Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Zhao He'an knew that these people were not ordinary people. Although they didn't know their identities, it could be seen from the temperament that they exuded. Although he was afraid, he absolutely could not give in, because if he gave in, it was very likely that he would be wiped out. lose.

"Stay on."

Zhao He'an spoke in a deep voice and stood at the entrance of the pavilion to block Fu Yixing's way.

Fu Yixing stood under the gazebo, but he was no shorter than Zhao He'an, and his aura was more than a little bit stronger than Zhao He'an, who was in his early twenties.

Fu Yixing's handsome outline was sharp and angular, and his expression showed no warmth. The pair of phoenix eyes behind the gold-frame glasses fell on Zhao He'an, making him feel cold all over.

This man seems to be warning him!

Zhao He'an clenched his fists, trying to suppress the fear in his heart, and looked at Fu Yixing flatly.

"You think you can stop me?"

Fu Yixing's voice was deep and mellow, it was bright and gentle like a stream, and the surface was calm like the sea, and there was a storm that no one knew about.

Just as Zhao and An were about to speak, Fu Yixing had already taken a step forward. When he passed Zhao and An, he said in a voice that only the two of them could know, "You deserve to be by her side too, she is mine!"

Zhao He'an's face was cold, Fu Yixing's thin lips were slightly hooked, and his phoenix eyes were bloodthirsty.

For a moment, the words that Zhao Hean blurted out were suppressed in the throat, unable to speak.

Lu Wanchu sat in front of the small bench, looked back at Fu Yixing who was walking towards her, and pursed her lips slightly.

She wanted to ask him why he was here, but gave up after thinking about it.

Fu Yi Xingxin's long and sturdy figure stood beside Lu Wanchu, sat down on the bench beside her, his eyes fell on the fishing rod in front of her, "fishing?!"

Neither of them mentioned anything about Zhao He'an and the others, as if they had inadvertently encountered conversations.

"Um!"

Lu Wanchu nodded, his eyes fell on the fishing rod, and he didn't know if it was because of Jiang Yucheng's interruption.

Fu Yixing picked up Lu Wanchu's fishing rod, put on the bait for her again, and quietly accompanied her to fish.

Lu Wanchu tilted his head to look at Fu Yixing beside him. Fu Yixing, who had a delicate profile, was looking at the fishing rod, not looking at her.

With a sigh, Lu Wanchu was about to pick up the water beside him, but Fu Yixing grabbed it with his big palm, "I'm thirsty."

Seeing that Fu Yixing twisted the water that Luo Sheng handed her, he drank it after a few sips.

Lu Wanchu, "..."

She can say anything, but she can't say anything. She always feels that Fu Yixing is angry, and it seems like...

"Jiang Yucheng, what are you doing, let go of me!"

On the other side, Luo Sheng and Zhou Wu were frightened by Jiang Yucheng's terrifying momentum. When they took a step back, Jiang Yucheng strode forward and grabbed Sylvia Lin's wrist, pulling her to the pavilion and sitting down.

Zhou Wu and Luo Sheng wanted to step forward, but Lan Tingsheng grabbed their shoulders, "I advise you two to provoke them less, or you don't know how they died."

Jiang Yucheng and Fu Yixing are not easy to provoke, even he usually does not dare to provoke them, but these three people are bold enough to dare to provoke them, they are courting death.

But then again, what is the situation of Jiang Yucheng and Sylvia Lin, and what is the situation of Fu Yixing and the girl he thinks is good-looking, is she another Lu Wanchu?

Today is a coincidence, there is a lively look.

With a fox smile on his face, Lan Tingsheng threw the two away and walked towards the gazebo.

Lan Tingjun, who was standing quietly by the side, lowered his eyes and followed.

Lu Wanchu watched Jiang Yucheng pull Sylvia Lin strong, and was about to get up, but was grabbed by Fu Yixing's wrist, "Don't worry, you can't control their affairs."