The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

Fu Yehan's words were so majestic that Ye Qingluo forgot about his financial sponsorship and his heart suddenly trembled.

"I asked you." Ye Qingluo put his hands on Fu Yehan's neck and said with an unsteady breath, "You said it yourself, among the lawyers you know, there is no one more powerful than Ling Shi, so I went to ask someone else."

"I did say that." Fu Yehan's pace gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely, but his tone was still unfriendly, "You know that I know Ling Shi. Do you think there is a possibility that I can let Ling Shi take charge of your lawsuit personally?"

"I know, it's possible, and Ling Shi also offered to help me sue my ex-husband and his family that day."

"So, what kind of lawyer are you still looking for?"

"I don't want to use him." Ye Qingluo said firmly.

"Why?" Fu Yehan was puzzled.

"Because he is too expensive, I can't afford him." Ye Qingluo said truthfully.

Unexpectedly, she was worried about the money. Fu Ye smiled coldly and said, "Don't worry about Ling Shi's expenses. It won't be too late to settle with him after you win the lawsuit and get the money."

This is a solution.

Ling Shi himself had the same idea.

Ye Qingluo thought about it, and then refused firmly: "Then I don't need him either."

"Hmm?" Fu Yehan's eyebrows suddenly shrank, "Why this time?"

Ye Qingluo smiled slightly, suddenly raised his head, kissed Fu Yehan's lips, then slowly pushed him down, then suddenly turned over and lay on him.

"Because I want to spend my money wisely."

After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, he did not give Fu Yehan any time to question him and turned from passive to active.

After Fu Jingchen's phone was automatically hung up, he never called again.

Ye Qingluo completely forgot about this matter in a blink of an eye.

As expected of a man who has undergone "professional training", the aura of a mature man on Fu Yehan is so fascinating, and his physical strength is also super good. There are traces of battle in every corner of the room.

Fu Yehan took her, like riding a roller coaster, reaching the peak little by little.

However, just as the two of them were getting into the mood and preparing to follow the rhythm, there was suddenly a series of urgent knocks on the door.

Ye Qingluo was so frightened that his whole body tensed up and his soul almost flew away.

Fu Yehan was not afraid, but was suddenly pulled down from the peak of the roller coaster by her excessive reaction.

The feeling is simply indescribable.

How wonderful the normal rhythm is, how unpleasant the rhythm after the accident is.

It is already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Ye Qingluo doesn't know why someone would knock on the door at this time.

No, not a knock.

It's smashing the door.

The other party was banging on the door, as if if she didn't open it, he would break in the next second.

This was the first time Ye Qingluo had encountered such a situation since he moved in.

If Fu Yehan hadn't been around, she would have been scared to death.

"Wait here, I'll go open the door."

Fu Yehan's brows were filled with anger and resentment. He quickly put on his pajamas and prepared to go out to see who was the jerk who came to harass his wife in the middle of the night.

Fu Yehan had just opened the bedroom door when he heard Fu Jingchen's anxious voice at the entrance.

"Qingluo, Qingluo, are you home?"

"I'm Jingchen. If you're home, come and open the door."

"Why did your call suddenly go offline? I called you but you didn't answer. Did you encounter any danger?"

"Qingluo, I'll count to fifty. If you don't open the door, I'll try the password myself."

"I know all your passwords are his birthday. I started counting, and then I opened the door and went in."

After hearing Fu Jingchen's voice, Fu Yehan stopped instantly as he was about to open the door.

Ye Qingluo was also confused for a while.

Unexpectedly, even though she didn't answer the phone, Fu Jingchen would come to her house.

Fu Jingchen guessed correctly that the password to her front door was indeed Chu Lingxuan's birthday. It wasn't that she couldn't let it go, it was just that all her passwords were these numbers.

When she set the password, she couldn't think of other numbers at the moment, so she continued to use her previous memory habits.

Perhaps because he was afraid of causing embarrassment by barging in in the middle of the night, Fu Jingchen emphasized what he was going to do next and waited for a while before starting to count, leaving enough pause time between each number.

Ye Qingluo quickly put on his pajamas and tidied himself up.

After that, he pushed Fu Yehan back to the bedroom and said in a low voice, "I don't want to be seen by my friends. Stay in the bedroom and don't come out."

Ye Qingluo didn't have time to think too much and spoke very directly. Logically speaking, with Fu Yehan's "professional" qualities, he should be able to understand this kind of thing.

But Ye Qingluo never expected that Fu Yehan not only did not understand, but became even more unhappy.

"What don't you want your friends to see?" Fu Yehan pulled her waist into his arms and looked down at her. "How embarrassing is it to be with me that you're so nervous?"

Fu Jingchen had already counted to forty. Ye Qingluo didn't have time to talk to Fu Yehan anymore, so she stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the chin.

After giving him a sweet treat, Ye Qingluo warned him calmly and firmly: "Fu Yehan, please be aware of your identity. I've said before, don't test my bottom line again and again. There is only a transaction between us. I spend money to buy my happiness, not your happiness. Do you understand?"

After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, he closed the bedroom door without waiting for Fu Yehan to respond.

Fu Jingchen did not stop after counting to fifty, but counted ten more numbers before entering the password.

However, just after entering two numbers, the front door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Fu Jingchen was caught off guard and instinctively let out an "ah".

Originally, after Ye Qingluo hid Fu Yehan's shoes, she had forced herself to calm down her emotions which had been fluctuating one after another. However, she was frightened again by Fu Jingchen's sudden shout.

"Qingluo, you are at home." Fu Jingchen looked incredible.

"Ah." Ye Qingluo laughed awkwardly and replied, "I'm at home."

"Why don't you answer the phone when you're at home?"

Fu Jingchen's simple words became a huge problem.

Thinking of the real reason why he didn't answer the phone just now, Ye Qingluo blushed instantly, and didn't answer Fu Jingchen's question for a long time.

"Qingluo, what's wrong with you?" Fu Jingchen looked at her at a loss and asked puzzledly, "Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"I'm fine. It's just that when you called just now, I lost my grip on my phone and it fell into the crack of the bed. When you called the second time, I hadn't gotten the phone out yet. I just managed to get it out."

Ye Qingluo racked his brains to come up with such a poor excuse.

"I see. No wonder you didn't answer the phone."

Seeing that Fu Jingchen was so easy to fool, Ye Qingluo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just as she relaxed, Fu Jingchen suddenly asked in confusion: "No, the first time I called you, it wasn't me who hung up, it was you who hung up."

Ye Qingluo: “…”

You are really serious.

Don’t you know that there is such a thing as excuse in this world?

Ye Qingluo sighed deeply.

"Qingluo, something's wrong with you." Fu Jingchen looked at her for a while without looking away.

A few seconds later, Fu Jingchen's eyes widened as if he had discovered a new world.

"Qingluo, what's wrong with your neck? Why is there a red spot?"