As soon as he walked out of the gate, a car drove towards him. Li Yuanhao couldn't keep his eyes open due to the high beam lights. He suppressed his anger and subconsciously raised his arm to block his eyesight.
The car passed by him, he walked out of the gate and got into his car. The taillights of the car disappeared around the corner in a flash.
Fu Shaochen parked the car and turned to look out the window. After taking care of all the urgent matters, he couldn't wait to rush over. Although it was already late at night, thinking about old friendship and Uncle Li's passing, he should come and visit him out of emotion and reason.
The man just now looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
After all, Li Yuanhao has been abroad for more than ten years, and his impression of his childhood is extremely vague, so it is normal that he does not recognize him.
Fu Shaochen walked into the hall. The dazzling white light made him stunned for a moment. If the scenery outside was not so familiar to him that he would never forget it, he would have thought that he was in the wrong place.
"You still dare to come back? Do you want me to call the police?" Li Luowan heard the footsteps and thought that Li Yuanhao had left and returned. He didn't look back and yelled with a bad face.
"It's me." Fu Shaochen stopped and looked at her petite and thin back.
The long-lost voice came, and Li Luowan's grievances that he had tried so hard to suppress suddenly collapsed...
She was shocked and confused, trying desperately not to let the tears fall. She still maintained her original posture, without looking back, and asked in a calm tone: "What are you doing here?"
Hearing her distant and indifferent tone, Fu Shaochen looked at Li's father's body in the center of the mourning hall. His eyes suddenly felt sour, and he replied sadly: "I came to pay homage to my uncle and take a look at you."
“After the worship, you can get out!” She didn't want to see these men for a second.
“If there is anything you need help with, I...”
“No need, I would be very grateful if Mr. Fu didn't come and add insult to injury.” Li Luowan interrupted him coldly.
Fu Shaochen noticed that her voice was a little strange. She must have been crying for a long time and her throat was a little uncomfortable...
He stood there, suddenly feeling a little regretful about the excuse he just made. No matter what he did now, she refused to do anything. It was impossible to save anything.
Fu Shaochen's heart felt like a needle pricking unbearably. He opened his lips, but couldn't utter a single word.
"What's your relationship with the man who just went out?" He was at a loss for words, but he asked the question at such an inappropriate time.
Li Luowan sneered and replied rudely: "Are you being too lenient? You don't need to worry about my affairs."
“Oh, why didn't I know before that you are so capable and have hooked up with men one after another who can worry about your affairs? Does Su Ruihan know?”
He clearly didn't want to say this, but if he said it properly, Li Luowan wouldn't even pay attention to him.
Li Luowan listened to the sarcasm in his words, and she didn't feel much anger in her heart. Instead, she laughed lightly: "Who am I hooking up with? Do I still have to report to you?"
"Li Luowan!" Fu Shaochen became more and more irritable. He didn't come to quarrel with her. His voice was filled with anger unconsciously: "Can you please be more mature? You are no longer a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Who are you?" You should know who you should contact and who you should avoid, and don't think that they will really marry you home and live a happy life.”
I didn't add another sentence. I could promise to marry you. That is your honor. If you do n't **** your head, you dare to pick up and pick up. Who do you think you are?
Chapter end
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