counter took out a box of medicine and handed it to her: "Yes."

Chu Ci put the contraceptive pill in the bag, and then walked out of the shop slowly.

Just when she walked out of the store, she folded in again: "Is there anything urgent?"

The doctor gave her a cold look, and finally handed her a box of 24-hour emergency contraceptive pills.

When Chu Ci walked out of the pharmacy, she thought about whether to go home or eat out later.

Before he could think about it, Fu Heng called.

Chu Ci pursed her lips, and took a while to pick it up.

"Is the interview over?"

"I didn't have an interview today, so I went to sign the contract."

"Which company, Angel Culture?"

"Well, how did you know that?"

Chu Ci was a little surprised, because she submitted too many resumes, so she didn't tell Fu Heng one by one.

Fu Heng was stunned for a few seconds, and quickly said, "You mentioned something to me a few days ago."

Really, why can't she remember.

"Where are you now?" Then he quickly changed the subject without giving her a chance to think.

Chu Ci glanced at the opposite building: "I'm at the bus stop, ready to go home."

"I'll come pick you up."

"No, I'm already in the car."

"Get out of the car now!"

"Fu Heng."

"Take you out for dinner."

Chu Ci sighed inwardly, and then said, "Okay, I'll send you the address later."

Then she hung up the phone, frowning tightly.

Sitting on a bench by the side of the road for a while, she saw Fu Heng's car approaching and stopped beside her.

Chu Ci walked over, opened the door and got in the car. She put her head down and fastened her seat belt without saying a word.

Fu Heng didn't care much about her getting off the car on this road, maybe he knew she was lying from the beginning, so he just turned a blind eye and counted it.

"What to eat?"

"do not know."

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the car, as well as the smell of clear mint perfume. Fu Heng turned his face and looked at her: "I'll drive and you think about it slowly."

Then he started the engine and drove the car into the right traffic.

Chu Ci raised her hand and rolled down the car window halfway, letting the cold wind blow in, and said casually, "I don't think so!"

Fu Heng didn't force it, and asked lightly: "I'm very tired today, shouldn't I be happy to find a job?"

Of course Chu Ci would not say that she was bothered by Jiang Xing's disappearance, so she forced a smile: "I am very happy, but a little tired."

"Any position?"

"Cultural Director." Chu Ci supported her cheeks: "But I don't understand why they gave me this important position."

"Maybe I value your personal ability!"

Fu Heng chatted with her while driving the car.

Chu Ci felt that it was still a bit mysterious: "I'm a little guilty, obviously I just wanted to be a small editor in the editorial department during the interview before!"

"Some things are uncertain." Fu Heng said afterwards: "You just have to work hard in the future."

Then he said in a calm tone, "Don't worry about other things."

Chu Ci didn't quite understand what he meant, so she couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is." Fu Heng paused, turned his face and glanced at her lightly: "Do your own thing well, don't worry about other things."

Before Chu Ci could speak, Fu Heng said again: "I won't interfere, so don't worry about it."

Now Chu Ci understood clearly that Fu Heng told her not to care about Lu Xiang and Mu Xiuchen's affairs, and he would not intervene in it, helping her or Mu Xiuchen.

Chu Ci turned her face away and didn't speak.

Usually when she disagrees with Fu Heng's point of view, she does not dare to speak out against it publicly, so she can only express her reluctance by keeping silent.

Fu Heng's tone was cold and emphatic: "Didn't you hear that?"

Chu Ci turned her face away: "I heard that, I have my own measure."

"I don't want you to get involved and make things more complicated, understand?"

Chu Ci was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say every word: "You have your position, and I naturally have mine. You can't always use your position to demand the way I do things."

There was a short sound of brakes, and Chu Ci hadn't made any mental preparations yet, the car suddenly stopped with a sharp friction sound.

If it weren't for the seat belt, she would doubt that she would be thrown out of the car by the sudden inertia.

"Are you crazy?"

The man looked sideways at her pale face, with a sarcastic arc on his thin lips, "It's useless to say so much, just say whether you agree or not."

Chu Ci forced herself to calm down: "Even if Mu Xiuchen wants my friend's life, I don't care about it?"

"He won't."

After all these years, he still knew a little about Mu Xiuchen.

If he really wanted to know Lu Xiang's whereabouts, Jiang Xing was indeed a good breakthrough, so he would at most use Jiang Xing to threaten Lu Xiang and force her to show up, and he would not really kill Jiang Xing.

"But he will use Jiang Xing to threaten Lu Xiang." Chu Ci saw it clearly and thought it through: "He will hurt Jiang Xing, so I don't care?"

Fu Heng looked at the night scene of the city that was getting dark outside, and said softly: "If you do something, you have to bear the consequences."

Before Lu Xiang left, did he ever think about the danger Jiang Xing would encounter?

And Jiang Xing, how could he not know the consequences of kidnapping Wenxin, shooting Mu Xiuchen, and helping Lu Xiang escape.

But even though he thought of it, he still did it without hesitation.

Therefore, even if it ended up in Mu Xiuchen's hands and was tortured, Jiang Xing would not regret it.

Fu Heng turned sideways, stared into her eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You think they will not consider the consequences, they are all willing!"

Chu Ci almost looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

How could he be so cold-blooded, such a matter has nothing to do with him.

Now she finally understood where all those rumors in the mall came from. Fu Heng was really a man who wouldn't blink even if someone jumped from a building in front of him.

Chu Ci took a deep breath and unfastened her seat belt: "I want to get out of the car."

He could be indifferent, but she couldn't.

But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was pressed hard on the back of the chair, and the handsome but cold face of the man fell in front of her.

Fu Heng stretched out his fingers to support her delicate chin, and gently stroked the smooth and tender skin of her chin with his fingertips.

His palm was slightly cold, and when it touched his skin, Chu Ci only felt his body tremble.

Before she could react, he had already hugged her into his arms, slid his big palms down, raised his slender neck, and forced her to look up.

The lips have been covered by his blatantly.

Fu Heng looked at her beautiful black and white eyes without any emotion, and there was a haze in his heart.

That so-called friend is nothing more than a thug raised by the Lu family, is it worth her effort and effort to help?

Thinking of this, he deepened the entanglement of his lips and tongue, sucking her soft lips violently, even biting down without mercy when he felt her resistance.

Chu Ci was in pain, her face was flushed, and she was almost out of breath. She was trapped in the man's warm arms, unable to break free, and before she had time to make any moves, she was swallowed up by this raging kiss. Don't give her the slightest chance to resist and wake up.

She couldn't help struggling, wanting to get rid of his imprisonment.

The tip of the man's tongue brushed against her earlobe, "Don't move, believe it or not, I got you here?"

(End of this chapter)