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

His words stirred up waves in my heart.

He looked at the surveillance camera and knew it wasn't me who pushed Shixia down the stairs? Do you think I was wrongly blamed? Does he know that his precious little Qingmei is a hateful and scheming bitch?

I looked at him blankly.

The man hugged me with one hand and held a lighter in the other hand. The quenched blue fireworks illuminated his thin and three-dimensional profile.

He took a deep breath, blew out the smoke ring, and looked down at me.

"I asked you to get out at that time because I was afraid that you would hurt Shi Xia again in the future. Her heart has undergone major surgery and she cannot withstand the torture."

His tone was low and his expression was serious.

Therefore, he thought I was the one who pushed Shixia downstairs, so he told me to get out, fearing that I would hurt her again.

After seeing the surveillance, they realized they had wrongly blamed me and asked me to go home again.

"So, I come and go when you summon me?" I glared at him and asked coldly.

Every word of his explanation revealed his protection for Shixia. He asked me to leave because of her, and asked me to go back because I didn't hurt her!

Fu Yanshen narrowed his eyelids slightly, holding the cigarette in his hand and stroking the bridge of my nose with his fingers.

Like playing with one of his belongings.

"Miss, I'm trying to help you. If you don't go back for three days, your egoistic father will use hard and soft tactics to get you to go back... Why should you be proud of me?"

He smiled sarcastically at me.

I was so angry that I grabbed his arm and pinched him hard through the fabric.

Instead of getting angry, he smiled and took a nasty puff of his cigarette at me.

Not far away, someone was whistling this way.

They thought we were flirting.

"Who cares about your steps? Go to hell! Stop sowing discord between me and my father. It's as if you are not self-interested. You tie me up and refuse to divorce because I, and my family are still valuable to you. ?”

He is such a scumbag!

I gave him a slap in the face, and he sneered slightly, looking very disdainful.

What is he pretending to be?

"Let me go, I'm going to find Luoluo!"

I wanted to break away from him, but he put out the cigarette butt, grabbed my hand, and tore off the band-aid on my finger.

I also discovered that when I pinched him, I opened the wound on the nail bed and a lot of blood flowed out.

"hiss……"

I only realized the pain and kept sucking in air.

Fu Yanshen didn't know when he called the waiter. The male waiter had already brought the medicine box and placed it on the low table in front of us.

He picked up a iodophor cotton ball with tweezers and wanted to disinfect my wound.

"I don't want you to do it!"

I said stubbornly, trying hard to squeeze his warm and rough palm.

"Ah... it hurts!"

He deliberately used a wet cotton ball to rub my wound hard, which made me cry in pain.

"If you don't want me to do it, who should do it? Your Mr. Song?" he asked coldly.

I was so angry that I turned my head, "Yeah, I just want him to do it to me, I won't say anything anymore!"

As he spoke, I felt his eyes stabbing at me. I was afraid that he would hurt me again, so I quickly gave in.

Fu Yanshen's face looked better now. He continued to disinfect my wounds and put on new band-aids.

His movements were gentle and meticulous, and his expression was focused and serious, as if he was carefully repairing some precious treasure.

I looked at him like this, stunned, and didn't think much about it.

Anyway, he doesn’t really care about me. He is just worried that my new nails will look ugly and be an eyesore to him.

Looking at my fingers, I remembered the scene when I was injured that day, and my heart tightened. Did this bastard check the surveillance camera and see me crying that day?

"Qiaoqiao, the fireworks show is about to start! Come here quickly!"

At this time, Luoluo's shouts were heard in the distance.

When Fu Yanshen wasn't paying attention, I got out of his arms and ran to find Luoluo to help her celebrate her birthday.

The fireworks show is wonderful and romantic.

After the fireworks bloomed all over the sky, they fell like shooting stars.

The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, like the Chinese New Year.

Luo Luo wears a crown on her head, closes her eyes, lowers her head, and makes a pious wish.

"Brother Si Nan and Mr. Fu have been drinking, and they seem to have punched each other!"

"It looks full of gunpowder. Are you jealous?"

"Are you overthinking it? What's so good about that good-for-nothing young lady that makes it worth two men fighting for her?"

The last person to speak was Qin Lulu. Luoluo stepped forward to beat her, but I stopped her.

I pulled her towards the two men.

At the terrace bar on the first floor of the villa, two men were sitting behind the long bar. The lights illuminated their handsome and extraordinary faces. Each had his own handsomeness and different temperament.

There were two bottles of Royal Salute whiskey on the table. At this time, they each picked up the wine glasses and clinked them. The amber liquid inside swayed.

One drank it all in one gulp, and the other swallowed it carefully.

One face remained calm, while the other cheek flushed.

I ran over quickly. Fu Yanshen was about to take the bottle, but I snatched it away. I glared at him.

"Brother Sinan, please stop drinking." I turned around and advised Song Sinan, worried that Fu Yanshen would tell him the problem.

How could he, a banished immortal who was extremely self-disciplined, didn't smoke, and rarely drank alcohol, be a match for Fu Yanshen, a drunkard like him.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm fine, okay, I won't drink anymore." Song Sinan looked at me, with a blush on his cold white handsome face.

He said warmly, smiling gently at me.

I don't understand why he started drinking with Fu Yanshen.

Are they familiar?

Or was it Fu Yanshen who deliberately made him drink?

I stared at someone hatefully.

He had a suit jacket draped over his shoulders, his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his tie was loose, and he was holding a thick glass of wine between his fingers. His whole person exuded an air of a king that shocked the world.

He looked at me, with a wild and unrestrained smile on his sinister and handsome face.

Very charming.

I suppressed my heart palpitations and rolled my eyes at him.

Luo Luo, Song Sinan and I left the bar together, leaving Fu Yanshen who was still drinking alone.

The moment the elevator door closed, a hand squeezed through the crack in the door, and the door slowly opened again.

A strong smell of tobacco and alcohol rolled in. The man stepped in with long legs, and the air pressure in the elevator suddenly dropped.

He walked up to me, grabbed my waist from behind, and in front of Luoluo and Song Sinan, he tilted his head in my ear,

"Mrs. Fu, why didn't you wait for me?"

The whole weight of the man's body was leaning on me, heavy and heavy.

Is he drunk? Or did you deliberately declare your ownership in front of your male god?

"Fu Yanshen, you're drunk, stand still!" I scolded him angrily.

He ignored me and even bit my neck.

When I met the male god's gaze, I was so embarrassed that I quickly pretended not to look at him.

Fortunately, the floor was not high, so he and Luoluo went out before us.

"Your boyfriend lives next door to you? If I hadn't come tonight, would you have been impatient... and climbed into his bed?"

As soon as I entered the door, Fu Yanshen pressed me against the door panel. He held my chin and humiliated me badly.

I pulled away from him forcefully, but he pinched me again and turned my face abruptly, so that I was forced to face him.

"Or...has been touched by him?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, like the whisper of a demon from hell, and he sniffed my face carefully.