After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

He had just come out of the bathroom, wearing only a loose nightgown with the belt tied casually, vaguely revealing his strong chest. The thick black hair was covered with crystal water droplets, which rolled down from the tips of the hair into the neck and flowed down to the slim and narrow waist.

This kind of Fu Hanzhou was something Lu Wansu had never seen before. He was a little less cool and aloof, and a little more sexy and evil, making him particularly attractive.

Lu Wansu's eyes widened when he saw it. He couldn't help but swallowed again, and a blush quietly appeared on his face.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

"Get up." Fu Hanzhou's cold voice instantly destroyed the atmosphere: "Go back to your room."

Lu Wansu's eyes were hurt and she was silent for two seconds. She sat up from the bed and showed off her sprained foot.

Then he took out the safflower oil and said in a coquettish tone: "Husband, can you help me apply the medicine?"

Fu Hanzhou looked at her slightly swollen ankle and his eyes flickered.

Without saying a word, he took the safflower oil from Lu Wansu's hand, poured it into his palm, rubbed his hands until they became slightly warm, and then covered Lu Wansu's feet.

He rubbed the safflower oil into Lu Wansu's skin with gentle movements and moderate force.

Lu Wansu looked at his focused expression and couldn't hide the smile on his face. The fragrance of his shower gel mixed with the stimulating smell of medicine lingered on the tip of her nose, and it smelled particularly good.

"Fu Hanzhou, are you still angry with me?" Lu Wansu asked cautiously.

Fu Hanzhou paused with his hands and lowered his eyes, unable to see the emotion in his eyes.

"I went to the bar to celebrate Gu Ziyu's birthday that day. It wasn't what you thought. It was actually -"

Fu Hanzhou stood up suddenly, looked at her with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice, "You don't have to explain to me."

After a pause, Fu Hanzhou's voice became a few degrees colder, with strong sarcasm: "Anyway, you haven't explained it before!"

Lu Wansu suddenly thought of how many stupid things she had done for Gu Ziyu in the past and how much shame she had caused Fu Hanzhou, and she was speechless.

Fu Hanzhou looked at her silently for a second, then turned and walked towards the door.

Lu Wansu looked at his back, jumped up quickly, and hugged his waist from behind.

"Let go." Fu Hanzhou said coldly.

"I won't let you go." Lu Wansu simply said shamelessly, "Unless you promise me to move into the bedroom with me."

A flash of shock flashed across Fu Hanzhou's eyes, and then his face turned livid.

He clenched his fist, looked at her with piercing eyes, and sneered: "Lu Wansu, how else do you want to humiliate me? Do you want to trade this kind of thing?"

He just locked up Gu Ziyu for one more day, and she was so anxious? Would you rather trade yourself for Gu Zi's safety?

"I..." Lu Wansu looked confused. What did she say wrong? Why did Fu Hanzhou react like this?

Fu Hanzhou was filled with anger. He broke off Lu Wansu's hand, slammed the door and left.

Lu Wansu froze in place, completely confused as to what was happening.

Two minutes later, the sound of a car engine sounded outside the villa.

Fu Hanzhou is gone...

Lu Wansu's eyes dimmed, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable.

She walked back to the bed dejectedly, looking at the safflower oil poured on the bedside table, the tip of her nose felt sore.

Due to Fu Hanzhou's behavior tonight, she thought that Fu Hanzhou still loved her, that's why he cared about her so much. Even getting angry and scolding her was all because he was worried about her. But now that I think about it, is she a little too pretentious?

Could it be that Fu Hanzhou didn't like her at all? She thought that the scene where Fu Hanzhou rushed into the fire to save her was actually just a fantasy before her death?

Lu Wansu bit her lip, the more she thought about it, the sadder she became. He buried his head into Fu Hanzhou's pillow and cried softly.

The next day, Lu Wansu woke up with a pair of swollen eyes like walnuts.

Looking around the room, he didn't see Fu Hanzhou. When he reached out and touched it, the place next to him was cold.

He didn't come back last night, so Lu Wansu lowered his eyes silently.

Unexpectedly, Fu Hanzhou hated her so much now that he would not even return home in order not to stay with her.

She sniffed, her throat and nose felt a little sore, and her eyes hurt even more.

Lu Wansu returned to her room and entered the bathroom. When she looked up and saw herself in the mirror, she was startled.

Her face was as pale as paper, without any blood. The eyes were red and swollen, and there was a layer of black and blue under the eye circles. He looked as if he was seriously ill and dying.

What the hell does this look like?

Lu Wansu frowned, washed his face with water, and went downstairs.

"Madam, you're up." Aunt Chen called out and walked over with breakfast. She was startled when she saw Lu Wansu's appearance.

"Madam, are you... sick?" Aunt Chen put down her breakfast, wiped her hands, and put her hand on Lu Wansu's forehead: "Oops, I feel a little hot. I need to take medicine." .”

Lu Wansu shook his head feebly, "Has he come back since he left last night?"

Aunt Chen's face was slightly condensed and she shook her head. As if she thought of something, she said: "I'm going to call Mr. and tell him."

Lu Wansu pulled her back, feeling depressed: "Forget it, he probably doesn't want to know either."

Aunt Chen looked at her lovingly and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Ma'am, you—"

Lu Wansu waved her hand, raised a sad smile at Aunt Chen, turned around and went upstairs.

Aunt Chen quickly called Fu Hanzhou.

Fu Hanzhou was in a meeting, and the air pressure at the scene was extremely cold. Everyone can see that Mr. Fu is in a bad mood today.

The cell phone rang suddenly. Fu Hanzhou lowered his eyes and glanced at it. His eyes flashed when he saw it was the villa's landline.

"The meeting is suspended."

He picked up the phone, stood up, walked to the cubicle, and answered the call.

"Say."

"Sir is not well, Madam is sick." Aunt Chen's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Fu Hanzhou tightened his fingers on the phone and asked in a tight voice, "What's going on?"

"It seems that she has caught a cold and has a slight fever. But my wife's eyes are very swollen and she seems to have been crying for a long time."

Fu Hanzhou cried a lot after hearing that sentence, and pursed his lips coldly.

"I understand." There was no emotion in Fu Hanzhou's voice: "I asked Han Wenyu to go there. Don't tell her, just say it was you who called Han Wenyu."

Aunt Chen paused and asked tentatively: "Why don't you come back and have a look?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then refused coldly.

Aunt Chen hung up the phone and sighed.

Han Wenyu came very quickly.

Aunt Chen stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Madam, Mr. Han is here."

Lu Wansu fell asleep in a daze and woke up immediately.

She got dressed and walked over to open the door, and was stunned when she saw Han Wenyu standing outside the door.

"How did you come?"

Han Wenyu stared at her face and couldn't help laughing: "Did you get beaten by Fu Hanzhou?"

Lu Wansu stared at him and said calmly: "...It's not funny at all."

Han Wenyu touched his nose awkwardly, "I just didn't expect that one day you would cry like this for Fu Hanzhou."