Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

She could bear anything, but after working so hard for so long, she couldn't get into Fu Yang's eyes at all, which made her very uncomfortable.

She helped Fu Yang wash his face, and then gently stroked his brows and eyes, her eyes were quite attached.

But Fu Yang pushed him away heavily, with a cold face and a lot of indifference in his tone.

"You go back first."

He was drunk, but he knew who the woman in front of him was.

Mu Yiyi tightly clenched her fists, she was very unwilling in her heart, and smiled softly: "Ah Yang, can I stay with you tonight?"

As she said that, she grabbed the man's arm, and then she pulled it lightly, and her coat fell off, revealing a strapless skirt.

She is good-looking and has a good figure, and most men would not reject him.

But in Fu Yangren's eyes, Fu Yang didn't have the slightest selfish distraction at all.

He frowned slightly, pushed the woman away heavily, and then stumbled to his feet.

"Ah Yang, where are you going?"

The woman walked over, and she wanted to support the man, but the man walked to the corner and brought out a box.

Seeing the box held in the man's hand, Mu Yiyi's whole body trembled, feeling a sense of terror.

Is this an urn?
She was very shocked and asked Fu Yang: "A Yang, what is this?"

The man looked at her coldly: "Go away."

The woman's heart felt as if someone had stabbed her hard, she never thought that her A Yang would tell her to go away.

She was so sad that her whole body was trembling, and she looked unwilling: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Fu Yang's tone was cold: "This is Qing'an's ashes."

Hearing his words, Mu Yiyi trembled all over his body.

Her heart was very sad, and she didn't know whether she should be sad or happy.

I am happy because Fu Qing'an is really dead.

Sad because now his fiancé is holding another woman's urn and telling her to go away.

She felt very reconciled, and then walked over.

Now Fu Yang is drunk, if she snatches the urn and destroys it, then this woman will disappear forever.

Thinking of this, she strode over to grab the urn.

But the man was holding the box tightly, and suddenly kicked the wooden one hard.

But Mu Yi was unwilling to let go, and insisted on snatching the urn.

Suddenly the man stumbled out of the door, and the woman followed: "Wait for me, give me the urn quickly, you and that woman are over, and it doesn't make any sense for you to keep her ashes."

She stretched out her hand to grab it, but the man gave her a cold look, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Qing'an is in this box, and this woman actually wants to snatch it. She really doesn't know what to do."

He kicked Mu Yiyi hard in the stomach, and kicked her down the stairs.

Mu Yiyi fell to the stairs below, her whole body fell to the ground, her whole body ached and her stomach ached.

She didn't expect that Fu Yang would do anything to her for this matter, and her tears fell down in an instant.

Fu Yangren glanced at her coldly, and then went back into the room.

Aunt Fu heard the movement and hurried to look, only to see the woman lying on the stairs like a discarded toy.

Aunt Fu hurried over to help her: "Miss Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Yiyi cried and said: "Aunt Fu, he is still holding Fu Qing'an's urn, and he is actually doing something to me. What do you think I should do?"