Chapter 250 Since She Isn’t Obedient, Break Her Wings

As usual, Meng Ce blocked his parents and elders from asking about his love life.

Other people didn't block him, and he didn't want to block him either. He used Moments to share the good news with his friends.

Soon after I posted it on WeChat Moments, all my friends, classmates, and colleagues sent their blessings.

Mixed in with it was a comment from Fu Sheng: Wish you 99.

Meng Ce replied: Thank you, Manager Fu.

Afterwards, Fu Sheng took a screenshot of the Weibo post and sent it to Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng stared at the pair of interlocked hands on the phone screen, his eyes dark and bottomless.

The little hands in the photo are white and slender, and it is obvious that they are women's hands.

He and Wen Liang have been married for three years, how could he not recognize Wen Liang's hand?

Fu Sheng was very thoughtful and sent the following comments and screenshots of Meng Ce's reply to Fu Zheng.

Although the Moments only contained emojis and pictures, judging from the blessings in the comments and Meng Ce's thanks, there was no doubt that this was a Moments post announcing a relationship.

The big hand holding the phone slowly tightened, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. Beneath Fu Zheng's calm expression, there was a strong sinister look in his eyes. The beast in his body seemed to awaken from its seal, roaring madly and clamoring to tear Meng Ce into pieces.

Warm and cool!

You are really great!

Yesterday, she promised him that she would no longer distance herself from him and would allow him to compete fairly with Meng Ce.

Today, she knew his attitude towards Chu Siyi and knew that he really liked her.

As a result, tonight, she was with Meng Ce!

She likes Meng Ce that much?!

What does she take him for?!

Fu Zheng gritted his teeth, endured the soreness in his throat, and turned off the phone screen.

He leaned weakly against the back of the sofa, one arm resting on his eyes. The volcano that could no longer be suppressed in his heart erupted violently, scarlet flames burning half the sky red, and thick smoke curled up, covering the sun.

In a dark corner of my heart, a dark thought gradually breaks through the cold and damp soil, sprouts and grows.

Since she is so naughty, just lock her up and break her wings, and she will stay by his side obediently.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" A baby's sweet voice sounded in my ears, the tone full of worry.

The childish voice was like a ray of sunshine when the sky was overcast, calming Fu Zheng's irritable heart a little.

He took his arm away, opened his eyes and looked at Fu Shifan, "Fanfan, uncle is fine, just a little tired."

"Then uncle, go to bed and have some rest."

Fu Zheng shook his head and said, "Uncle will accompany you to wait for Aunt to come back."

Fu Shifan glanced at his watch and yawned, "It's almost nine o'clock. Auntie should be back soon, right?"

"It should be soon..." Fu Zheng murmured softly, with a dark flash in his eyes.

Fu Shifan couldn't hold on any longer, his little head nodding as he fell asleep on the sofa.

Fu Zheng carried her to the hospital bed and covered her with a blanket.

He sat alone on the sofa, staring at the door, waiting for Wen Liang to come back.

Wen Liang first sent Meng Ce home and drove back to the hospital alone.

When she arrived at the door of the ward, she knocked, pushed it open, and met Fu Zheng's dark eyes.

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, looked around, and saw the bulge on the bed, "Fanfan fell asleep?"

"Yeah." Fu Zheng's eyes were fixed on her, his gaze was burning, his pupils were as deep as a pool, as if he wanted to see through her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Liang felt like she was being stared at by him.

Fu Zheng lowered his eyes. "Nothing. Do you want to take Fanfan back? Or let her stay here for one night?"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "Let's go back. It's not convenient here."

She walked towards the bed.

Fu Shifan was wrapped in a quilt, with only his little head exposed.

She closed her eyes and looked peaceful in her sleep, her little mouth smacking from time to time, which made her look particularly adorable.

Wen Liang couldn't bear to wake her up.

She reached out and poked Fu Shifan's face. It was soft and tender, like a baby's butt, and elastic.

When she withdrew her hand, she accidentally touched the person behind her. Wen Liang turned around and suddenly found that Fu Zheng had floated behind her at some point, staring at her without blinking, his eyes so dark that ink could drip out.

Their eyes met, and for some reason, Wen Liang felt as if a ghost had touched his back. He felt a chill all over his body. He swallowed and said calmly, "Fu Zheng? Why are you walking without making any sound?"

"You were so focused that you didn't hear."

"Yeah?"

"Um."

Wen Liang just felt that Fu Zheng was gloomy tonight.

She didn't think too much about it, she just wanted to wake up Fu Shifan quickly and leave here.

“Fan…”

As soon as he said this, Wen Liang felt a pain on the back of his neck, his mind went blank, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

Fu Zheng caught the unconscious Wen Liang and stared at her beautiful and charming face with an infatuated look in his eyes.

He slowly leaned over, gently kissed Wen Liang's brow, and murmured softly, "Aliang, don't blame me..."

…

Galaxy Bay Villa.

Hearing the sound of a car engine coming from the hospital, Aunt Wang came out and looked, "Sir, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you back at this time?"

Her grandson's condition has improved, and knowing that Fu Zheng was hospitalized due to gastric bleeding and was about to undergo surgery, she came back two days earlier and was planning to go to the hospital tomorrow.

Fu Zheng closed the driver's door, walked around to the passenger seat, carried the unconscious Wen Liang out, and said, "Fanfan fell asleep in the back seat. Take her back to the room to sleep. If she wakes up and asks about your wife, just say your wife is asleep."

"Oh, okay." Aunt Wang responded without any doubt and went to the car to carry Fu Shifan upstairs.

Fu Zheng carried Wen Liang directly to the master bedroom.

He put Wen Liang on the big bed, leaned over to stare at Wen Liang's face, and couldn't help but kiss her soft lips.

While Wen Liang was unconscious, Fu Zheng kissed her lips until they were red and swollen.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face, Fu Zheng sighed silently in his heart that she was the most obedient at this time.

He took off all his warm shoes, scarf, coat, skirt, etc., leaving only his thermal underwear.

The night in Norway suddenly flashed through his mind. She was just like now, the close-fitting thermal underwear outlining her graceful and undulating body curves to the fullest...

Fu Zheng's eyes swept over her inch by inch, and his breathing became heavier.

He turned his eyes away, covered Wen Liang with a blanket, and carefully helped her remove her makeup.

"bite--"

The message alert sounded, and Fu Zheng took out her phone from Wen Liang's coat pocket and unlocked the screen.

It was a message from Meng Ce, "Sister, are you home yet?"

Fu Zheng's eyes flashed with a sharpness, and he suppressed the frenzied beast in his heart and replied, "We're here."

Meng Ce: "That's good."

Fu Zheng replied, "It's getting late. I'm going to wash up. Good night."

Meng Ce: "Good night, sister."

Fu Zheng slid his fingers down and flipped through the chat history between the two.

The chat records appear normal, with nothing ambiguous, except that they often eat together recently.

Maybe the ambiguity is all in reality.

Fu Zheng turned off his phone with a gloomy expression and put it aside.

After he finished washing up, he changed into pajamas, lifted the quilt, lay down next to Wen Liang, and put his arms around her, holding her in his arms.

A long-lost feeling.

Finally, he held her in his arms again.

He closed his eyes, intoxicated by the fragrance of her hair and body, and slowly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Fu Zheng was awakened by Wen Liang's murmur.

“…Dad…Dad…”

She seemed to be having a nightmare, talking in her sleep from time to time and sleeping restlessly.

Fu Zheng put his hand on her forehead, which was surprisingly hot.

She has a fever.