After breaking up, I was entangled by slag Gong again.

"You think I'll thank you, Fu Shenghe, you fucking let me go!" Qi Yan struggled violently.

"Don't move!" Fu Shenghe stretched out his free hand and slapped Qi Yan's ass.

Qi Yan's body froze. Although Fu Shenghe was not strong, his face turned red all of a sudden.

"Fu Shenghe, are you fucking sick? If you are sick, go take medicine! Let me down."

Until Qi Yan was rudely pushed into the car, she was still struggling, cursing Fu Shenghe.

Fu Shenghe sat beside him with a cold face, expressionless, not affected by Qi Yan's words at all, and even looked at the documents placed aside.Fu Shenghe was unmoved, Qi Yan only felt that all his strength was punched on the cotton.

He watched Fu Shenghe put on his eyes calmly, intending to read the document, but his subordinates suddenly exerted force and tore up the document in front of Fu Shenghe.

A vein twitched on Fu Shenghe's forehead, and his face was very gloomy. In the past, when Qi Yan saw Fu Shenghe's appearance, he would only feel shivering and frightened, but now he won't.

Qi Yan smiled coldly, and looked at Fu Shenghe provocatively, "What did Mr. Fu bring me here for, maybe he wants to play some kind of resurgence and reunion!"

"Ah, don't be so sentimental," Fu Chenghe's breath was a little unsteady, obviously being ruthless by Qi Yan's anger.

"Qi Yan, don't forget, you still owe me 5000 million yuan. If you are played with by these people all night, I am afraid that if this cheap life is gone, I will lose it!" Fu Shenghe said fiercely. Grabbing the chin of the person in front of him, his tone was cold.

"And I haven't settled with you for the injury on my arm. Do you think I'll just let you go?!"

Qi Yan paused, "Don't worry about 5000 million Mr. Fu, I won't forget, but don't worry about putting me by your side! I can't guarantee that next time, where will my knife be stabbed?"

"You think you can hurt me a second time, you overestimate yourself!" Fu Chenghe snorted coldly, and gave Qi Yan a disdainful sideways glance.

Back at Fu Shenghe's manor villa, the housekeeper respectfully opened the door for Fu Shenghe, and as soon as he entered, a soft voice came from Qi Yan's ear. "Sheng He, you're back."

Then there was an exclamation, Mu Yin ran up in small steps, looked at the blood oozing from the wound on Fu Chenghe's shoulder, and looked at Fu Chenghe worriedly.

"Does it hurt, how did this happen!"

"It's okay, I just accidentally got stabbed." Fu Shenghe said, looking at Qi Yan who was standing beside him.

Seeing the interaction between Fu Shenghe and Mu Yin, Qi Yan felt sick in his heart. He looked away and walked upstairs.

"Where are you going?" Fu Shenghe looked at Qi Yan's unmoving face, feeling a little unhappy.

"Mr. Fu is in my arms, so I won't disturb Mr. Fu's good deeds."

"You think you can still get the same treatment as before, Steward Liu, take him to the utility room in the basement, that will be your residence from now on." Fu Shenghe approached Qi Yan and smiled coldly.

Qi Yan stared at Fu Shenghe for two seconds, turned around and walked downstairs without saying a word.

Fu Shenghe looked at Qi Yan's back, his eyes became more gloomy, and now Qi Yan seemed to be unresponsive to everything.

With a gloomy face, Fu Shenghe ignored Mu Yin who was standing aside, and sat down on the spacious sofa.

With Fu Shenghe's large movements, the wound opened again. Fu Shenghe frowned, looked at the gauze that was gradually dyed red, and went to the bathroom with a sullen face.

"Qi Yan, Boss Fu called you!"

Not long after sitting in the dark and damp utility room, a servant stopped Qi Yan who was packing up.

The servant looked at Qi Yan with disdain, and left with a haughty expression after finishing speaking.

Qi Yan: "..."

It seems that he didn't offend the maid.

Qi Yan shook her head, and went to Fu Chenghe's room with clothes covered in dust and musty smell.

Fu Shenghe obviously just took a shower, the towel only covered his lower body, revealing his strong chest, his wet hair was brushed back, sweat beads were all over his smooth and plump forehead, and flowed down his cold chin to his well-developed chest muscles.

After seeing Qi Yan's figure, Fu Chenghe frowned, "What's the smell on you?!"

"Naturally, it's the damp musty smell unique to the utility room. Oh, I forgot. The pampered President Fu has never experienced this kind of smell."

"Hmph, the moment you sharpen your teeth, stay in the utility room for a while longer," Fu Chenghe sneered, "Come here and give me the medicine!"

"Mr. Fu is sure he wants me to go there!"

Qi Yan raised her eyebrows, and walked to the shelf where the gauze alcohol potion was placed.

At this moment, the gauze on Fu Chenghe's shoulders had been removed, revealing a bright red, hideous wound. The wound was no longer bleeding, but the flesh was turned outward, which looked terrifying.

With a cold face, Qi Yan picked up the alcohol on the side, aimed it at the wound, and was about to pour it all on, when Fu Chenghe spoke unhurriedly.

