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Ning Ping was a little worried and reminded him, "You just don't need to worry. When your sister comes back, don't argue so much.

Speaking of Fu Huayong, his eyes drooped, and he could vaguely see that he was unreconciled. A daughter shouldn't be like his mother, Chen Li saw it in a glance, and affectionately patted her husband's shoulder and said: "Alright, your daughter is so old, how can you not know what to do? I'll talk to my daughter. You can get busy. "

Ning Qian raised her head, hatred filling her eyes: "If it wasn't for dad, the one who married Big Brother Hua Yong would have been me, and not that slut taking advantage of me."

"Not at home?" Chen Li did not understand, but a moment later, a look of disgust appeared on her face. "This slut is really too hypocritical. Could it be that eating at home makes her so disgusted?"

Ning Qian cooperated, "Mom, you don't know that ever since she married Big Brother Hua Yong, she has always been sarcastic towards me.

"What?" His anger deepened. "There's such a thing?"

"Isn't it? "If I didn't, I would hate her so much."

Chen Li fell into deep thoughts, then turned to Ning Qian and said: "Don't worry, mom will definitely seek justice for you."

Ning Qian pretended to be wronged and jumped into Chen Li's embrace, "Thank you mother."

When night came, Ning Jin asked: "Are you coming with me?"

Fu Huayong replied without thinking, "Why not?"

Although he did not show his strength normally, he could feel his disdain towards Ning's. This time, Ning's did not invite him, which was very thought-provoking.

While he was thinking, he did not realize the meaning at the corner of Fu Huayong's mouth. If he did not go, wouldn't it be boring? In addition, it was not a wise choice to let a sheep run to the mouth of a tiger. "You don't want me to go?"

He pretended to ask but Ning Jin denied it. "Nothing much, just a little strange."

On the way, Ning Jin peeked his head out. There were many people walking on the street, but all of them were in a hurry. He felt bored, so he simply put his head by the window and looked around aimlessly.

Fu Huayong turned his head but did not say a word. The wind blew her hair around but it made her look even more beautiful, her fingers gently pushed at the window, staring blankly ahead, but in an instant, her pupils dilated and her fingers went pale from exerting too much strength.

Was it him? No, I must be seeing things, she thought, but her eyes never left that person's body, she could not help but mutter that person's name: "He Ze, is that you?" His eyes started to tear up. Had he come back to find her? Is that so?

Fu Huayong looked and retracted his hand. He Ze? Him or her? If it was him, then who was he?

"Stop the car, immediately stop the car." grabbed Fu Huayong's hand tightly as he screamed with all his might. Unknowingly, her eyes had already turned frighteningly red, and he had already missed it once. She could not miss that person again.

The pain in his arm reminded Ning Jin of the current situation. In a split second, his hand had turned the steering wheel, and the car had stopped by the side of the road.

Without any hesitation, she rushed out of the car.

He Ze, you must not go.

Ning Jin was as though he had lost his soul, and continued to rush forward, clashing with countless people, but he did not even have the time to apologize. Fu Huayong got off the carriage, and stared at the purple figure intently.

Because of running, her dress was dirty, just like a piece of white paper stained with dust, and she would never be able to return to the past.

His body was still as thin as ever, and he habitually put his hands in his pockets. His hair was still brown, his eyes were still rimmed with spectacles, and he still remained the same. Nothing had changed, but she …

When she was in a daze, she tripped over her skirt and walked forward. Everything happened too suddenly, to the point that she suspected that she was dreaming. "Don't go …" She wanted to keep the man not too far away, but he wouldn't stop. He walked with a determined heart.

Her palm was cut open and she was bleeding, but she made him disappear from his sight once again. Did they have no fate after all?

There were people surrounding them, discussing amongst themselves, but she didn't care.

She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, yet at this moment, she was so humble. The tears in her eyes couldn't stop, and she didn't want to stop either. It was only because of this that she was able to remember that what happened earlier wasn't a dream.

The instant she fell, Fu Huayong rushed forward and rushed towards the crowd, and picked her up who was in such a sorry state. Who was that man, for her to be so soulless and despondent?

It turned out that the feeling of being cuckolded was really not good.

Time slowly passed, but Fu Huayong remained silent, he was immersed in his own world, and could not be disturbed by the outside world.

The phone rang half an hour later.

Fu Huayong did not speak throughout the flight. After a while, he hung up the phone, and his eyes sunk as well. He subconsciously held his face with his hand, and muttered softly: "We should go."

Ning Jin regained his senses, indifferently nodded, his heart had originally been in chaos.

The car stopped, Fu Huayong got off, and came back with a gift box: "Your clothes are dirty, change."

Her clothes were in disarray, and there were new clothes, but her heart was not there. She raised her swollen eyes and shook her head. "I want to go home." Fu Huayong's hand that was holding onto the gown froze, and also only lasted for a moment. "Alright, let's go home."

"Dad, the phone can't be reached." Ning Qian was dressed in a formal attire and was in a high-class dining room. The dishes on the table were extremely attractive, causing Chen Li to panic: "What's going on?" If she didn't come, how would she let her daughter return to the company to become the vice president?

"Pah!" A loud noise was heard in the quiet air as the tableware was placed in order. It fell down to the white porcelain bowls and chopsticks and blossomed, "That's her, Ning Jin!" Ning Ping's face darkened, he never thought that Ning Jin would let her go.

There was unwillingness in Ning Qian's eyes, but when she looked at his father, it was instead a different expression, "Father, Big Sis might have been held up, please don't be anxious."

Ning Jin became even angrier, "You don't have to say anymore, if she doesn't give me an explanation this time, he can forget about entering my Ning family's residence." No one dared to provoke him who was angry at him. Ning Qian lowered his head and took the chance to leave. He went to a concealed corner and looked at his surroundings.