Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Lu Wanchu held his forehead and had a headache, "Sylvia Lin, you are in your twenties, and you are no longer a child."

Sylvia Lin bit off the apple and snorted coldly, "You just don't love me anymore."

"Well, I don't love you anymore."

Lu Wanchu nodded, completely ignoring Sylvia Lin's coquetry.

Sylvia Lin lowered his face, jumped up from the sofa and hugged Lu Wanchu, "Do you love it or not?"

"Love love love, come on!"

Lu Wanchu was covered in goose bumps and pushed Sylvia away.

The doorbell rang at this moment, and Sylvia Lin looked over at the same time in the evening and early, "Who is knocking on the door so late?"

Lu Wanchu got up from the sofa and walked towards the door.

Opening the door, Mo Qing's figure stood at the door, "Miss Lu, good evening."

"Mo Qing?"

Lu Wanchu looked at Mo Qing, looked behind him, and saw no one.

"Miss Lu, I came alone, and President Fu is not here."

"Cough, I didn't find him."

Lu Wanchu looked back unnaturally, "It's so late, what's the matter?"

"This is what Mr. Fu asked me to send. I hope Miss Lu can accept it."

Mo Qing handed the document bag in his hand to Lu Wanchu.

Lu Wanchu took it suspiciously, took it out and took a look, her expression changed slightly, "I can't accept this."

Fu Yixing actually gave her the real estate certificate of the villa where she once lived, and the name on it became her.

"Miss Lu, if you don't take the trouble and give it to President Fu in person, I'll go back first."

Mo Qing nodded towards Lu Wanchu and turned to leave.

Lu Wanchu felt that the real estate certificate in her hand was very hot, and she didn't know what to do.

Sylvia Lin leaned out from behind Lu Wanchu and took the property certificate in Lu Wanchu's hand, "Hey, isn't this your old villa? Fu Yixing gave it to you?"

Lu Wanchu hummed in a low voice, what is he going to do?

"My God, this man is like a god. He knows I want you to move, so I will send this right away."

"He also changed the name of the villa to yours?!"

Sylvia Lin smiled and looked up at Lu Wanchu.

Lu Wanchu looked complicated, took the real estate certificate in Sylvia Lin's hand, "I won't accept it."

Sylvia Lin sighed, knowing Lu Wanchu's character, "Okay, let's not accept it if you don't accept it."

The night was dark, Sylvia Lin had already fallen asleep, and Lu Wanchu was lying on the bed tossing and turning until dawn.

After seeing the patient all morning, Lu Wanchu took out the real estate deed in the drawer, thought for a long time, and finally called someone.

In the office of the president of Fu Group, several senior executives are reporting the progress.

Fu Yixing sat on the president's chair, his eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling window, one arm was placed on the table, and his slender fingers tapped lightly.

Mo Qing was standing next to several executives, holding the document in his hand, and was about to hand it over to Fu Yixing, when Fu Yixing's cell phone on the table rang.

In an instant, an executive who was reporting closed his mouth and looked up.

Fu Yixing picked up the mobile phone on the table, the eyes behind the gold-frame glasses softened when he saw the caller ID, and several executives standing not far away stared in surprise.

In the end, whose call could make them like Mr. Fu?

Everyone said that Fu Yixing was gentle, elegant, and powerful. He was a very easy-going person. Only they knew that Fu Yixing, who seemed to be gentle and refined, was a fierce and terrifying man.

"Managers, go back first!"

Mo Qing turned around and spoke in a low voice.