Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 306 Why Don't You Kill Me

This sudden care and pampering made Chu Ci feel a little overwhelmed in front of outsiders.

An Qiyu narrowed her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

A little blush appeared on Chu Ci's face: "Well, there will be no next time."

She now looks like a spoiled little woman, very shy.

An Qiyu smiled slightly: "At first I wanted to give Ms. Chu a ride, but since Mr. Fu is free, then I won't waste it."

Fu Heng nodded slightly.

While in the car, An Qiyu watched the black car drive away for a long time before telling the driver to drive.

Along the way, An Qiyu looked out the window and didn't speak.

Seeing her like this, the driver couldn't help but say, "Ma'am, what's wrong with you?"

An Qiyu smiled with the corners of her lips pulled, and asked, "Doyle, do you have any children?"

Doyle nodded: "There is a daughter."

An Qiyu never cared about the private life of his subordinates, so the driver was also a little surprised. He said cautiously: "She is still studying in the United States."

After speaking, he glanced at An Qiyu from the rearview mirror, but saw that An Qiyu didn't have much expression on his face, so he stopped talking.

An Qiyu leaned against the car window, slowly lowered his eyes, his eyes were dim.

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After Chu Ci and Fu Heng returned home, Aunt Li had prepared meals and waited for them.

Fu Heng put the car keys on the round table, and said to Chu Ci, "Come to the study."

Chu Ci silently followed him upstairs.

In fact, Fu Heng didn't talk to her along the way. Chu Ci also watched the news and knew what she was thinking in her heart, so when she sat down in the study, she said directly: "I will tell you what you want to know .”

Fu Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at her for several seconds, then suddenly smiled.

In fact, Chu Ci had made it very clear from the very beginning, saying that he was not his child, but at that time he had wishful thinking, so he also blamed himself, didn't he?

Chu Ci was very frank, and Fu Heng waved his hand: "I have taken care of everything online, you don't have to worry, no one will disturb your daily life anymore."

After that, Fu Heng stopped talking.

Chu Ci sat opposite him, straightened the collar of her embroidered shirt, and said indifferently: "Do you really not care about what is said on the Internet?"

Fu Heng's face was calm: "Didn't you tell me before?"

It's just that he didn't believe it.

Fu Heng still had a slight anger in his heart.

But that kind of anger was hidden in his heart and didn't show up. There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips. Although that smile was very faint, it was extremely ironic at that time.

Chu Ci took a deep breath, lowered her head, and raised her head after a long time: "So, what are you going to do?"

She smiled: "Fu Heng, let's separate!"

After she finished speaking, she felt that there was something wrong with saying this, and she said again: "We don't seem to be together, so why not, I'll move back."

The light in the study was dim, and time seemed to stand still.

In the next second, the man got up from the desk, walked in front of Chu Ci, and pinched her chin without hesitation.

Fu Heng was condescending, forcing her to meet her gaze, squinting her eyes, the man's voice was low and restrained: "Say it again!"

It seemed that the tenderness and pampering of so many days had all disappeared, and now Fu Heng's body was filled with a deep hostility, and he was really angry.

Today Chu Ci went out without saying a word, she probably couldn't guess how worried he was.Even if I knew it, I probably wouldn't care too much.

Or for four years, she really didn't have any sincerity towards herself.

Maybe it was just to use him, and wanted to use him to find Qi Jue, but he just gave up after he didn't get the news he wanted.

Chu Ci was in pain from being pinched by him, and couldn't help frowning: "You hurt me."

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It hurts, does it hurt?"

He directly pulled her up from the chair, leaned against the edge of the desk, and clasped her chin with his big hand.

There was mist in Chu Ci's eyes: "Fu Heng, let me go!"

"Let go of you, huh?"

Fu Heng smiled: "Chu Ci, you really don't seem to have a heart."

Chu Ci still wanted to refute, but before she could say anything, her lips were blocked.

That deep, angry kiss invaded regardless.

She was pinned to one side of the desk, and there was nowhere to escape.

For a long time, he just kissed her, pinched her chin, fixed her face in his palm and had nowhere to escape, so that he could kiss as much as he wanted.

Until Chu Ci struggled to no avail, she had no other choice, so she opened her mouth and bit him hard.

The man's movements stopped.

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, looked at her sullen face, and smiled inexplicably, he stretched out his hand and slowly sketched on her face: "You still like to bite people so much!"

The voice was ambiguous and evil, but it was written with a frivolous meaning.

Immediately, Fu Heng picked her up by the waist and forced her to sit on the desk.

The hand quickly tore open her shirt.

It's early summer now, Chu Ci was only wearing a light blue embroidered shirt, so Fu Heng's hand ripped it apart after a while.

