After marrying the richest husband

In the quietness of the night, the sound of the phone call seemed particularly abrupt.

Fu Xingzhou glanced at Fang Yuzhou like a dead man: "For the sake of Sangqiao, I will give you another piece of advice, keep quiet."

The black gold cup parked on the side of the road drove along the dirt road into the woods at some point.

Fang Yuzhou looked dazed, but he still didn't dare to speak in the end.

Fu Xingzhou turned sideways slightly and picked up the phone.

It was already midnight, and the snow that had been snowing for half the night showed no intention of stopping.

A thick layer of snowflakes accumulated on the ground, and then fell on the man's shoulders and hair.

In the freezing cold.

Fu Xingzhou's voice was warm.

He spoke softly, whispering like a bedside story: "Qiaoqiao, why aren't you asleep?"

Sang Qiao huddled under the quilt in the dormitory, pulled up the heavy quilt to cover her head tightly, and Cici's voice came from the phone: "You obviously haven't slept yet."

Fu Xingzhou put the hand that was not answering the phone into the coat pocket, and his whole body that was originally full of coldness seemed to relax a bit: "Hey, I still have some documents to read, Qiao Bao sleeps first, I will go to sleep later ,OK?"

Sang Qiao turned over on the bed, and said in disbelief, "Really?"

Fu Xingzhou said: "Of course it is true."

Sang Qiao didn't know whether he believed it or not, and he didn't speak for a long time, only the sound of shallow breathing came from the receiver of the mobile phone.

Fu Xingzhou waited patiently for a few minutes, then said softly, "Qiaoqiao?"

Sang Qiao let out a quick hey.

Fu Xingzhou sighed, and coaxed again: "Qiao Bao is obedient, go to sleep first, and when you finish recording this Saturday, I will pick you up, huh?"

Sang Qiao hummed unhappily twice, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said very cunningly: "Yes, why don't you ask why I have a mobile phone to call you at this time?"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou was silent for a few seconds, and he really didn't think of this question for a while.

So he followed Sang Qiao's words and said, "Qiao Bao borrowed a mobile phone from the dormitory administrator?"

Sang Qiao snapped: "That's not true, I secretly handed in the broken cell phone to recharge, and hid the good one you just bought for me!"

Fu Xingzhou laughed softly: "Qiaoqiao is really smart."

Sang Qiao turned himself over on the bed again.

After pausing for a few seconds, he cautiously shrunk himself under the quilt again, and then said in a low voice: "Fang Yuzhou went to the bathroom and didn't come back for more than three hours."

Fu Xingzhou paused, then turned his head to look at Fang Yuzhou who was standing not far behind him.

Fang Yuzhou trembled all over, subconsciously took two steps back.

Before he could move his legs, Raven reached out and stopped him.

The smile on Raven's face was official, and he said, "Mr. Fang, it's a bit cold outside the car, let's get in the car and rest."

Fang Yuzhou: "..."

There are no street lights in the woods, let alone cameras.

The people sitting on the black gold cup had less scruples, and only one of them got off randomly and put Fang Yuzhou on the car.

Fu Xingzhou withdrew his gaze and said, "Qiao Bao cares about him so much?"

Sang Qiao shook his head under the quilt, and quickly realized that Fu Xingzhou couldn't see his movements through the phone, so he pursed his lips and said, "I don't care about him...Fu Xingzhou, where are you now?"

Fu Xingzhou said softly: "In the company."

Sang Qiao said slowly, hesitated for a few seconds, and added: "Fu Xingzhou, don't lie to me."

Fu Xingzhou said softly, "Okay, don't lie to Qiao Bao."

Although Fu Xingzhou's credit in bed has long since gone bankrupt, in Sang Qiao's heart, his credit in other aspects is still very high.

After careful confirmation many times, and all got affirmative answers.

