Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

At this moment, in the eyes of others, the atmosphere in their place has the momentum of a storm that is about to come.

Fu Han's voice was deep and cold, and he said: "What kind of friends do you want to add, just call them over."

Wen Qingyue and Shen Yin were stunned, exchanged glances, and stepped back tacitly, Wen Qingyue said: "Okay, then I'll ask."

The implication was that she had added someone, and she was typing on the phone with her pale fingers, as if she really wanted to call someone over.

Shen Yin sneaked a glance at Fu Han, admiring Wen Qingyue in her heart, she was the only one who dared to provoke "Tai Sui" like this.

Wen Qingyue didn't plan to post it for real, she just did a full set of acting, her fingertips seemed to be typing, but in fact they didn't land on the keyboard at all.

The gloomy look on Fu Han's brows could not be suppressed at last, he reached out and snatched her mobile phone, and said in a deep voice, "That's so troublesome, Su Yan is the owner of this shop, who you want to see is up to him. "

While talking, he pressed Wen Qingyue's hand that wanted to take back the phone with one hand, and quickly clicked into the friend's homepage he just passed with the other hand, clicked on the circle of friends, enlarged one of the photos, and threw it to Su Yan. "Bring someone over here."

"Fu Han, are you sick? Give me back the phone!" Wen Qingyue was a little angry, her temples were throbbing, she struggled to stand up and wanted to grab the phone back, but was pulled into her arms by the man.

The man's big hands were wrapped around her waist, and the strength was just right. It would neither make her uncomfortable nor let her break free, and it was easy to consume physical strength.

Both Su Yan and Shen Yin were stunned, shocked by Fu Han's appearance, they didn't expect him to come for real.

Wen Qingyue's mobile phone was just lying on the table among the few people. The screen of the mobile phone was extremely bright under this kind of lighting. A half-length photo of a blond, blue-eyed, mixed-race man was naked in the air. His eight-pack abdominal muscles and bulging chest muscles were very It has a sense of power.

Su Yan won't take it, and it won't work if he doesn't take it.

Wen Qingyue blushed angrily, and the backlog of anger broke out at this moment, and said coldly: "Let me go! Do you know that your current behavior is very rude?"

Fu Han didn't respond to her, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, wrapped in the cold wind and frost, and said to Su Yan: "We'll gather here today."

These words already meant to drive people away, so Su Yan understood, picked up Shen Yin and left.

Shen Yin also realized that something was wrong, so she tactfully kept quiet and cooperated with Su Yan to leave.

There were only two people left in the booth, Wen Qingyue's eyes were burning with flames, showing no signs of going out, and said coldly: "Let go, don't force me to do it."

If it wasn't for the fact that his friends were all around, she could definitely break free from Fu Han, but that would be a big move and make a mess.

She was really angry, and her attitude was as indifferent as before, even more indifferent than when they first established a relationship.

Fu Han let go as she wished, Wen Qingyue stood up abruptly, bent down to reach for her phone and bag, and left quickly.

Looking at the back of her leaving angrily, like a runaway little tyrannosaur, a little cute, but also a little...Let him be at a loss.

Fu Han looked away, picked up his phone and chased after him.

Wen Qingyue had already stopped a taxi by the side of the road, and was about to get in the car when someone grabbed her arm.

"You're gone, what should I do?" The man's voice was low, his voice was hoarse because he was drunk, and he sounded a little aggrieved.

"The waiters in Su's family are quite discerning, and they won't ignore you."

Wen Qingyue shook off his hand, and quickly got into the car, not wanting the man to move faster, and stopped the car outside to prevent her from closing it.

She didn't dare to use force, for fear of smashing his hand.

The driver said impatiently: "No, can you leave? If you want to quarrel, go down and quarrel. Don't break my car and delay my money!"

Wen Qingyue glared at the man, let go of her hand, and Fu Han got into the car without hesitation.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked impatiently.

Wen Qingyue moved aside, distanced herself from Fu Han, and said, "XX villa area."

The driver was impatient at first, but after listening to the address, he realized that they were the two Gods of Wealth, his vicious expression immediately changed, and he said with a smile, "Okay, sit down, both of you."

When the car started, Fu Han moved his position again, approached Wen Qingyue, and said, "Yueyue, I have a headache."

After finishing the words, the man leaned his head on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Wen Qingyue struggled a bit, and said coldly: "Sit down, don't touch me!"

Fu Han raised his eyes and looked at her for a while, finally sighed softly, let go of her, leaned to the side, and dozed off.

Speechless all the way, Wen Qingyue turned her head and looked out the window, her thoughts were confused.

I was supposed to come out to play, but I got angry after playing.

One of the two pretended to sleep with their eyes closed, and the other tilted his head to think about things, neither of them noticed that the route outside the window was getting more and more remote.

It wasn't until the surrounding environment gradually darkened that Wen Qingyue noticed it, her face darkened, and she said coldly: "Stop!"

Hearing her speak, Fu Han also opened his eyes, looked at the environment outside the car window, and his eyes also sank.

The driver glanced at them through the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we haven't reached the place yet."

Wen Qingyue suddenly had a headache. She was so unlucky that her teeth were stuck in her saliva, and she could run into an illegal car by stopping a car on the side of the road.

"Brother, I advise you to send us back properly, or I will call the police." Wen Qingyue shook the phone in her hand.

I don't know how the driver's brain grows, he dares to blackmail others without any preparation, as long as she calls the police, he will be finished.

Squeak!

The driver slammed on the brakes, and Wen Qingyue instinctively pulled the man beside him to prevent him from crashing into the back of the seat in front of him.

Fu Han looked down at the hand on his shoulder, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, the little girl still cared about him.

Meeting his gaze, Wen Qingyue withdrew her hand, watched the driver get out of the car, and said, "Sit still and don't move."

As soon as the words fell, the driver came over and yanked the door beside her, cursing and saying: "Stinky bitch, you dare to call the police, get down!"

Wen Qingyue's eyes darkened, and she kicked out the moment the car door opened.

"what!"

The driver was caught off guard and kicked in the abdomen by her, and fell to the ground.

Wen Qingyue took advantage of this gap to get out of the car, closed the door with her backhand, and stared at the driver with a cold expression.

The driver didn't expect her to be so powerful, so he struggled to stand up and stared at her ferociously, "Miss, I advise you to be sensible and cooperate with me and give me the money. No one will find out."

Wen Qingyue snorted, rubbed her wrist, looked at him and said, "Okay, how much do you want?"

Unexpectedly, she would be so cooperative. The driver was stunned for a second, and stretched out his hand to count, "50, transfer it to me now."

"Heh." Wen Qingyue sneered, "You said that you have spent so much effort, you have done all the illegal things, and then you have to flee, why do you need 50? What can 50 do?"

"Stop fucking nonsense, hurry up and transfer the money, 100 million! Otherwise, I will kill you and your man!" Perhaps because of the ridicule she said, the driver became a little angry from embarrassment, with a fierce expression on his face.