Chapter 527 I think you are really crazy
Fu Zheng tilted his head and lowered his eyes. Two strands of hair hanging down in front of his forehead obscured the expression in his eyes.
Without waiting for him to speak, Fu Qingyue glared at Fu Zheng like a madman, as if looking at an enemy, and roared, "You traitor! I should have strangled you to death back then, otherwise I wouldn't have to live alone in a foreign country for half my life!"
No one knew that a few days ago, after she learned that Huo Junshan was coming to Philadelphia, Country M on a business trip, she immediately packed her things and rushed over, wearing the skirt she wore when they got engaged and putting on makeup that didn't suit her age. She fantasized about meeting Huo Junshan by chance, and his eyes were as deeply fascinated by her as they were back then.
However, when she learned of Huo Junshan's whereabouts and rushed to the restaurant, she saw him and Lin Jiamin sitting opposite each other. He placed the cut steak in front of Lin Jiamin, with a hint of warmth in his plainness.
The smile on Fu Qingyue's face cracked in an instant.
So, in the past few days, she followed Huo Junshan from a distance, watching him shopping with Lin Jiamin and watching him spend a lot of money on Lin Jiamin.
Her eyes were deeply hurt, and her heart was already broken, but she couldn't help it. Like a cockroach in the gutter, she couldn't bear the light and couldn't help but spy on their love. In her heart, she imagined that the person next to Huo Junshan was herself...
The more disappointing the reality was, the more jealous she was towards Lin Jiamin!
regret.
At first...
Lin Jiamin was lucky enough to escape the disaster.
She shouldn't have stopped and just killed Lin Jiamin!
All the emotions surged to a peak when he saw the six of them sitting together for dinner, gradually accumulated to a critical point, and then exploded.
Fu Zheng looked at her and laughed dumbly, "I think you are really crazy."
He didn't want to say anything more to her, so he turned around and walked back.
Seeing this, Fu Qingyue was stunned and shouted, "Stop! Stop right there! Do you still have me as your mother in your eyes?!"
What responded to her was Fu Zheng’s gradually receding back.
"ah--"
Fu Qingyue was so angry that she exploded. With no place to vent her anger, she started punching and kicking the car next to her.
The argument between the two and her crazy behavior attracted the attention of some passers-by.
"What are you looking at?!" Fu Qingyue cursed the man away in English with a gloomy face, opened the car door and got in.
Wen Liang came out of the bathroom in her pajamas and saw Fu Zheng sitting upright on the sofa, like an old monk, motionless, with his head lowered, wondering what he was thinking.
She was surprised and asked, "You're back so soon?"
"Um."
Wen Liang felt something was wrong, "What did you do just now?"
If you're going to handle official business, this is too fast.
"What happened to your face?"
Before Fu Zheng could answer, Wen Liang noticed that there seemed to be five more finger marks on his face, so he walked over and took a closer look.
You read that right.
Someone hit him?
"I went to see Fu Qingyue." Fu Zheng answered in a low voice.
Wen Liang guessed that it was her. Apart from her, no one else could make Fu Zheng take this slap.
"Was she the one who called you while we were having dinner just now?"
"Um."
"Did she see us having dinner together?" Wen Liang guessed.
He came back so quickly, Fu Qingyue was probably downstairs in the hotel.
"Um."
Wen Liang had already guessed what Fu Qingyue wanted to do with Fu Zheng. Most likely, she wanted to force Fu Zheng to leave her.
Without asking any more questions, she stood up and found the medicine box. She took out the ointment and cotton swabs to reduce swelling and sat down next to Fu Zheng. "Come closer. I'll help you apply some medicine."
"Um."
The room fell silent.
All that could be heard was the muffled breathing of the two people.
She thought he must be in a bad mood now.
But how could she persuade him? To persuade him to break up with her?
She wasn't stupid, so she asked him to do as Fu Qingyue wished.
When Wen Liang was about to finish wiping him, Fu Zheng suddenly said, "She's gone crazy."
His tone was full of helplessness and annoyance.
Hearing Fu Zheng say this, Wen Liang thought a little more, "Could it be...that she was the one who called Chairman Huo during dinner?"
"yes."
Wen Liang glanced at Fu Zheng twice and threw the cotton swab in his hand into the trash can.
"I seem to understand her psychology a little bit," she said.
"How do you say that?"
"She's already sunk too much into Huo Junshan. Letting go would be like making a mistake in the first half of her life. She's wasted decades of her life and gained nothing. How could she be willing to accept that? With a personality like hers, she'll definitely do everything she can to prove that her original choice was the right one."
There was no note on the phone. Huo Junshan knew it was Fu Qingyue calling just by looking at a string of numbers. This meant that Fu Qingyue had been in contact with Huo Junshan before, and Huo Junshan remembered Fu Qingyue's number very clearly.
But if Huo Junshan didn't want to have anything to do with Fu Qingyue anymore, he didn't block her number, but turned off his phone.
Fu Zheng looked exhausted, and he leaned towards Wen Liang. He leaned against her, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and said sullenly, "I really don't know what to do with her, and I don't want to care about her anymore."
Wen Liang raised her hand and touched the back of his neck, feeling the prickly hair stubble. "Don't think about it. Go and rest."
In another presidential suite of a five-star hotel.
It was late at night, and Lin Jiamin was leaning against the head of the bed in her pajamas.
Seeing Huo Junshan finished communicating with the person in charge and hung up the phone, she said, "It's getting late, go get some rest."
Huo Junshan nodded and was about to go to the bathroom when his cell phone rang again.
He hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone. "Hello, hello... It's getting late, how about tomorrow... What? Okay, okay, I get it. I'll be right there."
Lin Jiamin, who was about to lie down, stood up again after hearing this. "What's wrong? Are you going out now?"
"Something happened at the company. I have to go take care of it." Huo Junshan frowned and picked up his coat. "You should rest first."
"Okay, I'll ask someone to pick you up. Go slowly on the way."
"Um."
Huo Junshan responded casually and left immediately.
Looking at his impatient back, a dark light flashed in Lin Jiamin's eyes.
After leaving the room, Huo Junshan did not take the elevator down, but walked up the stairs to the rooftop.
The rooftop was filled with cool breeze and had a wide view. He looked around anxiously and finally saw a vague figure in the corner to the east.
Huo Junshan strode over, and when he got closer, he saw Fu Qingyue sitting on the stone railing, feeling the cold wind, drinking wine sip by sip, with a few wine bottles lying around at her feet.
Hearing the footsteps, Fu Qingyue looked up, her face flushed with a slight drunkenness, her eyes flickering as she stared blankly at the man in front of her. Time flies, but his demeanor remains the same. "Junshan...you're here."
The woman in front of him was no longer young, but the look she gave him was still as sincere and passionate as it was many years ago, making Huo Junshan feel as if he had returned to his youth.
A cold wind blows on my face.
Huo Junshan came back to his senses in an instant and calmed down.
Although the memories are beautiful, they can no longer be returned and they are no longer young.
"Qingyue, stop drinking. I'll ask someone to take you home." He snatched the bottle of wine from Fu Qingyue's hand.
"No, I don't want it."
Fu Qingyue took the opportunity to hug Huo Junshan and threw herself into his arms, "I don't want to be separated from you again!"
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