Sang Qiao still believed that Fu Xingzhou should have nothing to do with Fang Yuzhou's sudden going out tonight, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, almost 10 minutes had passed since Sang Qiao started calling Fu Xingzhou.

Sang Qiao, who was about to die under the quilt, secretly lifted one corner of the quilt and took two big breaths, then satiated himself again with satisfaction, and continued to talk to Fu Xingzhou: "Then you Go to bed early after work, it's almost three o'clock."

Fu Xingzhou's brows and eyes gradually softened: "Okay."

Sang Qiao thought for a while: "I won't be able to work so late in the future, my body will be overwhelmed, you are so old."

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fortunately, Fu Xingzhou hadn't waited for the trouble.

Sang Qiao has already changed his words in time: "No, I didn't mean you are old! Although you are a bit older than me, you are the most handsome and capable!"

Fu Xingzhou said in a low voice: "Really?"

Sang Qiao: "Yes wow!"

Fu Xingzhou hooked his lower lip: "Where am I bigger than Qiao Bao, and what is the most capable?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao felt that the place where his face was in contact with the inside of the quilt was so hot that he could rub against it to start a fire, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he could only bear it for a long time: "Fu Xingzhou!"

Fu Xingzhou was far enough away from Raven and the van.

He put away his smile, and promptly made amends: "Baby Qiao, I was wrong."

Sang Qiao couldn't get angry with Fu Xingzhou over the phone, so he could only say angrily to him: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to sleep!"

Fu Xingzhou said, "Good night, Qiaoqiao."

Sang Qiao usually hangs up the phone calls between the two of them first.

Fu Xingzhou waited for Sang Qiao to hang up, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear the hang up sound.

Fu Xingzhou thought that Sang Qiao had fallen asleep, and was about to ask another question softly.

Suddenly, Sang Qiao's voice was heard.

"Fu Xingzhou."

Different from the atmosphere when the two of them were chatting before, the tone on the other end of the phone seemed a bit dull, entangled and awkward.

It seemed that he had hesitated for a long time, but he still couldn't hold back.

Sang Qiao covered her head in the quilt, paused, and then resumed speaking: "Don't do bad things for me."

He was bored for a while, and said in a low voice, "That's...you don't do illegal things, don't do bad things, and don't do unworthy things because of those annoying people."

The night was cold.

Sang Qiao's voice seemed obedient and stable.

He curled the corner of his mouth, smiled and said to Fu Xingzhou: "No matter what happens to others, we should be fine, and you should be fine, too, okay?"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou opened his mouth, but suddenly he was speechless.

This was a very rare experience for Fu Xingzhou.

At this moment, Fu Xingzhou even found it difficult to judge whether Sang Qiao really believed him, or whether he already knew Fang Yuzhou's whereabouts.

Or after knowing it, they still decided to trust him.

Fu Xingzhou's figure froze for a few seconds.

Still haven't figured out how to answer Sangqiao's words.

Then I heard the other end of the phone speak again: "Also, Fu Xingzhou, I've made up my mind. When my show is over, we'll make it public."

Fu Xingzhou was startled.

Sang Qiao muttered: "Actually, it's okay to make it public now... But I think it's not very good after thinking about it. What if they all say that I was ranked because of your favor? But it seems that I It's because of your light, but..."

Fu Xingzhou said: "Okay."

Sang Qiao who was interrupted: "Huh?"

Fu Xingzhou repeated: "I say, yes."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao carefully recalled the long series of words he had just said, and for a moment he was not quite sure which sentence Fu Xingzhou was targeting, so he could only hold the quilt tightly and said again: "After the show is over?"

Fu Xingzhou: "Okay."

Sang Qiao: "You seem like a robot who has no emotions and can only say good things..."

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou raised his head and glanced at the night sky with snowflakes falling: "Qiaoqiao, I'm very happy."

"Fu Xingzhou, I'm also very happy."

Sang Qiao said seriously, "So you must be well."

