cold wife

Chapter 461 Leng Tianyu's Engagement Banquet (2)
"What's the matter?" Fu Yixun frowned.

"Miss, Miss is in prison... committed suicide!"

"Bang." The teacup in Fu Yixun's hand fell to the ground, splashing everywhere.

Ai Baoer was also surprised, and raised her head in disbelief. Leng Qing, who was sitting next to her, just raised his eyebrows slightly, without any expression. This explosive news really didn't matter to him.

After all, the dead person has nothing to do with him.

Fu Yixun put down his teacup and left in a hurry. Ai Baoer held Leng Qing's hand. Leng Qing knew what she was going to do without asking. He touched her little face, shaved her little nose, and followed Fu Yixun by her hand. All the way back.

Although it is a prison, the environment here is similar to that of an ordinary room, except that there are a few more closed doors with everything inside. After all, Fu Yixun cared about the relationship between father and daughter, and did not do anything to Fu Wenya. Imprisoned.

In the prison, guards stood on both sides, and there was a passage in the middle. When they arrived, there were already people inside, Li Yu and Fu Qinglian.

Li Yu stood outside, and Fu Qinglian cried in the bathroom: "Big sister, big sister..."

When Ai Bao'er walked in the door, she smelled a strong smell of blood, and the blood that almost flowed to the bathroom door, Leng Qing narrowed her eyes, and pressed Ai Bao'er's head on her chest: "Don't Look."

Ai Bao'er was so startled by the bloody scene that she didn't respond, she didn't say a word, and let him put her arms around her shoulders.

When Fu Yixun walked into the bathroom, he saw Fu Wenya's head lying on his back on the bathtub, his hands resting on the side of the bathtub, the pool was stained with blood, his red eyes, Mike squatted down to check for her, after a while, he stood up and shook his head, Said: "It's late."

As soon as his face turned pale, Fu Yixun closed his eyes fiercely, with a pained expression on his face.

No matter how bad Fu Wenya should be, she was also his daughter. He really didn't want her to die, he just wanted to imprison her and raise her like this for the rest of his life.

Ugh.

From a white-haired person to a black-haired person, this is always an unspeakable pain.

Fu Yixun gave Princess Fu Wenya a standard funeral. Although the courtiers thought it was well deserved, they were all dead, so what else could they say.

After Fu Wenya's funeral, Leng Tianyu bid farewell and left. Before leaving, he wanted to meet Ai Baoer alone, but Leng Qing refused. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Ai Baoer was also reluctant to let him go Comfortable, naturally did not go.

The plane took off at the airport and drew a white arc. Ai Baoer looked at the sky and sighed leisurely. She remembered his expression when he left, and she still held a heavy wedding invitation in her hand.

Groom: Leng Tianyu Bride: Xing Shuang

The date is the first day of April, which is five days later.

Leng Qing took out the wedding invitation from her hand, looked at it with a frown, then squinted at Ai Baoer: "Are you sad? Depressed? Displeased? Do you want me to accompany you to snatch the marriage!"

Look at these words, how sour.

Leng Qing feels that life is really uneasy these days, why are there one after another who covet his woman, no, they are coveting his wife, damn it, they are already married and announced to the whole world, yet there are so many shameless flies Catch up, he really wants to beat them to death!
Hearing this, Ai Bao'er's pretty face wrinkled, and she pursed her lips: "Okay, sir, can you eat less vinegar someday? You'll kill me!"

"Fuck, little girl, I still despise me, I just want to smoke you, I make you despise, I make you despise..." As he said that, he went up and hugged the woman, and talked to her deliberately.

(End of this chapter)