Cute baby strikes ex-wife is a real boss

"Brother Bo Yan, what's wrong with you?" He Yue who had gone and returned just happened to pass by him.

Panicked.

She had never seen this man panic like this, except five years ago, after that bitch fell into the river and disappeared, this man locked himself in the room for three whole days without eating or drinking.

Just when everyone was about to forcefully break in, he walked out by himself.

Since then, the name Su Nuan has never been mentioned again.

Not far away, stood where the familiar figure disappeared.

Fu Boyan hugged the daughter in his arms tightly, looking around, the place where his heart was already empty.

Where have you been?
Where did it go?
Su Nuan, where are you?

Beside him, He Yue, who followed closely behind, also saw the glimpsed figure, his whole face was already extremely pale.

Really that bitch.

She has come back.

Why come back.

Since she had disappeared for five years, why didn't she disappear forever, why did she come back when she was about to marry Brother Bo Yan.

Full of hatred instantly filled the entire heart, and then the eyes in the eyes became vicious.

What can you change when you come back?
Su Nuan, I could easily drive you out of Fu's house five years ago.

Five years later, I can still let you go back to where you came from.

—

On the expressway at the airport, inside the speeding silver-gray sports car.

In the co-pilot seat, the beautiful woman's slender catkins were jumping quickly on the keyboard.

On the computer screen in front of her, lines of letter codes jumped rapidly. After a while, she closed the notebook again, and a flash of ridicule flashed in her eyes.

"It turns out that this is the truth about He Yue's illness that year. It really surprised me."

The handsome man driving the car saw that she was done with work, so he didn't ask any more questions, but raised a little petting at the corner of his mouth: "Should I go home or go to eat."

"Go to the cemetery."

There was silence in the car.
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An hour later, the suburban cemetery.

A bouquet of bright red roses was placed in front of the tombstone, just like the woman in the photo.

After more than 20 years, she is still beautiful and dazzling.

Su Nuan's slender catkin gently stroked the photo on the tombstone, and her eyes gradually became moist.

"Mom, I'm five years late, sorry."

"I was too stupid back then, and I will definitely not this time."

"Those people owe you, and I will get it back from them bit by bit for you."

In the end, the voice was only cold and cold.
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The airport monitoring room at the same time.

Fu Boyan followed dozens of burly men back and forth.

"Check it out for me, dig three feet into the ground, I must find him today."

Two 10 minutes later.

"Young Master Yan, I found it, a silver-gray Maybach with the license plate number Beijing B******."

Soon, countless small images on the huge monitoring screen of ten square meters disappeared in an instant, converging into a huge image.

The man's sinister eyes were fixed on the huge surveillance video, the face that had appeared in dreams for countless nights, his eyes were red, just like the one by the river back then.

After a while, he gave an order: "Bring on the video screen and let's go."

Six black cars of the same model speeded past on the road, causing passers-by to stop and look around frequently.

[Who is this? The scene is really big. 】

[Meddle less and be careful not to get into trouble. 】

Behind one of the black cars, the man suddenly opened his sharp eyes.

"Give me the computer." The slender fingers quickly jumped up on the computer keyboard. On the screen in front of him, a green light flickered, and the corner of the man's mouth raised a faint evil charm after a while.

"Go to the suburban cemetery..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an urgent voice from the passenger seat.

"Young Master Yan, something happened."

Fu Boyan's deep pupils kept staring at the flickering red dot on the computer screen, and after a while he pondered: "Say."

"Miss is gone."

The notebook on his lap was closed with a 'bang', and a man's slightly irritable voice sounded: "Go back immediately."

All the cars immediately turned their heads, changed from their previous steady progress, and passed by like a speeding car.

Halfway through the drive: "Young Master Yan, Ms. He called, and she and Ms. were walking around the old house of Fu's family."

The man's tense emotions instantly relaxed, and he let out a light breath.

The next moment, the eyes became sharp again: "All those who asked them to leave the old house of the Fu family will be fired."

"In addition, He Yue is not allowed to take a step closer to Yaoyao in the future."

Daring to disobey his orders, some people are really courageous.

When he reopened the notebook, the red dot on the screen had disappeared.

Fu Boyan was in a trance for a while, and then a flash of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

It doesn't matter, as long as people come back, it's fine.

I don't know if I said this sentence to myself or to whom.

—

three days later.

City B.

W&J Hotel.

Today, a celebrity dinner will be held here, and those who come are either rich or noble.

At this time, a global limited edition Maybach quietly appeared at the door of the hotel, and everyone stopped to guess who it was.

The next moment, Fu Boyan, the president of the Fu Group with a strong aura and incomparable dignity, appeared grandly on the stage with his female companion He Yue on his arm.

One is tall and handsome, the other is coquettish and weak, and the two quickly became the focus of the audience.

Ever since He Yue learned that he could come to this dinner party, he was in a state of excitement.

She finally stepped into the circle she dreamed of, the upper class envied by everyone, the circle that really stood at the top of the pyramid.

This is the class that the He family, the Zhao family and her have struggled all their lives in the entertainment industry, and it is difficult to reach.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth became more and more curved: "Brother Bo Yan, I am very happy today."

The man next to him was dressed in a high-quality suit, with a tall and straight figure, and his indifferent eyes didn't change at all when he heard her words, he just nodded lightly: "I'm not feeling well, let me tell you in advance."

Although she didn't like her, she was the girl back then, and she saved his life later, so that her health has been poor all these years.

This is what he, Fu Boyan, owed her, and it is also the biggest reason for her to use his power to walk in the entertainment circle these years.

As for the matter of being his daughter's mother, everything was a misunderstanding.

Five years ago, she had no choice but to announce this to the outside world. Now that she is back, some misunderstandings need to be clarified as soon as possible.

He Yue didn't know what the man beside him was thinking, but she nodded shyly when she heard his words of concern.

"Ah."

The high-end and exquisite gown is so charming and delicate that even a man is reluctant to take his eyes off her.

And He Yue likes the attention.

She likes to live in the focus of others and become the envy of everyone.

[He Yue is really enviable. Even if he is not in good health, Young Master Yan has always treated her like a day for ten years. When will I have such a man. 】

[Who said no? 】

[So when did these two get married? I remember that these two have been engaged for five years. 】

Knowing that these two were here, the organizer hurried to the hotel door to greet them in person.

"Welcome Young Master Yan..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a commotion behind him.

A custom red Ferrari.

A strange woman with a light body, black hair like paint, and a cold demeanor.

At this moment, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she was walking towards the hotel door step by step.