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

Fu Jingchen just said it casually, but Ye Qingluo got furious instantly.

"Fu Jingchen, what are you thinking about? What's wrong with me? Even if there is a red spot on my neck, so what? Why do you have so many questions?"

After yelling at the man, Ye Qingluo seemed to casually raise the collar of his pajamas to cover his neck.

"Ah?" Fu Jingchen didn't know why Ye Qingluo reacted so strongly, and said innocently, "I didn't think anything. I was just worried that you might be allergic."

"No."

Remembering that there was Fu Yehan waiting in the room, Ye Qingluo didn't intend to continue to talk to Fu Jingchen, and explained seriously: "Maybe it was because my neck was rubbed against the bed when I picked up the phone just now. When you called for the first time, my phone hadn't completely fallen into the crack of the bed and was stuck on the edge. When I stretched out my fingers to clamp it out, I may have accidentally touched the hang-up button and hung up your call. Later, my fingers didn't clamp it firmly, and the phone fell completely into the gap, so I didn't answer your call. This is my explanation. Do you have any other questions?"

Fu Jingchen could also see Ye Qingluo's impatience, so he shook his head vigorously and said, "No problem, Qingluo, don't be angry. I will never doubt your words again. I believe everything you say."

Fu Jingchen blinked his innocent big eyes again and again, looked at her for a few seconds, then looked away, suppressing his grievance and lowering his head.

"I was just too worried about you. I was afraid that you would be in danger living alone. I'm sorry, Qingluo, I'm too sensitive."

Seeing his bewildered look, Ye Qingluo couldn't bear to keep a straight face. He struggled for a few seconds, then finally sighed, stepped aside to make room for him, and invited him, "Don't stand at the door. Now that you're here, come in and sit down. Didn't you just drink some wine? I'll make you some honey water."

"No, no, Qingluo, you don't have to worry about me. I didn't drink much, really." Fu Jingchen stood at the door and refused to go in. "It's too late now. I'm a grown man, it's not good for me to go into a girl's residence alone. I won't go in. If you have anything to say, just stand here and talk."

Ye Qingluo was worried that his reaction just now had frightened him, so he secretly adjusted his state and teased: "Why didn't you behave like a gentleman when you were drunk last time?"

"Ah?" Fu Jingchen scratched his head shyly.

Ye Qingluo continued to tease him, "Who dragged me to the hotel to get a room, forced me to listen to his crying for a whole night, and asked me to swear to the sky afterwards not to tell anyone, have you forgotten?"

"I was drunk that time." Fu Jingchen chuckled and said embarrassedly, "I was in a bad mood that day. You know the reason. I was too scared and had no place to vent. I happened to meet you and couldn't control myself."

This is a somewhat heavy topic.

After Ye Qingluo realized that he had said too much, he immediately brought the topic back.

"It's really too late now, so I won't keep you here any longer. You should go back and rest early." After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, he thought for a moment and added, "Fu Jingchen, I know you are worried about me, so you came all the way here to check on me. Since we are best friends, I won't say thank you. When you go back, be careful on the road and send me a message when you get home."

"Okay." Fu Jingchen nodded obediently, "Then I'll leave, you should go to bed early, good night, Qingluo."

"Yeah." Ye Qingluo waved at him, "Good night."

Click.

As soon as Ye Qingluo closed the front door, the bedroom door was opened.

Fu Yehan was very unhappy after being interrupted twice by Fu Jingchen in one night, but he couldn't get angry at Fu Jingchen who was completely unaware of the situation, so he could only endure it in frustration.

After all, Fu Jingchen came to me out of concern.

Moreover, from the conversation between the two just now, he could also hear that Fu Jingchen no longer had any inappropriate thoughts about Ye Qingluo, and their relationship was now very pure, otherwise Fu Jingchen would not have rejected Ye Qingluo's invitation to come in and maintained a sense of distance between men and women.

Putting aside other things, just from this point of view, Fu Yehan was quite satisfied with Fu Jingchen's performance today.

After creating a shadow in the bedroom, Fu Yehan prepared to change the battlefield.

Ye Qingluo had the same idea.

It has to be said that although the two people sometimes have small conflicts in other aspects, in terms of physicality alone, they have been highly compatible since the first day they met.

Ye Qingluo stood motionless at the door, watching Fu Yehan walk towards her.

Fu Yehan took a few steps forward, put his arms around her waist, pushed her against the door, and lowered his head to kiss her.

The moment their lips touched, Ye Qingluo immediately got into the mood.

She was sometimes surprised by her own reactions.

Perhaps because she had no idea about Fu Yehan's background, she had no distracting thoughts when it came to intimate matters and only focused on the wonderful experience that the other person's body brought her.

Ye Qingluo appears cold and aloof on the surface, but once she gets into the mood, she is actually very wild.

Like a demon that brought disaster to the country and the people, she put her arms around Fu Yehan's neck and put one leg around his waist.

Fu Yehan always understood what she meant quickly and reached out to support her.

Feeling the support of strength, Ye Qingluo raised his other leg and wrapped his whole body around Fu Yehan.

Just when the two were kissing passionately, "Bang, bang, bang", there was another urgent knock on the door against Ye Qingluo's back.

Ye Qingluo was like a cat whose fur suddenly stood up. He tightened his arms and hugged Fu Yehan tightly in the same posture as before.

Fu Yehan was strangled by her and couldn't breathe for several seconds.

"Qingluo." A familiar voice came from outside the door again, "It's me, Fu Jingchen. I forgot that I had something to tell you just now."

If he wasn't in disarray, Fu Yehan really wanted to rush out right now, pull Fu Jingchen in and give him a good scolding.

This was the third time Fu Yehan had tolerated him today.

There is nothing that can't be discussed another day.

He had to challenge his patience again and again.

Hearing Fu Jingchen's voice, even Ye Qingluo, who was usually very patient with Fu Jingchen, sighed heavily.

"I'm already asleep." Ye Qingluo said through the door, "If you have anything to say, call me tomorrow."

"Call me, I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly." Fu Jingchen insisted, "Qingluo, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry, you take your time to put on your clothes, I'll wait for you outside."

After Fu Jingchen finished speaking, Ye Qingluo sighed again.

After hesitating for several seconds, she finally withdrew from Fu Yehan.

Just like last time, Ye Qingluo forced Fu Yehan back into the bedroom and told him not to come out no matter what.

Facing the mirror on the entrance cabinet, Ye Qingluo straightened his clothes, then took a deep breath, rubbed his face hard, and tried to look calm, before finally gritted his teeth and opened the door.

"If you have anything else to say, just tell me." Ye Qingluo said straight to the point.

"It's not my business." Fu Jingchen explained, "It's your business. Didn't you send me a message asking if I knew any lawyers? What happened? Was it because of the dress?

If the lawsuit with Chu Lingxuan really escalates later, Fu Jingchen will definitely hear the news, so Ye Qingluo feels that there is no need to hide it from Fu Jingchen.

But just when she was about to tell the truth, she suddenly remembered Fu Yehan's tongue-twister-like expression of dissatisfaction.

She didn't know why Fu Yehan was so angry. She only knew that she had spoiled his fun many times today and didn't want to make him unhappy again.

"Jingchen, my business is not urgent. It's too late today. You go back first. I'll talk to you alone later when I have time. Okay?"

"Okay." Fu Jingchen nodded obediently, but had no intention of leaving.