Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Every one of her conditions broke his bottom line.

Fu Jingting's back molars were about to be crushed, "Divorce is impossible, since we want to have a child, we should give him a complete family."

"But I don't want to be with you." Xu Qingcheng looked into his eyes calmly and calmly, "Fu Jingting, I will only live the life I love when I have children, you are not. Since we use each other, why bother to get involved , since the fig leaf is torn apart, then stop pretending to each other. You don't love me, and I don't love you, so why bother with each other. "

In a word, all his tentacles that were trying to reach her were shattered, and the heart seemed to be inserted into a pair of scissors, and then twisted fiercely.

The blood all over the body is cold.

Fu Jingting gritted his teeth as if they were ringing, "Say it again."

His face was heavy and cold, like a thunderstorm and thunderbolts in the sky, which made Xu Qingcheng's heart go numb, but she still bit out a sentence, "Say it again, I don't love you, I don't want you give birth to you."

Fu Jingting wanted to strangle her to death.

The two people are like two hedgehogs, they prick each other when they get close, and the pricks scar each other so much that they have to take a step back.

But I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled to letting each other go like this, bumping into each other, and bumping into each other hurts all over.

She didn't love her a word, she said it so simply.

He still remembers the cute and innocent appearance when he was drunk, Fu Jingting couldn't help laughing, it turns out that what men say when they are drunk can't be trusted, and what women say can't be trusted either.

There was throbbing pain in the temple, and the veins in the arm were stretched out due to the exertion. This kind of frustration overwhelmingly weighed on Fu Jingting.

"Tonight, I want to see you at Jingshan No. [-]. Take care of your body and give birth to your child." He placed his palm firmly on her face, "Qingcheng, don't force me to use extreme measures. You should miss your relatives I worry about you, and I don't want them to be sad because of you."

Xu Qingcheng's lips trembled, "Are you threatening me?"

Fu Jingting straightened up, he didn't speak any more, he only pinched her cheek affectionately with his fingers, "Be obedient."

Such intimate movements and voices seemed to bind her tightly like thorns.

Fu Jingting left the prosperous age with a heavy face.

Tang Jinchao glanced at him and wisely didn't say a word.

It just didn't work out.

He wiped the corners of his brows with his fingers, and said casually, "Prosperous Age's book funds have only been in for more than a week, and almost nothing has been out." It can't be said that it hasn't been out, but the amount out is too small to be ignored. .

Fu Jingting frowned, turned to look at Tang Jinchao, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Tang Jinchao pointed his finger on the steering wheel, and turned his head to look at Fu Jingting, "Xu Qingcheng's trick is to kill you. It's too late to stop now."

If the funds are withdrawn, they will not have any losses, but if they miss the time, the losses will be great. Now the management of private equity funds is becoming more and more stringent, and the most afraid of people who are willing to follow the rhythm.

Fu Minghui didn't seem to be keeping an eye on it.

The man leaned back on the back of the chair, and the afternoon sun shone in, casting a spot of light on his face. Fu Jingting reached out and lowered the car window to let the outside air flow in, "Wait a little longer."

He has already reminded what should be reminded, and Tang Jinchao will not say more.

When the man left, the warmth of his palms was still falling on his face. Xu Qingcheng crossed his arms, his nose suddenly became sour, and sour tears were about to fall out.

She clenched her fingers tightly.

She said she didn't love so decisively, calmly and resolutely, Xu Qingcheng didn't know whether she wanted to say this sentence to him or to herself.

She can let go, really, she is familiar with healing, isn't she?

He rubbed his face vigorously with his fingers.

When she returned to the office, Yu Sheng gave her a courier, "President Xu, your courier."

"Who sent it?" Xu Qingcheng asked casually.

"I don't know, the courier slip is blurred."

Xu Qingcheng took the courier and opened it without any hassle. There was a stack of materials inside.

She picked it up and glanced at it casually, her face turned pale, she pursed her lips, "Yu Sheng, you go out first. I'll call you if I need something, and help me lead the door through."

Yu Sheng retreated.

The room was eerily quiet for a moment, Xu Qingcheng flipped through the materials, her heart beat more and more the more she read.

It's some old accounts from Shengshi, materials from Xu Shengchang's reign.

From the embryonic form to the maturity of the group company, one cannot expect to be so clean along the way.

Xu Qingcheng was even taken aback when the mobile phone at hand rang suddenly. Fu Hongxin's name was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.

Xu Qingcheng asked for Fu Hongxin's number because of a problem at the construction site before. There is no doubt that his handwriting was behind it. The internal struggle of the Fu family was involved in the prosperity, and Xu Qingcheng was trying to survive in the cracks.

Fu Hongxin had dragged her a letter and interviewed her, which was tantamount to releasing a signal for cooperation and negotiation.

But Xu Qingcheng never contacted him directly. He knew Fu Hongxin's true nature when they met during the Spring Festival. In the Fu family, he could do such molesting things in front of Fu Jingting, let alone now.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't figure out Fu Hongxin's way, so he went to ask Ye Tinghong about the situation of Fu's family and Ye family.

At least, now she knows in her heart that this person's ultimate goal is not for her, but for Fu Jingting.

The phone rang again after hanging up.

"Hey."

Taking a deep breath, Xu Qingcheng still answered the phone.

"My brother and sister answered the phone quickly enough." Fu Hongxin said rightly.

Xu Qingcheng smiled, and found a reason to prevaricate, "The phone is on silent, I didn't hear it."

"Really, I thought it was the materials I sent you, which fascinated you." Fu Hongxin smiled. He looked down at the scar on his wrist and clicked his tongue inwardly.

Xu Qingcheng broke out in a cold sweat, and his fingers gripped the phone tightly, but his voice was surprisingly calm, "I didn't expect you to be so interested in the prosperous age, and to be able to find out such a long history."

"That's right, I can find out more, want to see?" Fu Hongxin laughed arrogantly, "Including, Xu Qingyao's matter."

The fingertips felt cool, the windows on the south side of the office were brightly lit, and the sun shone in, making it very warm, but Xu Qingcheng's body was covered with a layer of cold sweat.

I don't care if his words are true or not, but I have to admit that Fu Hongxin knows how to hit her weak point, even if he knows that he put poison on the delicious bait, he can't help but take a step further to find out.

Xu Qingcheng's lips were tightly pressed, and her eyes were suppressed, "What do you want to do?"

"I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to help you, my younger brother and sister." He laughed fiercely, "Didn't you send someone to find me at the Jinyu Charming Club some time ago, and it happened that I was going to play there tomorrow, and my younger brother and sister also came over. How about meeting and chatting?"

Xu Qingcheng exerted a little force with her fingertips, her face was cold, but her voice slowed down, "Okay, it's rare that you spend money."