After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

The way down the mountain is always easier than the way up.

Outside the car window, there are dense woods and mountains.

In the closed compartment, with a suitable temperature and soothing violin music, everything seemed to be extraordinarily quiet and beautiful.

After leaving the cemetery, Li Fei was always absent-minded. Her eyes always fell on the rapidly retreating scene outside the window, and the image of Li Wan during her lifetime kept popping up in her mind.

She blocked herself in a deserted corner of the campus, arrogantly showing off her parents' love and ridiculing her as a poor ghost who was dependent on others, but she could only watch her wandering around in front of her eyes...

[You are a country bumpkin who wants to like Fu's prince, so why don't you look in the mirror and see if you are worthy of him! 】

[My parents told me that you grew up sleeping in a dilapidated house surrounded by rats. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk tsk, so pathetic~

[You don’t need to be too jealous of me. After all, my destiny is different from yours. I will marry into a rich family and become a rich wife in the future]

[Look at you, you don’t have much of a future. Why don’t you go back to your small Poshan village and find an honest man to marry while you’re still young after graduating from college? 】

Slowly, Li Fei felt as if a big invisible hand was pinching her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe and causing chest pain.

The bad words in her memory were like nightmares that wrapped around every nerve in her body, automatically blocking the music in the car and making the space extremely narrow and depressing.

"Fei'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Fu Lingheng turned his head and found that her face was pale, with a light grayish color, and there was a look of pain between her brows.

He quickly pulled over, reached out to her cheek, and touched the warmth of the man's fingers. Somehow, she avoided it as a reflex, pushed the door open, got out of the car, and squatted in the haystacks on the side of the road, retching.

The acid water in her stomach surged into her throat, and her hands and feet were numb. She squatted on the roadside, hugging her knees with her arms, biting her lower lip, letting the sour and salty liquid flow from the corner of her mouth, and her body shivered. He stared at the sky with blurred eyes, but he couldn't control the tears and poured down violently.

"Fei'er."

Fu Lingheng was heartbroken when he saw this. He immediately got out of the car and ran over, picked her up from the ground, and gently patted her back with his generous palm to help her calm down.

She huddled in his arms, her thin shoulders kept twitching and trembling. Fu Lingheng felt that her heart had been torn open and then sewn back together again, and her flesh and blood were bloody and painful.

"Is it uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital."

He carried her back to the car, started the engine, and sped away.

Halfway through the journey, Li Fei gradually calmed down, but he was still huddled in the car seat without saying a word, and his face was worryingly pale.

She refused to go to the hospital, so Fu Lingheng took her home directly.

Since they haven't been eating at home recently, Mrs. Ying comes to clean up and leaves early every day.

This was not the first time he had seen Li Fei in such an abnormal state.

On the first day of the new year in the front hall of the old house, I also witnessed the charred remains of Li Hongming and Zhao Jiaqiu by the fire, plus this time today.

Fu Lingheng suddenly realized that perhaps the impact of her unfortunate childhood was far more serious than he expected.

Back then, she was imprisoned in an airtight space. On a night of thunder and lightning, she might have cried out in loneliness and despair, or she might have shivered in a corner like before...

While Li Fei was asleep, he walked to the balcony and called Dr. Wang and explained the whole story.

"Master, from your description, it is very likely that the young lady suffers from claustrophobia. As long as people are in a state of strong emotional stress, they will have a stress reaction."

Fu Lingheng's heart sank. Just as he had guessed, he was suffering from claustrophobia.

There was endless silence in the receiver. Dr. Wang noticed his worries and comforted him: "Master, don't worry too much. Generally, this disease can be cured. We can help through psychological treatment as the main method and drug treatment as a supplement." The young mistress walked out of the dark world in her heart."

Dr. Wang is not an expert in this field. No matter what the disease is, it is natural to detect it early, treat it early, and recover early.

But right now, Li Fei doesn't want to go to the hospital, and her specific condition is not yet known.

"Well, please help me contact the best psychiatrist first. I will take her there for a check-up in the next two days."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Lingheng stood on the balcony for a long time. The sun was shining brightly and the breeze blew across his cheeks. His deep and dark eyes were blurred in the smoke rising from his fingertips.

"She has a lot of grievances hidden in her heart, which she always suppresses and represses. Part of the damage is caused by me..."

He took a deep breath from the cigarette, moved his thin lips, and murmured in a low voice. A trace of self-mockery flashed across his dark eyes, and it passed so quickly that it was almost impossible to catch the trace.

At four o'clock in the evening, the person on the bed turned over and sat up with sleepy eyes, rubbing his sore forehead.

The curtains were drawn tightly, leaving only a warm yellow wall lamp, making the room dimly lit.

Before she could leave, the doorknob turned, and a man walked in with a piece of fresh meat wontons in his hand, placed it on the table, and then bent down to pick him up.

Li Fei wrapped his legs around his waist, put his hands around his neck, buried his head in his arms and rubbed his arms. He spoke in a lazy voice that just woke up, with a hint of coquettishness: " I didn’t fall asleep at home, why did I wake up in this room?”

She blinked her sleepy eyes and looked around. She saw a pure white single bed with simple decoration. The wardrobe door was half open, with two black suits and a few white shirts hanging inside, like an emergency place.

"This is where?"

"The group's lounge."

Fu Lingheng carried her to the bathroom, put her on the wash basin, twisted a wet towel and wiped her face.

"I fell asleep and you brought me to the group. Didn't all the Fu employees see it?"

"Ah."

"Your company should be off work at this time, otherwise I would be laughed at if I went out like this, right?"

The thought of walking out and having hundreds of eyes locked on her made her uncomfortable.

He leaned over, held the towel with his slender and beautiful fingers, and gently wiped away the remaining tears on her face. He looked into her eyes, raised his lips and smiled, pretending to be joking: "Madam CEO, who dares to laugh at you? I'm sorry. Whose squid?”

"I'm not Daji."

Her voice was soft, as if a feather was tugging at his heartstrings. It made his mouth go dry, his lower abdomen tightened, and he held her waist a little harder.

Li Fei was lifted off the wash basin by him, and his slender back was instantly pressed against the cold wall.

The two of them were so close that their noses almost touched each other, and their breaths were so close to each other.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head, and kissed her with cold lips without warning. The faint smell of his cigarette in her mouth, mixed with his unique masculine scent, made Li Fei lose consciousness for a moment, and even forgot. Struggled.

"Fu Lingheng~"

Her refusal and protest were all drowned in his domineering offensive. He held her waist, imprisoning her between his chest and the wall, and plundered her crazily.

He kissed her deeper and deeper, and his hands unconsciously reached into the hem of her clothes, moving up her spine little by little...

Li Fei's ears were red, and he couldn't help but let out a delicate gasp, which seemed to light a switch somewhere in him.

Their bodies gradually became hot, like boiling water.

One was breathing erratically, the other was breathing heavily.

He pressed her down on the sink, kissed her passionately, and moved his palms along her curves. His rising desire made his voice hoarse and seductive: "Fei'er, I love you."

The tone was charming and lustful, making one's bones feel numb and itchy.

Li Fei's body was weak, and in her blurred vision was his handsome and exquisite facial features, and his pupils as deep as the sea, grabbing her gaze like a whirlpool.