After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

As soon as he came out of the studio, Li Fei saw a familiar face.

The driver of the Fu family's old house opened the car door and waited respectfully on the back seat.

"Young mistress, I have been asked to take you back to my old home."

"Grandpa is sick?"

Li Fei's first reaction was this. She just came back from her old house the day before yesterday. Why did she send a driver to pick her up at the filming site today?

"No, the young master said that there was a thief in Fenghua Residence. The house is a bit messy and it will take at least two months to complete the decoration. So he sent me to pick you up and take you back to your old house."

She looked surprised and couldn't believe it: "Isn't he at home? How could he be robbed?"

"I don't know about this either. The young master only said that the kitchen was the most severely damaged and the sewers were blocked, making it impossible for people to live in it."

She leaned over and got into the car: "A thief entered the house. If he didn't go upstairs to steal valuables, cash, jewelry, etc., why would he go to the kitchen to rummage?"

Li Fei felt strange. Where could there be a thief who didn't want money? What was he after?

Besides, the security system in Fenghuali is very good, how could it be visited by thieves in broad daylight?

Forty minutes later, the car arrived at the front yard of the old house.

Fu Lingheng stood on the balcony of the master bedroom on the second floor, with a figure as tall as jade and a stern face. There was a hint of exhaustion in his deep eyes, but he still couldn't hide his natural nobility and elegance.

Hearing the noise, the man strode down the stairs and his eyes fell on the woman in the living room who was being pulled by the old man to play chess. Seeing that she was wearing a thin coat, he immediately took off his own and put it on her body: "Why are you wearing so little? Cold?"

He took the opportunity to sit next to her and wanted to cover her hands, but he never wanted to be avoided by her movements of playing chess.

"Fei'er's chess skills have improved."

Mr. Fu held the black chess piece down and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa, you taught me well."

When Li Fei first entered the Fu family, he often accompanied the old man to play chess with his old friends, sometimes at home and sometimes in the chess courtyard. After watching more, he would naturally learn some tricks.

One time, the old man and an old man were playing chess in the chess courtyard. She couldn't help but ran to the beginner area. Her opponent was a girl who had been here three days more than her. Although she was a beginner, her chess skills were very good.

So the two started fighting, and the fight became more and more intense.

During the game, the old man watched the whole process. Although the ending was not satisfactory, he was so impressed that she was a child with excellent chess skills and decided to teach her how to play chess.

"Thankfully, I have a smart and well-behaved granddaughter-in-law like Fei'er, who can play chess with me when she comes back occasionally."

Mr. Fu said as he glanced at the unsmiling grandson next to him, "Unlike some unfilial children and grandchildren who don't stay with the old man, I can't even hold a great-grandson in my arms."

He pretended to be angry, snorting softly, and his white beard curled up and down, which was really interesting.

"Grandpa, giving birth to a child is not something you just have to do..."

Fu Lingheng rubbed his forehead. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man. He put down the black piece in his hand and looked at his grandson with sharp eyes: "Don't talk nonsense to me, I don't like to hear it."

He stroked his beard and continued: "I don't think there is anything wrong with Fei'er. The problem lies with you, a bastard. If you honestly think there is something wrong with your health, I will call Dr. Wang to come over and check it out for you before the end of the year. "

The corners of Fu Lingheng's mouth twitched, and the lines on his face suddenly became slightly stiff. He really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Is this the second time you say he can't do it?

And every time I have to do it in front of Li Fei...

"Old man, I solemnly tell you once, there is nothing wrong with my health!"

Seeing that his face was dark and angry, the old man said nothing more, put down the chess pieces, stood up with a cane, and walked slowly into the house.

After the old man left, Fu Lingheng's face remained cold.

He took out the cigarette case from his pants pocket, took out a cigarette and bit it between his lips, lowered his head and lit it with a lighter, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke ring, lingering in the air for a long time.

Li Fei raised his eyes and looked at him, his clear eyes flashing with confusion: "Fu Lingheng, didn't you still have a fever and cough this morning? Why are you still smoking?"

In five seconds, the man quickly put out the half-burned cigarette and stretched out his long, well-jointed fingers toward her.

"Let's go upstairs."

Li Fei: "..."

He pulled her upstairs and kicked open the door to the room.

Before she could see the environment clearly, she was pushed down on the bed.

As the man pressed down and his legs were forced to clamp together, Li Fei's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the man who was looking down at her.

His handsome face was just a stone's throw away from her, and the hot breath he sprayed brushed against her ears, making her heart beat wildly. She even smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his body.

"What's wrong with you again?"

"Why didn't you answer the phone after I called you all day?"

"I'm busy with work and don't have time to look at my phone."

"Then why didn't you look at me seriously downstairs just now?"

