Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Big brother, he, is he your friend?"

The little girl's voice was like the chirping of birds in the morning, with a hint of innocence and innocence, "Hey, it's so strange, why, why does he look different from us? Look, he, he is so ugly!"

The corners of John's mouth twitched unconsciously. This damn girl, when she saw him when she was 8 years old, she said the same thing about him. At that time, he didn't care because she was just a child.

But now, now, what is this? Something suddenly occurred to him, well, forget it, now she has lost her intelligence for some reason and has become what people call a fool. What is he fussing over? He is fussing over a fool. If he tells it, they will laugh at him to death.

But why was her evaluation of him the same as before? Could it be that he, John, was really that ugly? No, no, no, it's impossible,

Fu Yanchen saw that John's face turned ugly and knew that he was angry. He quickly ordered his mother to take Xu Xiaoxiao to the restaurant to eat, otherwise the girl would not know what nonsense to say.

"she......"

Fu Yanchen opened his mouth, but John waved his hand, "Chen, please stop talking. You, you... answer me a question honestly."

Seeing John so serious, Fu Yanchen couldn't help but sit up straight, thinking he was going to talk about Xu Xiaoxiao. "Well, you ask."

John took a deep breath, "I, am I really that ugly?"

Fu Yanchen was stunned.

What the hell was he asking, and how was he going to answer it? John's appearance, in their country, is handsome and elegant.

However, here, in China, he seems to have really become an outlier. After all, most people here only like people from their own country.

Looking at Fu Yanchen's appearance, John felt bitter in his heart.

He wanted to cry, but he knew he couldn't cry. He is a man, a man who stands upright.

But why, why should he bear such evaluation? He is just a foreigner. No, Fu Yanchen is also a foreigner here.

"Look, look, you look like this, it's clear that my wife is right, very right, very right." John's voice was trembling.

Fu Yanchen was speechless. He had a headache as to why this John acted like a child.

What did he say? He didn't say anything! However, looking at John's look, he knew that he could not say anything more.

He could only stay by John's side silently, "Well, you have to know that no matter how you look, you are my friend and his brother."

John looked up at Fu Yanchen, "Really?"

"Yeah!" Fu Yanchen nodded.

However, Fu Yanchen could not understand the "pain" in John's heart. He was actually disliked by a little girl.

The scene changed instantly. The man who jumped into the river unexpectedly did not sink to the bottom of the river, but swam across the wide river surface and reached the other side.

He tiredly climbed up to the shore, sat on the wet grass, and wiped the water drops and river water from his face.

He gasped and said with lingering fear: "My mother, I almost died, bastard, I don't owe you anything this time. I follow you in fear every day. It's really impossible to live this kind of life."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded from behind, calm and deep, "Really?"

This voice was extremely familiar to him. The man froze as if he had been electrocuted. He turned around slowly, his eyes wide open, full of horror and disbelief.

"Ahhhhh, why is it you?" he screamed, his voice shrill and trembling, "How do you know I'm here, are you a ghost? How could you find me?"

The masked man looked at him with deep and cold eyes. He rubbed his temples, seemingly not surprised by the man's reaction, "How do you think I knew you were here?"