Lucky to Have You Till the End

Hearing Fu Sichen mentioned the previous events, Tang Xinyan's face became very ugly.

Her sudden change of expression made Fu Sichen very excited. He always thought that in Tang Xinyan's heart, he was a pivotal position. As for Mo Chiwei, it was just that she had not been loved by herself. , An alternative found.

"Xinyan, I know that you have not forgotten me, but I am not a ruthless and unrighteous person. As long as you behave well, you can still come back to me. As for the child in your stomach, just get rid of it. , I will help you contact the best doctor."

Fu Sichen said to himself, in his heart, Tang Xinyan already belonged to him again, he had begun to fantasize about the picture of two beautiful women in his arms.

"Fu Sichen, I know several authoritative doctors in psychiatry."

Tang Xinyan suddenly said, a bright smile appeared on her charming little face.

Psychiatrist? What do you mean?

Fu Sichen's face was blank, and he didn't quite understand what Tang Xinyan meant.

Seeing his stunned look, Tang Xinyan felt extremely ironic.

"You have been fantasizing about impossible things. This must be a mental illness. So, for the sake of being a couple, we will introduce a few familiar doctors to you. Of course, they see me and My husband’s face will be discounted to you. After all, your company seems to be much worse than before. It’s better to save a little bit, or else you have a greedy woman by your side. Sooner or later, you will be hollowed out."

Tang Xinyan's dazzling phoenix eyes fell on Tang Yurou's body, and a pun of mockery made Tang Yurou's whole body tremble.

"Tang Xinyan, are you rejecting me?"

Fu Sichen, who finally understood Tang Xinyan's meaning, instantly turned pale. Among the women he had played with, Tang Xinyan was the only woman who did not get it. He was not reconciled, so he secretly vowed that he would get this woman.

The ambition in Fu Sichen's eyes made Tang Xinyan curl up red lips mockingly.

"Give up that idea in your heart. If Mo Chi wants you to die, it's as simple as crushing an ant to death. Don't be overwhelmed."

After saying this, Tang Xinyan turned and left proudly.

"You...you stop me." Fu Sichen was so angry at Tang Xinyan's ridicule and contempt. He caught up with Tang Xinyan with a few strides, and put his big hand directly on her wrist.

"What do you want to do? Don't forget, this is a public place."

Fu Sichen's behavior made Tang Xinyan feel uneasy. After all, it was even more difficult to fight him with his own strength than to reach the sky.

"Xinyan, I know you still love me, obey, don't quarrel with me again." Fu Sichen looked at Tang Xinyan with an evil expression.

Trouble? Hearing this word spit out Fu Sichen's mouth, Tang Xinyan really felt funny.

"Fu Sichen, you are really sick...not lightly."

After saying this, Tang Xinyan tried hard to push Fu Sichen away, but he didn't expect that Fu Sichen would be caught to death. This made her struggling a few times, unable to push him away. The pain on her face made Tang Xinyan's face instantly pale.

Originally didn't want Fu Sichen to have any contact with Tang Xinyan, but when she saw Tang Xinyan frowning and looking painful, Tang Yurou felt very happy.

"Fu Sichen, if you don't want to die, just let me go."

An icy voice with no trace of temperature, just like the weather in the twelfth lunar month, suddenly rang in Fu Sichen's ear.

"Wei Mo Chi?" Seeing Mo Chi Wei walking in his direction, Fu Sichen's brows were tightly knit together. He didn't expect that he would meet Mo Chi Wei under such circumstances.

"pain……"

When Mo Chi passed by, Tang Xinyan looked aggrieved. Those big eyes that were as clear as spring water and glaze-like crystals were suddenly covered with a layer of mist. Their delicate and charming appearance made people want to embrace her immediately. Into the arms.

Mo Chiwei did not speak, but when he walked in front of Fu Sichen, he accurately buckled Fu Sichen's big hand.

"Ah..." Following Mo Chiwei's sudden reflex, Fu Sichen screamed in pain, and Tang Xinyan regained her freedom when he was suffering.

Mo Chiwei saw a circle of blue and purple on Tang Xinyan's wrist, and the sharp and angular face on his handsome face, and the sullen smile raised, made it even thicker.

"The last thing you should do is to make my woman make a painful sound."

The low voice squeezed out of the teeth, with a cruel smell, Fu Sichen realized that Mo Chiwei had the killing machine in his eyes. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The big hand that Mo Chiwei clasped on his wrist increased his strength again, and this time Fu Sichen clearly heard the sound similar to a broken bone.

"Wei Mo Chi, you...you quickly let go of him."

Seeing that Fu Sichen was about to faint in pain, Tang Yurou hardened his scalp and came to Mo Chiwei.

"waste."

Mo Chiwei let go of his big hand, watching Fu Sichen, who fell directly on the ground in pain, his thin **** lips, a thick ridicule.

After all, they were a couple who had been with him for a period of time. Although the two did not have any marital status, seeing Fu Sichen, who had always been arrogant, sitting on the ground with pain and pale face, Tang Xinyan was still a little soft.

"Let's... let's go." She gently pulled Lamo Chiwei's sleeves, her pupils cleared, revealing a touch of expectation.

Looking at Tang Xinyan's blue and purple wrists, the brutality in Mo Chiwei's eyes did not disappear.

"If he touches you again in the future, he will be abolished and he will not be able to be a man for the rest of his life."

There was a smile on Mo Chiwei's sharp, handsome face, but the words he uttered made people chill. He couldn't imagine, if he hadn't happened to come to inspect the mall today and happened to see this picture, would the soft Tang Xinyan be bullied by Fu Sichen.

Abolished him? This man is cruel enough.

With Tang Yurou's support, Fu Sichen stood up from the ground laboriously, and the black pupils gleaming with anger fiercely shot at Mo Chiwei's body.

Mo Chiwei smiled lightly.

"You... are not my opponent, don't let yourself be overwhelmed, or you will be abolished in minutes."

A peaceful magnetic voice without a trace of ripples, drawn from Mo Chiwei's thin lips, the innate domineering domineering that radiated all over his body, made people feel chilly and creepy.