"Don't you want to know where your grandma's grave is?"

Qi Yan's hand holding the alcohol trembled instantly, some of the alcohol was shaken out, and it was sprinkled on Fu Chenghe's wound impartially.

Fu Chenghe's shoulders trembled violently. He gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the severe pain.

Qi Yan didn't care about Fu Shenghe's injuries at the moment. He was full of anxiety, and asked anxiously with a trembling voice, "You...what do you mean? Didn't you say that my grandma's ashes...have been scattered in the sea?" Qi Yan Yan's eyes were red, and the fundus of his eyes trembled violently. While doubting, he couldn't help but believe at the same time.

"That's a lie to you." Seeing Qi Yan's anxious look, Fu Shenghe spoke slowly, pretending to be indifferent.

"How can I believe what you said this time? Did you lie to me? Fu Shenghe, haven't you lied to me too often?" Qi Yan's violent heartbeat gradually slowed down, and his mind gradually calmed down, but The hand hanging by the side was still tightly clenched.

"I told you the words, believe it or not." Fu Shenghe didn't care about Qi Yan's doubts, he raised his eyebrows and motioned for Qi Yan to give him medicine.

Qi Yan gritted her back molars, endured the resentment in her heart, took alcohol, and used a cotton swab to disinfect Fu Shenghe's wound first.

Fu Shenghe hissed softly, Qi Yan paused, took a deep breath, resisted the thought of poking Fu Shenghe's wound hard, and eased some of the force.

Reapplied the medicine and wrapped it in gauze. I don't know if Fu Shenghe did it on purpose. While Qi Yan was taking the medicine, he would make painful noises from time to time, causing the veins on Qi Yan's forehead to twitch. Although Qi Yan sometimes It was intentional to strike harder.

After tying a knot in the gauze, Qi Yan pursed her lips and spoke again, her voice was already a little hoarse.

"Can you tell me where grandma is?"

"I said it before, shall I tell you now?!", Fu Shenghe looked at Qi Yan's pale and pale face, and his mood changed instantly.

Qi Yan couldn't help shaking the hand hanging by her side, resisting the urge to punch Fu Chenghe in the face.

"What right do you have to threaten me here, Fu Shenghe, don't forget, you killed my grandma!"

"Qi Yan, let me say it again, Mu Ling's death has nothing to do with me, I didn't kill your grandma."

Qi Yan snorted coldly, her eyes were full of distrust towards Fu Chenghe.

Fu Shenghe kept a cold face and didn't speak anymore. He never bothered to explain anything to others. Others only wanted to curry favor with Fu Shenghe, so there was no need for him to put down his posture and explain to others over and over again, but facing Qi Yan, Fu Shenghe unconsciously broke his bottom line and explained a few words.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not believe him!

Fu Shenghe was so annoyed that he stopped talking.

The atmosphere froze immediately, Qi Yan bit her lip to hide the steam that surged up instantly, and said with a choked voice.

"You said it wasn't you, who else would it be? I saw you dial that phone number with my own eyes." "I didn't let Zhao Xuan do anything," Fu Shenghe frowned tightly, interrupting Qi Yan's words.

"Your grandma fell ill after being stimulated, and she missed the best time for rescue. Qi Yan, use your brain to think about it. If Zhao Xuan really does something, he will also contact the doctor urgently, and Mu Ling can be rescued later. .”

"Ah," Qi Yan lowered her eyes, "Fu Shenghe, you keep saying it's not yourself, so who is the real murderer who killed my grandma?!"

Fu Shenghe fell into a rare silence, his back turned to Qi Yan's expression, his eyes were dim.

In the past few months, he has been investigating the truth of that day, but the truth seems to be wrapped in a cloud of black mist, and it seems that someone behind him is preventing the intervention, so that several months have passed, and he still has no clue.

Fu Shenghe rubbed the center of his brows, his voice was stiff, "Still investigating!"

Qi Yan sneered twice, and sneered at what Fu Chenghe said to him.

Fu Shenghe couldn't even produce any evidence, and even asked for his own trust.

"Then... when will you tell me where my grandma is buried!." Qi Yan took a deep breath, not to be too entangled in this matter, he asked the question he was most concerned about with a cold face.

"I'll let you know when the injury on my shoulder heals," Fu Shenghe said with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing an extremely dangerous smile, "but it depends on your attitude, if you pay more attention to it, it will be fine The quicker you are, the sooner you'll know."

"Don't forget that you stabbed me." Seeing the anger in Qi Yan's eyes, Fu Shenghe frowned and said.

Qi Yan stiffened her body, looked at Fu Shenghe's determined expression, gritted her teeth with a smirk, and said, "Okay, I will try my best to heal Mr. Fu's injuries!"

"When I take a shower from now on, you come here to rub my back, apply medicine, and wash yourself before you come." Fu Shenghe frowned, looking at the dusty Qi Yan.

Fu Chenghe's hands pinched his vitals, Qi Yan could only nod expressionlessly.

So the next day, Fu Shenghe sat in the bathtub and waited for half an hour before Qi Yan who came late and pushed the door open.

"Why are you moving so slowly!"