839: C839 She Does Have an Ex-wife

C839 She Does Have an Ex-wife

Zhong Wenjun was a little confused.

Her appearance could not be considered to be devastatingly beautiful, but she was also the type that Fu Yunchen liked very much. She had even specially worn a small suspender and a short skirt today, so it should fit his taste very well.

Why was Fu Yunchen not interested in her flirting and teasing at all?

Fu Yunchen lit another cigarette and sat there quietly smoking. The private room was bustling and noisy, and when he heard it, it made him feel very noisy and bored.

He looked at the scarlet dots between his fingers and suddenly asked Zhong Wenjun, "If you marry me, what will you do?"

"Eh?" Zhong Wenjun was stunned.

She saw Fu Yunchen looking at her with a pair of eyes. His tone was low and did not seem like he was joking. She had a feeling that happiness came from the heavens. She was so excited that she did not know what to say for a long time.

"If we get married, of course I will take care of you wholeheartedly. "Zhong Wenjun held the man's arm and began to dream about the future. "Although I have never been in a relationship, I will work hard to be a good wife and a good mother."

Fu Yunchen nodded and said casually, "Are you not acting anymore?"

Zhong Wenjun thought that she had already become a rich wife. She was so rich. Why would she act? She said," If you want me to act, I will act. If not, then forget it. "

"I want to give you a few babies the most. Take good care of the children at home."

If it was in the past, Fu Yunchen would rather listen to these women lie through their teeth. Now, he felt that it was boring.

He suddenly felt that Su Ying was really one of his ex-girlfriends. Her looks were not what he liked, her personality was not what he liked, but she made him so infatuated.

Su Ying never spoiled him, nor did she want him to listen to whatever he wanted to say. Even if he wanted to eat and go out to play, she had to finish her work.

Oh, he had gotten a certificate with Su Ying. Su Ying could not be considered an ex-girlfriend but should be an ex-wife.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. If he pretended to be dead today and did not pick up Su Ying's call and did not go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, he would go and coax her tomorrow. The two of them would not divorce.

"Second Young Master Fu..." Zhong Wenjun mustered her courage and climbed onto the man's body again. She intimately kissed his collarbone and adam's apple.

Fu Yunchen did not like the fragrance of tea and flowers on her body. He pushed her to the side in annoyance. He vaguely heard a few brothers over there mention Zhuang Feichen's name.

Fu Yunchen asked them, "Old Zhuang isn't coming tonight?"

"She is carrying a beauty in her arms, how could she have the time to talk to us?" A man smiled and said, "Old Jiang saw him carrying a woman out of the bar half an hour ago. He was on a supercar."

"He either went to the hotel or to his apartment!"

One of the men looked at the messages in the group and turned to look at Fu Yunchen. "Yunchen, I think she's your ex-girlfriend."

"Former girlfriend my a * s." Fu Yunchen took a sip of whiskey. "I haven't had a girlfriend in a long time."

He did have an ex-wife.

The man looked at his phone and said in confusion, "I shouldn't have seen wrongly. Didn't she date you before? This is the special one in your girlfriend. She has a clear and cold appearance. "

Fu Yunchen's eyes darkened. He got up and walked towards the man and snatched his phone.

He saw Zhuang Feichen in the photo, hugging Su Ying as he walked out of the bar. He whispered into Su Ying's ear. Su Ying lowered her head and pursed her lips. She seemed to be a little shy.

Fu Yunchen instantly wished he could crush his phone.

This woman was so f * cking good. She only divorced him in the afternoon and went to the bar at night to hook up with his brother!

Fu Yunchen smashed his phone on the man's body and said in a gloomy tone, "Ask him where he is!"

When the people in the private room saw that Fu Yunchen seemed to be angry and didn't even dare to sing, the private room instantly quieted down.1

The man quickly called Zhuang Feichen.

One minute later, he took down the phone and carefully looked at Fu Yunchen. "The phone is not connected..."

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