After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

At this moment, I am still probably three points awake.

When I realized that I was undressing Fu Yanshen and sending him to his door as his plaything, those dead memories came back to attack me.

In the past two years, I have picked up my self-esteem bit by bit, but now it is shattered again.

But what can I do?

I've already killed my own flesh and blood, am I going to harm Makino's future?

Fu Yanshen's back was as motionless as an ice sculpture, with a superior aura, like a king who could control the fate of others at will.

He was waiting for me to surrender under his suit pants.

I moved slowly towards him, every step I took was like walking towards the execution ground.

But soon, I was behind him.

He must have taken a shower. The clean smell of shower gel was on his white T-shirt. It smelled very good and diluted the unpleasant smell of alcohol on my body.

From a short distance away, my eyes fell on the hem of his T-shirt, and I lifted it up with my hands...

The palms of her hands quickly touched his warm waist without any fat, and gradually moved forward to touch his abdominal muscles. They felt good, harder than those of the male models in the nightclub, with clear lines and texture.

"Mr. Fu, are you satisfied with this?"

Seeing that he was still not excited and even seemed to be suppressing his anger, I looked up at the back of his head and asked drunkenly.

Her hands were already touching his strong chest muscles.

He should do some fitness exercises during this time.

"What do you want to do? I'll do whatever you want tonight. I just ask you to be noble and let Makino go and don't block him again." I said nice words to coax him.

As soon as I finished speaking, I was about to kiss his back. At this moment, the man suddenly grabbed my wrist and threw me away from him.

I staggered and my high heels fell off. Just when I thought I was about to fall, Fu Yanshen pulled me back again.

I felt like my arm was about to dislocate, and I frowned in pain. The next moment, I saw the man's livid handsome face.

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, do you really think you are a god? I, Fu Yanshen, must be you?" Fu Yanshen was like an angry tyrant, humiliating and sarcastic me.

"Get out!" He pointed at the door and shouted at me.

He used his tricks in such a big circle, didn't he just want me to come to his door and play with him? I've already taken the initiative to flirt with him, but he's still not satisfied.

The veins on the man's forehead popped out, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his dark eyes were filled with anger, as if there was still strong hatred.

I had no intention of trying to figure out his emotions. I only knew that he was even more angry, and now Makino was finished.

"Mr. Fu, how can you let Makino go?" I asked reluctantly.

Fu Yanshen suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me roughly towards the door of the room.

I was dragged into the room by him.

My body was pushed hard and I fell.

"roll!"

Just listen to the man's angry scolding accompanied by the slamming of the door.

I was thrown out of the room by him, fell to the ground, and hit my forehead on the railing.

I felt dizzy and had a burning pain in my forehead. Gradually, I smelled the rusty smell of blood.

It’s over. The only thing Fu Yanshen was interested in was my body, and now he’s no longer interested...

I don’t have any chips, how can I beg him?

Alcohol eroded my strength, and I couldn't get up several times. I could only rest against the railing and bury my face in my knees.

My mind was wandering, and I was pulled back by the pain in my forehead. I kept chanting "Makino" in my mouth.

I don’t know how much time passed before someone grabbed the back collar of my dress.

"I told you to get out, you——"

In the blurred vision, Fu Yanshen's expression changed faster than flipping through a book. The last second he was angry with a dark face, and this second, he seemed to be looking at me with distressed eyes.

I must be blinded again.

However, it doesn’t matter to me whether he cares about me or not.

Even if he is willing to give me love now, I don’t want it.

Fu Yanshen picked me up and walked into the bedroom.

Has he changed his mind again?

Now, Makino has hope again.

He didn't carry me to bed, but put me on the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. We used to do it on the sofa, and he liked it.

At this moment, he didn't know where he was.

When I fell asleep, I felt a warm feeling on my face, along with moisture.

When I opened my eyes, Fu Yanshen was wiping my face.

He knelt on one knee, holding the back of my head with one hand, and holding a white towel with blood stains on the other hand.

"hiss……"

The towel touched my forehead and I gasped in pain.

I saw the man's eyebrows gradually tightening, a pair of black eyes seeming to be staring at my wound, and his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

He threw the blood-stained towel into the basin, opened the household medicine box, and took out the brown iodophor bottle...

Seeing that he was kind enough to help me treat my wound, I quickly seized the opportunity and said, "Mr. Fu, regarding Makino's matter, please——"

"Hey... it hurts!"

Before I finished speaking, Fu Yanshen suddenly pressed hard on my wound with a sterile cotton ball dipped in iodine. I screamed in pain and pinched his arm tightly with my fingertips.

"Why doesn't it hurt to death?" The man stared at me, gritting his teeth with a cruel look on his face.

He didn't look at me, and gently wiped my forehead with the iodophor cotton ball in his hand.

My head became heavier and heavier, so I closed my eyes to rest and let him do as he pleased.

While staring in confusion, Fu Yanshen put a glass of water to my mouth. It was lemon honey water. Drinking it will make me feel better after drinking.

A long time ago, when he came back from socializing, I would make him a drink and let him drink it.

After a while, I soaked in the bathtub again. The warm water massaged my body, which was very comfortable. Fu Yanshen was washing my hair.

When I was about to fall asleep again, there was an annoying "buzzing" sound above my head.

"I want to sleep!" I protested irritably.

"Blow dry your hair first." The man said seriously.

"No, I want to sleep!" I stamped my feet, acting impatiently.

"Okay, okay, right away, almost ready..."

Listening to his gentle coaxing voice made me feel better.

In his hazy vision, a warm picture reflected in the mirror.

I was wrapped in a white bath towel under my arm, my hair was wet, and there was gauze on my forehead. Fu Yan was close behind me, holding the hair dryer high, and running his other hand through my hair. His expression was serious and focused, and his eyes were...gentle, Pamper.

……

When I regained consciousness, the scene of Fu Yanshen helping me dry my hair was still swirling in my mind, like a dream.

But I know it's not a dream.

I was also completely awake.

Last night, I came to Fu Yanshen to beg Fu Yanshen to let go of Makino and tease him, but he threw me out. After I injured my forehead in a fall, he helped me take care of the wound, bathe and dry my hair...

He actually played with me like a beast.

I also gradually remembered what Lin Xiao said to me when we were at the bar...

He said that Fu Yanshen made a will two years ago.

What he meant was that Fu Yanshen took me to London to celebrate the New Year, which was the last year of his life.

In my mind, I suddenly recalled the desperate look in his eyes that I inadvertently captured that night when the blue fireworks were in full bloom...