2018: Face smacking! Wife slaves online! (8)

Face smacking! Wife slaves online! (8)

"Then be careful on the road. If you don't know the address, ask the driver to send you there."Fan Yu gave a few simple instructions, then turned around and prepared to drive back to the villa to chase after Qiao Yuanfei.0

Fu Qian stood behind him, watching his back as he left.

Her gaze was slightly deep.

She had never seen him in such a hurry.

In her impression, Fan Yu had always been gentle and refined, calm and noble. He was like a natural prince charming, his every move carried a sense of comfort that made people feel as if they were bathed in the spring breeze.

It made people subconsciously lower their guard in front of him.

There had never been a woman by his side. In the past, she thought that as long as she became outstanding enough, she might have a chance.

But now..

Fu Qian lowered her eyes, and a glimmer of lustre flashed past her eyes.

On the other side.

Fan Yu Strode into the garage. Just as he sat in the car, Yu Yuehan's call came.

Fan Yu glanced at it and did not intend to pick it up.

However, Nian Xiaomu's call came right after Yu Yuehan's call was hung up.

Fan Yu gritted his teeth. He knew very well that it was definitely Yu Yuehan's call, so he picked it up.

"What's the matter?"

Fan Yu's voice was extremely cold.

With the incident with Zhuo Liye as a prelude, he really could not put on a good face towards Yu Yuehan.

"Eh, you are actually asking me so politely. Could it be that you haven't seen him?"

"..."

Fan Yu suddenly had a bad premonition.

A chill ran down his spine and a wave of anger surged into his brain at the same time.

"You knew long ago that Fu Qian was going to return to the country?"

"Were you also the one who lured Qiao Yuanfei Here?"

Life chasing two asked again and again.

"..."

On the other end of the phone, Yu Yuehan's silence was enough to explain everything.

Fan Yu almost gritted his teeth.

There was no doubt that if Yu Yuehan were in front of him now, he would immediately go up and have a life and death duel with him!

Taking a deep breath and deciding to curse out loud, Yu Yuehan had already hung up the phone.

Fan Yu:"? ? ?"

His breath was stuck in his chest, and he could not get it down.

Now, he only had a heart that wanted to eat someone up!

Fortunately, his phone rang again in the next second.

It was Nian Xiaomu again.

This time, it was really Nian Xiaomu.

"Fan Yu, calm down first. This is actually what happened..."

"..."

Fan Yu was silent for a full ten minutes.

From the moment he heard Nian Xiaomu's explanation to the remaining seven to eight minutes, he did not speak a word.

He lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

In the end, he asked worriedly.

"Is this really going to work?"

Fan Yu did not know what the person on the other end of the phone had said, but in the end, he hung up the phone.

He sat in the car and thought for a long time before he finally alighted.

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"Swish-"

Qiao Yuanfei's car had been driving for an unknown amount of time and where it was going.

In her panic, she just kept driving forward.

Like a headless fly, she just wanted to hide as far away as possible.

When she came back to her senses, the car suddenly stopped by the roadside. She looked back and saw that the empty street behind her had become the most merciless mockery to her.

He did not chase after her at all..

Qiao yuanfei held the steering wheel with both hands, and the back of her hands were so hard that blue veins popped up on the back of her hands.

Her eyes were red, and she tried her best to raise her head so that tears would not fall.

In front of her eyes, Fan Yu was stroking that girl's head with a doting gaze..

He clearly had someone he liked, so why did he still come and provoke her?

A moment ago, he was at the Qiao family's house asking her if she would marry him, but in the blink of an eye, he was stroking another girl's head. Bastard! Scumbag!

"Buzz Buzz..."

Qiao Yuanfei's phone rang.

She hurriedly wiped away her tears and took out her phone with anticipation.

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