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

Chapter 292

"That won't." Sister Gao subconsciously replied, "Don't look at the little girl's young age, be cautious, she won't hug anyone she doesn't know if she wants to hug her, let alone stick to others."

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her.

Sister Gao was suddenly a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "She probably likes you too much." This little girl has been a Yan control since she was a child, probably because Mr. Fu looks too good. The

corners of Fu Jingchuan's mouth hooked slightly, and he did not speak.

Sister Gao sent him out of the house, thanked him again politely, and then said goodbye.

Fu Jingchuan also said goodbye to her and entered the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, Fu Jingchuan's black eyes looked at the elevator button, was silent for a moment, and then pressed the 15th floor.

The elevator soon stopped on the 15th floor.

The elevator door opened, Fu Jingchuan walked out expressionless, and when he looked up, his steady footsteps slowly stopped.

Shi Yang was standing at the door of the house, holding the door key in his hand, as if he wanted to open the door, and he was a little hesitant, and his quiet and beautiful face looked a little empty.

She also heard the elevator door open and slowly turned her head to look at him.

"Just came back?"

Fu Jingchuan asked, and the person stood in place without moving.

Shi Yang nodded gently: "Yes."

"Don't ask why I'm here?" Fu Jingchuan asked, walking towards her.

Shi Yang lowered his eyelids and asked him softly, "Why are you here?"

"When I passed by the children's park after work, I met a little girl, more than one year old, who looked quite eye-catching, and the child was inexplicably clingy to me, so I sent her back by the way."

Fu Jingchuan said, walking towards her and standing in the doorway of her room, he glanced at her.

Shi Yang's eyelids were still low, and she didn't look up at him, just whispered, "It's fine." "

Hmm." Fu Jingchuan responded lightly, took the key in her hand, and opened the door.

Darkness came over the world.

He reached for the light, looked at the desk in the living room, and then looked at her.

"She also lives in this building, on the eighteenth floor." He said.

The corners of Shi Yang's lips barely moved: "What a coincidence."

"yes. What a coincidence. Fu Jingchuan said, and the person had already entered the living room, "The first time I saw her was in Zurich, at the Chinese restaurant near your company."

Fu Jingchuan said and turned to look at her: "It happened that the day we met, that restaurant."

Shi Yang hesitated to look at him, pursed his lips slightly, and did not speak.

"As a result, I recently met, and I happened to be in the same neighborhood and building as you." Fu Jingchuan said, his black eyes were already looking straight at her, "Did you say it was a coincidence?"

Shi Yang turned his head slightly, did not speak, and his heart was hesitant and dazed.

The impact she received earlier in the Shen family had not yet dissipated, weighing down her head and her heart heavy, and now she was a little overwhelmed in the face of Fu Jingchuan's meaningful inquiry.

Fu Jingchuan didn't mean to stop here, he looked at her and slowly spoke: "If our children are still there, they should be so old."

Shi Yang still didn't speak, and the two hands hanging in front of him were unconsciously entangled together.

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her hand, and then slowly looked at her.

Earlier, he had just seen such a pair of hands from another person, just a smaller version.

Shi Yang had already tilted her head out of the balcony, and her soft side face was panicked and depressed, like her on the day the Shen family and his parents went to Zurich.

She returned the person to the hotel that day and disappeared.

When he heard from her again, she was already in the hospital, preparing for an abortion.

"I'm tonight... I accidentally met your parents. She spoke softly, saying something unrelated to his topic.

Fu Jingchuan looked at her.

"They said I didn't know how to design you, and I got pregnant into your door." Shi Yang's voice was very soft, "Now I deliberately go to the Shen family to get into a relationship, and I don't know what bad is holding in my heart."

She said, looking up at him, "Shall I keep the child and re-enter your house?"

Fu Jingchuan was slightly startled and looked at her with a complicated look in his eyes.

Shi Yang turned his face away.

That's when her cell phone rang.

Shi Yang glanced at the unfamiliar and familiar number.

Fang Wanqing called.

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Shiyang stared at the string of numbers for a long time without moving.

Since she divorced Fu Jingchuan, Fang Wanqing has not called her again.

She also deleted the contact information of all Fu families, including Fang Wanqing and Fu Jingchuan, after the divorce.

But in the end, it was a person who had been a family member for two years, and Fang Wanqing did not call her less at that time.

She has a good memory, although she has long deleted Fang Wanqing's phone number, but when this string of numbers reappeared in her field of vision, she still remembered the meaning behind it.

Fu Jingchuan also glanced at her still ringing mobile phone.

The caller was just a number, without a name, but he also recognized it as Fang Wanqing's call.

He walked over to it, and when he bent over to pick it up, Shiyang reached for his phone, pressed "connect," and chose hands-free.

Fang Wanqing's somewhat careless elegant voice slowly came through the microphone played outside:

"Shiyang, are you free tomorrow afternoon?" At two o'clock in the afternoon, Miloco Western Restaurant, I will treat you to a meal, and we will talk. "

Is there something going on?" Shi Yang asked, his voice was always gentle and calm, but cold.

"Let's meet and talk." Fang Wanqing's voice was still the same lofty tone as before, "I'll hang up first..."

Shi Yang calmly interrupted her, "While your son is also here, let's talk openly and honestly." The

other end of the phone fell silent.

Fu Jingchuan had bent down and picked up Shiyang's mobile phone:

"Is there anything I can't hear?"

"Jing, Jingchuan?" Fang Wanqing's voice was obviously panicked and embarrassed, "You, why are you with Shiyang?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Fu Jingchuan's voice was calm and calm, "What are you looking for Shiyang?"

"I..." Fang Wanqing was obviously panicked, and suddenly she was a little speechless, and she could vaguely hear the voice of her and the people around her asking for help.

Fu Wujun's voice came from the other end of the phone with her help: "Why did you get mixed up with that woman again?" What time is it?

Fu Jingchuan: "Please pay attention to your wording.

Fu Wujun

: "..." After reacting, Fu Wujun couldn't help but cold his voice again: "I am your father, did you talk to your father like this?"

Fu Jingchuan: "I don't have a father. Fu

Wujun: "

You..." "You really want to..." Fu Wujun came over and began to curse.

Fu Jingchuan turned off the hands-free expressionlessly, and put the second half of his sentence: "That woman is fighting me, is it?" "It's silent.

Shi Yang glanced at him.

Fu Jingchuan had picked up the mobile phone, pasted it to his ear, pressed the mobile phone with his hand and said to the other end of the phone: "Before you speak, please think clearly about who is in charge of this family."

Fu Wujun was choked, and couldn't help but say bitterly:

"Don't be deceived by that woman's superficial kung fu, she deceived your old lady Shen Uncle's family in order to impersonate Shen Yu." You don't know what the situation of the old lady is, you can't recognize people for a long time, and she believes whatever others say. In order to enter our house, this woman even has to use the delirious old man, and what else can't she do..."

Fu Jingchuan interrupted him coldly.

Shi Yang had already stood up from the sofa and stretched out his hand to Fu Jingchuan: "Give me your mobile phone."

Fu Jingchuan looked at her: "I'll deal with it."

"No thanks."

Shiyang opened his mouth softly, bent over and picked up the wireless Bluetooth headset box on the coffee table, opened the box, took out the Bluetooth headset inside, and when a beautiful and gentle "Bluetooth connected" sounded in Fu Jingchuan's ears, the call had been connected to the Bluetooth headset worn by Shiyang.