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To be exact, while Huang Xing was battling Dan Dongyang, Fu Zhenxin had been watching from the window on the second floor.

She cared a lot about Huang Xing's safety.

But at this moment, Huang Xing was very interested in Li Zheng, the savior that suddenly appeared.

He was too mysterious.

However, from the looks of it, he seemed to be familiar with Fu Zhenxin, and it was very likely that she had moved in to help him.

However, this Li Zheng did not stay for long. After exchanging a few words with Fu Zhenxin, he hurriedly walked to the parking lot to the side and drove his Audi A8 away.

Huang Xing really wanted to ask about Li Zheng's background, but Fu Zhenxin took the initiative to look in the direction of the A8 and said with a sigh, "Director Huang, do you know what this person is doing? If you say it, you'll be scared to death!" He is — he is Zhongnanhai bodyguard!

What? Huang Xing was stunned.

Fu Zhenxin naughtily said, "What, are you scared?"

Huang Xing said in confusion: "How do you know him?"

He was a playmate of my sister and me when we were children, Fu Zhenxin said. He had been a bad boy when he was little, and he was much more mature now. I'm afraid that Dan Dongyang will beat you to death, so I called him over. Only he could deal with Dan Dongyang.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she quickly added: Don't misunderstand, I'm not concerned about you. I'm afraid that you will die in front of our house. Also, I have to do something for my sister. I can't just watch her man die here.

Her mouth was still unforgiving.

Knife mouth, bean curd heart.

However, a special bitterness surged into Huang Xing's heart.

He could tell from Fu Zhenxin's manner and speech that there was a strong hatred in her for him.

'Come, follow me upstairs. 'Fu Zhenxin patted Huang Xing on the shoulder and led him in through the door.

When they entered the elevator, Fu Zhenxin continued, That Li Zheng, that guy, is not an ordinary person. His father was worth hundreds of millions and had opened dozens of companies. Real estate and cars. None of us expected Li Zheng to become a soldier, and a special forces soldier at that. No, no, no, it's one of the special forces, serving as a guard for the country's leaders, do you understand? He had changed, he had really changed. You don't know how bad he used to be, bullying me every day when he was a kid, bullying other kids. But let me tell you a secret, he never bullied my sister. He chased after my sister, but he couldn't catch her.

Huang Xing felt it was inconceivable, so he asked with interest: "Not chasing anymore?"

Fu Zhenxin said, They're on a high branch in the army. Impressive. I've seen pictures of his current girlfriend. Beautiful to death. Humph, men, there's no one who doesn't care.

Huang Xing knew Fu Zhenxin was hinting at him. Infinite emotions surged in his heart.

When they went upstairs, Fu Zhenxin found a cotton stick and iodine. She let Huang Xing sit on the sofa while she bent over and carefully dabbed at his injured face.

Huang Xing was so touched that he wanted to cry.

He originally thought that Fu Zhenxin would probably never pay attention to him again in this lifetime.

Fu Zhenxin complained as she wiped her hands. "Why are you doing this to me? If you didn't have the diamond, why would you have taken on porcelain?" Look at the wound on your face, does it hurt?

Huang Xing's heart was very warm. He wanted to be like before, to gently embrace her and let her cuddle in his arms to act like a spoiled child. However, it was clear that there was now a huge gap between them that was difficult to cross.

However, what surprised Huang Xing was that as Fu Zhenxin wiped the dust off her face, tears flowed out of her eyes. She tried her best to hide herself, and deliberately tilted her head to the side so that Huang Xing wouldn't see her bleak mood. Huang Xing was stunned. He wanted to ask what was wrong with her, but felt that he didn't have the qualifications or the courage to do so.

Of course he knew that Fu Zhenxin had a lot of memories.

Good old times.

A teardrop the size of a bean finally couldn't bear the bondage of the eye sockets and fell onto Huang Xing's knee. Huang Xing's heart ached. He didn't know what kind of mentality was in him. He grabbed Fu Zhenxin's free hand.

Her hands were still so delicate, so soft. Huang Xing once liked to hold her hand, walk, chat, and listen to her act coquettishly.

Fu Zhenxin was shocked for a moment. Then, she quickly retracted her hand and scolded Huang Xing: "What are you doing?" Who do you think you are? I'm helping you to clean your wounds because you're my brother-in-law. Otherwise, if you get beaten to death, what the hell does it have to do with me!

Huang Xing's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

From her intense and ever-changing emotions, Huang Xing could feel how deeply she was hurt by him.

Letting go of her hand, Huang Xing felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. He knew that perhaps this heart no longer belonged to him, and would never belong to him again. Actually, he didn't intend to show her any disrespect, he just wanted to use this method to comfort her.

Fu Zhenxin stood up straight and threw the cotton ball in her hand into the trash can under the tea table. Then he ordered Huang Xing: "You can leave now."