He raised his hand and twisted a strand of her hair around his fingertips, his eyes burning.

Li Fei swallowed his saliva in disappointment and avoided looking into his eyes.

"I'm warning you, this is an old house. If you dare to mess around, I will call grandpa to deal with you."

"I really want him to see it with his own eyes, so that he won't say that I'm not in good health."

Fu Lingheng's eyebrows were stained with a smile, and his eyes were staring at her.

"How dare you...uh..."

The next second, his right palm suddenly grabbed the back of her head.

Her lips were sealed for an instant, and she opened her eyes wide in surprise as she looked at the man who suddenly kissed her. She felt like she was falling into the deep sea, waves crashing over her, and she suddenly felt like the world was spinning.

His kiss was placed on her soft and bright red lips, a very gentle touch, but also a bit domineering. The tip of his tongue pried open her teeth and drove straight in, entangled her tongue, and forcefully occupied her territory.

The man's breathing was heavy, and his hot breath blew on her cheeks. Her face turned crimson, and her body gradually heated up.

Li Fei felt as if his throat was clogged with cotton wool, his mind went blank and he was dizzy.

"Tattoo letters read backwards."

His voice was full of temptation, and he raised the tattoo on his left hand in front of her eyes. A row of letters and numbers were clearly visible.

Li Fei hated the tattoo when he saw it, and wanted to contradict him, saying, "Don't read it."

Fu Lingheng's hand wanted to reach into the hem of her clothes, caressing her fingertips carefully, and said in a lazy tone, "Do you miss her?"

Feeling the touch on her waist, she froze and read out stumblingly: "L&F...0125?"

For some reason, her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, so rhythmically that she could hear it clearly with her own ears.

L&F.

What is...

Fu Lingheng usually gave people a condensed aura, and a look in his eyes could scare people to the core. Now, the faint starlight was flowing in his eyes.

Li Fei stared blankly, and the long-lost throbbing in her heart quietly passed through her heart.

He opened his thin lips lightly and spoke in a low-alcohol magnetic voice: "My tattoo does not have any random meaning, it is your name, Li Fei!"

"Isn't it the abbreviation of you and Li Wan? How could it be my name..."

She murmured in a low voice, her eyes were inexplicably moist, and a tear quietly slipped from the corner of her eye, flowing along the delicate outline and onto the pillow, making a large area wet.

Fu Lingheng took her into his arms, caressed her slender back with his broad palms, and explained in a low voice: "The reason why I went to the hospital to see Li Wan and organize her funeral was entirely because she is your family, nothing else. .”

Li Wan lay on the hospital bed with tears in her eyes all day long and shouted that she wanted to see her sister. She said that she had too many things that she wanted to say to her that she was holding back in her heart.

But Li Fei never paid attention to her.

[I'm afraid I won't have much time left with such an incurable disease. After Fu Lingheng's death, please help me say I'm sorry to Fei'er. 】

At that time, Li Wan had already suffered from the pain caused by chemotherapy. Her hair had fallen out and her face was pale. It took her a long time to speak even a sentence.

Fu Lingheng originally planned to take Li Fei to meet her, but then he thought of her cold face and rejected him, so he gave up the idea immediately.

"Li Fei, you are the first woman I like and the last one."

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. His tone didn't sound like the slightest bit of a joke, it was said with a very serious attitude.

Li Fei was still out of the situation, and what he said to himself was as illusory as a dream.

She sat up slowly, equally serious, and only believed two or three points of what he said.

"Fu Lingheng, in order to make grandpa happy and not want to get divorced, are you making up stories to deceive people?"

What was his attitude towards her before, and what is his attitude towards her now?

Regarding liking him, she has always had a low self-esteem since she was young, especially when she saw him and Li Wan talking and laughing on the confession wall.

She acquiesced that he liked Li Wan, so she hid her love silently and didn't mention it after the marriage.

Fu Lingheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and the hand that touched her waist gently squeezed, obviously a little angry: "Do I look like I'm making up a story?"

Li Fei slapped his hand away, "Otherwise, your brain will be burned out."

"I....."

Fu Lingheng choked, and three black lines fell on his forehead, "How much is my credibility in your heart worth?"

"0."

Her simple words were shocking, but she stabbed straight into people's hearts.

“…”

"Mr. Fu, I'm not a three-year-old child, so I won't believe your lies."

"What nonsense? I fell in love with you the first time I saw you at the school anniversary party during my sophomore year."

At the school anniversary party, he was sitting in the student union president's seat. The lights were turned off, and a light beam of light came down from the left side of the stage.

The girl is holding a violin and combing her princess hair. That look will last forever...

"You really don't believe I like you?"

Her heartbeat skipped a beat and she stared at him blankly. Although she was in disbelief, her mind was clear.

"Do I look stupid?"