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

Chapter 321

In the end, Fu Jingchuan didn't really drag her into that house.

He took her back to the house where he was staying.

Along the way, neither of them spoke.

Shi Yang's mood gradually calmed down, and the person leaned numbly against the car window, without saying a word.

When he arrived at home, Fu Jingchuan finally said the first thing on the road:

"You go to rest for a while."

After that, the person went into the kitchen.

Shi Yang did not speak, and the person sat down on the sofa.

Throughout the day, the violent ups and downs of emotions in the sky and on the ground exhausted her body.

She sat on the couch and fell asleep half-asleep.

When Fu Jingchuan came out after cooking, she hadn't woken up yet.

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her expressionlessly, turned around to leave, and stopped again.

He stood there in silence for a long time, and finally, he turned and walked towards her.

The sound of his footsteps did not wake her.

Shi Yang slept deeply, and the person took a pillow, half tilted his body, half leaned on the pillow, and slept on the pillow.

Tears could still be seen on her face.

Fu Jingchuan thought of the excitement and collapse she had just had at the door of their wedding room, and his black eyes darkened.

He crouched down in front of her and looked at her sleeping face.

"I'm sorry."

A low apology escaped from Wei Qi's thin lips, but it didn't wake her.

She only moved slightly, found a slightly more comfortable position, and did not wake up.

Fu Jingchuan stared at her sleeping face for a while, seeing her hair hanging down the tip of her nose, and her palm slightly raised, pulling away the draping movement for her, but this action woke her up.

Her closed eyes opened with difficulty, and the person was not fully awake, but when she saw his familiar face, she still instinctively shrunk.

An instinct with fear.

His coldness and toughness frightened her before falling asleep.

Fu Jingchuan's dark eyes darkened.

"It's time to eat." He said.

Shi Yang nodded hesitantly.

When eating, there was silence.

No one spoke.

This silence was maintained until after eating.

After eating, he did not offer to send her back, and she did not dare to say that she wanted to go back.

Shiyang's fear of him reached its peak.

The two maintained peace in this eerie silence that did not provoke each other.

In the middle of the night, Fu Jingchuan brought her a new set of pajamas and bath towels.

"Thank you."

The hoarse thank you still has the residual palpitations of the afternoon.

Fu Jingchuan watched her enter the bathroom outside, let out a long breath, and also took her pajamas into the bathroom of the master bedroom.

When he finished washing, Fu Jingchuan threw the changed clothes into the washing machine, and when he wanted to close the washing machine door, he stopped again, was silent for a while, looked at the clothes in the washing machine, and finally bent down and took out the tissue wrapped with pupil hair from his suit pocket.

The things found temporarily to wrap the hair are not very delicate.

He spread out the tissue and stared at the hair.

There was a noise behind him.

Fu Jingchuan turned around and saw Shi Yang coming out with dirty clothes.

Shi Yang also saw the sample he was holding in his hand, and his gaze stopped on the tissue, and then looked at him.

Fu Jingchuan did not hide or hide, calmly wrapped the tissue back and took a step back to the side.

"Throw the washing machine and wash it together." Fu Jingchuan said.

Shi Yang nodded lightly, and silently threw his clothes into the washing machine.

Outside the door, the doorbell rang at this moment.

"I'll go back to my room first."

Shi Yang said softly and went back to the room.

She didn't know who was coming, but the people who could find Fu Jingchuan at this time were nothing more than his family or friends.

Shi Yang didn't want to see them.