Huang Xing stood up and weakly said, "Thank you."

Fu Zhenxin's expression darkened. No need. Close the door for me.

She turned around and crossed her arms, as if she didn't want to look at Huang Xing for more than a second.

Huang Xing wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know how to respond. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to leave.

At the door, Huang Xing turned around and stared at Fu Zhenxin's back, as if he could feel her inner wails. At this moment, her tears might not have dried yet. He had the urge to rush up and hug her. This thought might not have any ambiguous or profane elements, but it could reflect Huang Xing's deepest, truest apology and compensation.

He wanted her to pull herself together.

Huang Xing said, "Zhen Xin, take care." I, I'm leaving.

Fu Zhenxin corrected him without turning her head, "Please add 'pay' in front of you. You are not the one who calls' chastity '!" We're not that close yet!

Huang Xing sighed and repeated: "Take care." I hope, I hope, that you can get better.

Fu Zhenxin snorted coldly, "I am very good, there is no need for you to pretend to be good!" What's the use of saying it to my sister? Bye bye, goodbye.

Her emotions changed in an instant.

Luckily, Huang Xing had gotten used to it.

Huang Xing opened the door, but felt that his legs were like lead, making it hard for him to take a step forward.

When he saw Fu Zhenxin this time, although she didn't give him a good look, he could feel that the heart that once belonged to him was now filled with resentment. This kind of resentment was like a double-edged sword. She wanted to keep her distance and speak coldly, but at the same time, she invisibly revealed her deep feelings and concerns.

Huang Xing wished that Fu Zhenxin would stop him when he just took a step forward.

He did not expect that they would return to the past. He loved each other dearly and shared the same thoughts. He just wanted to sit down and talk to her.

Perhaps that would be able to make up for his debt to this passionate girl.

Wait a minute —

Fu Zhenxin suddenly shouted.

Huang Xing was stunned. He turned around and stared at Fu Zhenxin, and at the same time, he retracted his foot that had stepped out.

Fu Zhenxin turned around, her mouth moving a few times. Then, with an expressionless face, she said, "Don't come again in the future. You're not welcome here."

Huang Xing hurriedly explained, "Chastity, I came this time, it's …"

Fu Zhenxin interrupted him. As I said, there's a 'pay' in front. Are we familiar with each other?

Huang Xing didn't know what to say anymore.

After a few seconds of stalemate, he repeated miserably: Take care.

Walking out of the door, Huang Xing was walking towards the elevator when he suddenly heard Fu Zhenxin's door clang softly.

From the room came a melodious melody of sadness.

It was actually Jiang Shanbao's "Red Dust Love Songs":

I want to snuggle up to you

This heart will always belong to you

The Story of Love Is Destined

You are the legend of my life

How many unbroken feelings

How many sweet words

The rolling red dust of a thousand hearts

tell you I love you so much

I wish you were a storm

I was cherished by the waves of the ocean

Rise and fall, float in the red dust

I am with you on the road of love

… ….

For some reason, Huang Xing's nose felt sour after hearing the song.

He remembered how, a few days ago, when he and Fu Zhenxin had gone to the Yellow River for a picnic, Fu Zhenxin had hummed the song in the romantic moonlight. She sang very well, in a sad and beautiful voice, with hidden bitterness. Huang Xing even once set this song as his phone's ringtone.

At this moment, Huang Xing could feel how desolate Fu Zhenxin's mood was when she played the song.

Huang Xing couldn't control his emotions, so he knocked his head against the elevator wall and hit it a few times.

Either it was a punishment, or he just wanted to be awake and sober.

Half an hour later, he returned home.

Opening the door, he could smell a strong loneliness emanating from the exquisite decorations and high-end furniture.

After years of unremitting efforts, the house became a big house with three rooms and three rooms in an upscale district. The woman became a beautiful female boss who was coveted and worshipped by all men.

However, Huang Xing always felt that behind this success, not only did he give up all of his effort and sweat, he also lost many important things.

Lying on the bed, the overhead light emitted a cold brilliance.

This brilliance caused his heart to break.

That night, he recalled many things:

The small, shabby rented room; the vain Zhao Xiaoran who had left him in a fit of anger; the Ouyang Mengjiao who had eaten mushrooms with him and fought to the death with the couple next door;

And there was also that willful Boss Fu, Fu Zhenxin who wanted nothing more than to kill him, but had a lot of romantic stories with him afterwards …2

Everything was so sad and beautiful.

The next day, Huang Xing got up early and drove downstairs to Fu Jie's house. He waited for Fu Jie to come downstairs and then went to eat breakfast together with her.

After a series of light and sexy footsteps, the familiar and beautiful angel walked out from the cell door.

When Fu Jie appeared in front of him, Huang Xing was stunned.

He couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

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