After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 214

Shi Yang also looked at Fu Jingchuan in the monitoring without concentration, his lips pursed slightly, and did not speak.

Pupil stared at the phone when he looked at it, and couldn't help but be curious and stretched his little neck to look at the phone.

Shi Yang was afraid that Fu Jingchuan, who had cold eyes in the monitoring, would frighten his pupils and pressed down his mobile phone.

She didn't want her to have a shadow over Fu Jingchuan.

Hitomi didn't see it or be disappointed, but just wondered to let his gaze pass through the mobile phone that was pressed on his chest, looked at the busy crowd, and then saw Yan Yao in the crowd.

"Uncle."

She screamed suddenly.

Shi Yang's heart jumped by this shout, and he subconsciously raised his head and saw Yan Yao who came in with the crowd, and his heart calmed down.

Yan Yao also saw her, smiled and said hello, his gaze had turned to Pupil, who was still looking at him, and also said hello.

Hitomi also obediently replied: "Uncle is good."

Shi Yang reluctantly hooked his lips: "What a coincidence."

Lin Shanshan, who was sitting by the window, said embarrassedly: "That, Senior Brother asked me which flight we took."

Yan Yao also took the words: "I bought this flight on purpose.

Shi Yang didn't know what to say for a while, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly and quickly retracted.

Yan Yao didn't care.

"I'll go first." He said.

Shi Yang nodded lightly: "Hmm." Attention

returned to the mobile phone pressed on his chest, and the hand holding the phone was a little hesitant, wanting to turn it off directly, but when his finger pressed the shutdown button, he hesitated and stopped.

Shiyang picked up the phone again.

On the screen monitoring, Fu Jingchuan was still staring coldly at the surveillance camera, his tense handsome face was cold and expressionless, and the hand knocking on the door panel did not stop.

There is a posture that she will not stop if he does not respond.

When the corners of Shi Yang's mouth pursed slightly, he finally hesitated and called him back.

Before the first "beep..." of the phone rang, the phone was answered.

"Where are you?"

A cold and short opening statement, without any pleasantries.

"I'm outside now." Shi Yang said softly, "Are you looking for me for something?"

"Where?"

It's still just two cold and short words.

Shi Yang pursed his lips, and his voice was very soft: "Airport."

Fu Jingchuan: "Which airport?"

Shiyang: "Xicheng Airport."

Fu Jingchuan: "What are you doing at the airport?"

Shiyang: "I've been under too much pressure lately, and I want to go out for a walk."

Fu Jingchuan: "Alone?"

Shi Yang hesitated: "No."

Fu Jingchuan: "Who else?"

Shi Yang pursed his lips slightly, and his voice also lowered: "Senior brother is also there." The

other end of the phone fell silent.

Just when Shi Yang thought that Fu Jingchuan was going to hang up the phone, he calmly spoke: "You turn on the video."

"Well..." responded softly and hesitantly.

Shi Yang unfastened his seat belt, stood up, took a few steps to the back row, and cut the call to the video state.

Fu Jingchuan's handsome face appeared in the video, and his face was much calmer.

He glanced behind her: "On the plane?

Shiyang: "Well, ready to take off."

Yan Yao behind her saw that she was still holding her mobile phone in the video, and the flight attendant in front had begun to remind passengers to turn off the plane, so she got up and reminded Shiyang: "Shiyang, the plane is about to take off." "

His face appeared in the camera as he got up.

Fu Jingchuan glanced at him.

Yan Yao only then noticed that the person in Shiyang's video was Fu Jingchuan, and he couldn't help but look at Fu Jingchuan, with a faint sense of vigilance in his eyes.

Fu Jingchuan can read this alertness, a sense of crisis that males show when their possessions are remembered.

He looked at Shiyang.

Shi Yangzheng turned back to Yan Yao and answered, "Well, I see." Then she looked at him: "The plane is about to take off, I hang up first." Yan

Yao has also disappeared from the phone screen.

"You're together?"

Fu Jingchuan asked, his voice almost emotionless.

Shi Yang pursed his lips and did not speak.

When Fu Jingchuan acquiesced, her black eyes instantly became cold.

"I see." He said, "Excuse me. "

The phone was cut off in an instant.

Shi Yang looked at the screen that was switched back to the monitoring status.

Fu Jingchuan's mobile phone in the surveillance has been smashed into the corner of the wall, and the sound of the mobile phone shattering and landing on the ground followed, and Fu Jingchuan has turned away expressionlessly.

Surveillance footage returned to calm.

Shi Yang's tightly pursed lips almost pursed into a straight line, his eyes were a little red, and the fingers pressed on the phone trembled and pressed against the shutdown button.

The phone also went black instantly.

When he returned to his seat, Shi Yang was still a little confused.

Lin Shanshan, who was paying attention to her side the whole time, couldn't help but look at her: "Isn't it equivalent to you cutting off the possibility of getting back together with him?"

"If you had to get back together, you wouldn't have divorced in the first place."

Shi Yang said, his voice was very soft, and the whole person leaned back to the seat tiredly.

Hitomi was sensitive, and couldn't help but hold her hand, worried and called her: "Mom?

Shi Yang looked at her, her eyes slightly red.

But she still flashed her a reassuring smile: "Mom's okay." Then

he leaned over and hugged her gently.

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Fu Jingchuan drove all the way home, and the speed was extremely fast.

Several breaths kept rushing in his chest, and his heart hurt so much that his breathing seemed to stop.

Qingming's brain has always fallen into an almost numb trance, full of the picture of Yan Yao standing behind Shi Yang just now, and her silent attitude when he asked her if she was with Yan Yao.

The messy picture made his brain lose all judgment, and of all perceptions, only the pain in his chest was the most obvious.

The constantly pressurized throttle is like an uncontrolled airflow rushing through the chest, and there is no outlet to vent.

In the almost out of control speed, Fu Jingchuan was stopped by the traffic police.

The window was rolled down at the signal of the traffic police.

The traffic policeman's reddened face under the scorching sun appeared in the field of vision, and Fu Jingchuan's chaotic and numb brain finally slowly recovered a trace of clarity.

"Sorry."

He apologized softly.

"Are you all right?"

The traffic policeman saw that he looked wrong and couldn't help but ask worriedly, but still reached over the instrument and tested him for alcohol.

No drunk driving, no other, everything works fine.

The traffic policeman also breathed a sigh of relief, and said to him while opening a single fine: "Young man, there is no hurdle in this world that cannot be passed, everything you want to drive, pay attention to driving, don't drive so fast, it's too dangerous."

Fu Jingchuan nodded lightly: "Thank you." "

Reached out and took the ticket handed over by the traffic police.

The first ticket in his life.