When that cold hand touched his skin, Chu Ci still shivered instantly.

The man held her chin with his other hand: "Chu Ci, take back what you just said."

After four years, he has hardly changed, his face is still extraordinary, with a high nose bridge and deep eyes, as if one can indulge in it just by looking at it.

Chu Ci was addicted to it for a long time, and she was covered in bruises all over her body.

Looking at that face, Chu Ci lost her mind for a moment, but she quickly calmed down: "Fu Heng, I am very grateful for your care during this time, but now I don't think it is necessary."

She smiled: "don't you really care that the child is not yours?"

Fu Heng's thin lips tightened: "It's okay, we still have a chance."

He tore her shirt to the maximum, "No, just give birth to a yes."

Chu Ci understood the meaning of his words, and suddenly became a little scared: "Fu Heng, don't be like this."

"What should I do?"

He was talking in his mouth, and the movements of his hands didn't stop for a moment.

Chu Ci hurriedly pushed him away: "Don't touch me."

Fu Heng didn't speak, just lowered his head and continued to kiss her.

Chu Ci was directly pushed down on the desk by him, and his back was sore.

Lips reflected on her collarbone all the way down.

Every inch she moved, Chu Ci's trembling deepened. She resisted instinctively, but the man's compulsive kiss made her very uncomfortable.

She is like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

When the pair of big hands gradually moved down, Chu Ci instinctively grabbed something beside him, and threw it at Fu Heng's body all at once.

"Bang" sounded.

Then Chu Ci let go of his hand, and the book in his hand fell instantly.

The man left her body, covering his head with one hand, looking a bit embarrassed.

What Chu Ci grabbed was a hardcover book and hit Fu Heng directly on the back of the head.

If there is no mistake in the calculation, this hit is not light.

Fu Heng put his hand down, it was indeed blood stained.

Chu Ci panicked, and hurriedly buttoned up her shirt: "I...I."

She wanted to explain something, but found that she couldn't say a word.

Fu Heng picked up the tissue beside him with no expression on his face, and covered his forehead: "Domestic violence?"

The more expressionless he was, the more scared Chu Ci became.

She hurriedly wanted to leave: "I'll go downstairs to find you a medicine box, ah no, you should go to the hospital!"

Fu Heng left a lot of blood, and the paper towel was soaked.

Chu Ci held her hand tightly, "I'll ask Aunt Li to come up."

But before he even moved a step, the man grabbed his arm: "Call her up, let's see how you are domestically violent?"

There was still a slight smile on that handsome face: "So you resist me?"

Chu Ci was not in the mood to say anything else to him, so she hurriedly said, "Let me find you a medicine box!"

After speaking, she hurried downstairs.

Aunt Li saw her disheveled and flustered appearance, and hurriedly asked, "Did something happen to Ms. Chu?"

Chu Ci shook her head: "Where is the medicine box, give it to me quickly."

When Chu Ci rushed to the study in a panic, she found that there were already piles of blood-stained tissues in the trash can.

Fu Heng's lips were pale and weak.

Chu Ci found out the spray to stop the bleeding, and after spraying it on him twice, she was worried again and said, "Go to the hospital, okay?"

Although the bleeding has stopped, the wound cannot be seen. It is not good if it is infected.

Fu Heng squinted his eyes, and said in a weak voice: "Call the driver."

Chu Ci hastily took out her mobile phone and called the driver. After hanging up, she said, "I'll accompany you to the hospital later!"

"Need not."

"sorry."

She lowered her head so she couldn't see the expression.

Fu Heng's dull face finally evoked a faint smile: "Needless to say I'm sorry, I was wrong."

He was in a hurry and wanted to use force directly.

What he hates the most in his life is hearing the word "separate".

When the driver came, Chu Ci was going to accompany Fu Heng to the hospital, but the man stopped her on the stairs, "I'll go alone, you stay at home with the child."

Just as Chu Ci was about to speak, she saw the man smile indifferently: "Why don't you smash me to death? You can leave forever if you smash me to death."

His thin lips parted, but he couldn't say a word.

She didn't think that he would die, but she was anxious at that time and wanted to stop his movement, but she missed and injured him.

Chu Ci bit her lip, her eyes fell on his back, her heart was blocked and she couldn't say a word.

Seeing Fu Heng going out so late downstairs, Aunt Li couldn't help asking: "Sir, are you still going out so late?

But after seeing Fu Heng's gloomy face, he didn't dare to say more.

Instead, she saw Chu Ci who was in a daze coming down from upstairs, and she vaguely guessed something in her heart, she hurried up and said cautiously, "Miss Chu, did you and Mr. Fu quarrel?"

(End of this chapter)