Fu Xingzhou's tone paused slightly: "Okay."

Sang Qiao secretly smiled by himself in bed until his brows and eyes became a line: "That's right, I still have something to tell you."

Fu Xingzhou: "What?"

"I love you, Fu Xingzhou."

Sang Qiao touched his hot face, and said in a low voice, "Today is the first snow, and I will love you every first snow in the future. Fu Xingzhou, good night."

this time.

Sang Qiao's phone hung up quickly.

Before Fu Xingzhou could react from the huge gift that fell from the sky, there was a crisp hang-up sound from the other end of the phone.

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou silently took the phone from his ear, looked down at the disappointing screen, turned around expressionlessly, and walked towards Fang Yuzhou.

Raven was even bored and guessed the brain teaser with the other people in the car.

Only Fang Yuzhou with an ashen face was left sitting in the innermost seat full of despondency.

See Fu Xingzhou coming over.

The people in the car and Raven stopped in unison: "Boss."

Fu Xingzhou stopped beside the car and glanced at Fang Yuzhou in the car: "You should thank Sang Qiao for his kindness, he helped you choose the second road."

Fang Yuzhou: "???"

Fu Xingzhou raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "You have a performance the day after tomorrow, and you have another day of training tomorrow. After the performance, I will arrange a plane to take you and Fang Wei out of here."

Leaving here means giving up your nationality, giving up your accumulated fame and fans.

Fang Yuzhou always had a feeling that if Fu Xingzhou said that he would not be allowed to come back in his lifetime, then he might really never be able to return to his hometown.

Moreover, with Fang Wei.

The mother in name, whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years, had become a complete lunatic.

In the desperate situation, Fang Yuzhou finally had the last ounce of courage: "Why? Fu Xingzhou, I promise you that you will not trouble Sangqiao anymore, and I will not go abroad!"

Fu Xingzhou turned his eyes away indifferently, and said to Raven: "Fang Wei's household registration is easy to get, you can operate his tomorrow. Let him disappear as soon as possible."

Raven nodded: "But boss, if Mr. Sang still wants to see Ms. Fang Wei in the future..."

Fu Xingzhou said: "I will arrange it."

Fu Xingzhou's Land Rover didn't drive in, and after talking to Raven, he walked in the direction of the car.

Fang Yuzhou watched Fu Xingzhou leave in the car, and wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Raven.

Raven smiled at him, and said politely: "Mr. Fang, self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. If you leave now, at least in the eyes of your fans, you will leave the stage with honor, leave behind a good reputation, and maybe you can make a comeback abroad. If you continue to offend Mr. Fu, aren't you afraid of being infamous forever?"

Fang Yuzhou: "..."

Fang Yuzhou clenched his lips, unable to speak again.

"There will be no future, Mr. Fang, for your own safety, please remember to shut up at all times."

Raven nodded to the gentleman in Fang Yuzhou, then reached out and closed the door of the van.

The black golden cup bread quickly disappeared at the end of the country road.

The heavy snow covered the ruts and the tracks left by footsteps.

Raven walked to his car, and was surprised to find that Fu Xingzhou hadn't left, but was staring at the snow scene in front of him, wondering what he was looking at.

Raven: "..."

In Raven's memory, Fu Xingzhou never seemed to have the pleasure of enjoying the scenery.

So he had to ask very curiously: "Boss, what are you doing?"

Fu Xingzhou withdrew his gaze, and took a slow look at Raven: "When it's snowing, is there anything special between lovers?"

Raven: "..."

Since starting work, Raven has rarely had this interest in paying attention to this aspect.

He tried to recall it in his mind for a long time, and finally remembered that a classmate seemed to mention it to him once in college.

Raven recalled carefully: "It seems that there is. I heard someone say that if you confess your love to the person you love when you first snowed, then this love will be blessed by the most sincere heaven."

"Speaking of which, boss, today seems to be the first snow, right?"