Chapter 206 Don’t Affect My Remarriage

Yan Luoman moved into Jiang Fanghua's house and did not go to the Jiang family's old house.

She quietly watched Jiang Fanghua busying around for her and chuckled to herself, wondering why she had always been blind?

Jiang Fanghua mixed the milk for her, and when he turned around, he saw her sad smile. He was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "What are you thinking about?"

"You want to hear my bad girl quotes?" Yan Luoman forced a change of tone, her voice becoming a little more cheerful.

Jiang Fanghua held the milk, sat down beside her, and handed the cup to her so that she could warm her hands.

"I want to hear it. I like to hear your shameless words the most." Jiang Fanghua's voice was still gentle.

Yan Luoman raised the corner of his mouth, "You also know that what I said is shameless?"

"But I like it."

Yan Luoman did not meet his gentle eyes, but looked down at the warm, white milk.

After a long while, she thanked him again: "Thank you so much today."

Jiang Fanghua raised his hand and stroked her hair gently: "Manman, sometimes I wonder, if I hadn't gone abroad, would you have never encountered Fu Sinian? Manman, I always feel that it's my fault."

Yan Luoman cried silently again, buried her head even lower, and shook her head slowly.

It has nothing to do with anyone, it was her own fault.

The cell phone message sound rang, but Yan Luoman ignored it. She knew it must be Fang Yu calling.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Fu Sichen anymore.

She likes Fu Sichen, but if the price of liking him is to face today's situation, then she will let it go.

Jiang Fanghua sat quietly with Yan Luoman for a long time.

Until Yan Luoman said he wanted to sleep.

Jiang Fanghua got up and took her to the second bedroom.

The second bedroom is more fully equipped than the master bedroom in Yan Luoman's house.

Jiang Fanghua brought her a new bath towel and bathrobe, as well as her own pajamas, and said before leaving: "Manman, if you are scared, I can stay with you all night."

Yan Luoman raised the corner of his mouth and shook his head: "I can fall asleep."

Jiang Fanghua also raised the corner of his mouth, "Then have a good sleep, good night."

Yan Luoman nodded silently.

Jiang Fanghua closed the door.

Yan Luoman soaked in the hot bath for a long time, as if he wanted to drive away the filth and coldness from all over his body.

When I closed my eyes, all I could see was the coldness behind An Ningsha's sweet smile, the sound of clothes being torn in the living room, and An Ningsha's miserable scream at the end...

If it weren't for Jiang Fanghua, if it weren't for Jiang Fanghua...

Yan Luoman didn't dare to think about what ifs. When she thought about what ifs, she couldn't help but shiver with cold all over.

After lying down on the bed, the warm room and thick quilt could not warm her body.

She thought of Fu Sichen in a perverse way.

When Xue Binyi came, he said: You should be afraid. He then forced himself to stay by her side, making her forget that Xue Binyi was on the run and never worry about his appearance again.

The cell phone message sounded again.

Yan Luoman still ignored him, turned over and faced away from the phone.

After a long time, when she was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, the phone message sounded again.

Yan Luoman closed his eyes tightly, unwilling to check the information.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Yan Luoman couldn't fall asleep. She sat up, picked up her phone, unlocked it, and checked the messages.

The second message: "We didn't touch Qin Anhe's face, and we didn't break Li Wei's legs. Except for Xue Binyi, we didn't really do anything to anyone. Madam, all of this was set up by someone else for Mr. Fu! Mr. Fu didn't let me say it because he didn't want you to be involved. No one in City A wants him to see the light of day again. I know you can't let go of what happened to you this time, but Mr. Fu knew that someone had set a trap for him, but he jumped in regardless. Madam, please save him!"

The third message: "An Ningsha and the three men have been released on bail. I have to go back. I don't know if you can see these messages I sent, but if God has eyes, you should see them."

Yan Luoman had actually guessed that all this was someone else's attempt to target Fu Sichen. It's not that she didn't feel sorry for him, but her life was also her life, and she couldn't be irresponsible to herself just because she felt sorry for him.

She held the phone tightly, staring at it in silence.

After a long time, Yan Luoman retrieved Fu Sichen's phone number from the blacklist and dialed it.

It rang for a long time, and just when she thought Fu Sichen would not answer, Fu Sichen picked up.

At this moment, Fu Sichen was covered in blood, sweat oozing from his forehead, and the plaster on his leg was cracked. The three men fell in front of him, dying. The voices of begging for mercy had disappeared, leaving only their gasps.

Fu Sichen quietly glanced at the eyes of the three people. Everyone could see what his glance meant. They saw something they shouldn't have seen, and these three pairs of eyes could no longer exist.

Yan Luoman was about to speak when she suddenly felt a sour pain in her throat. She took a deep breath to suppress the grievance, but her eyes turned red in an instant. The grievance surged up inexplicably, and she was unable to speak for a moment.

Fu Sichen listened to the silence over there, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it, took a deep breath, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

When An Ningsha saw the change in Fu Sichen's eyes, she instantly felt hope for life and shouted at the phone in Fu Sichen's hand: "Save me! Fu Sinian wants to kill me! No matter who you are! I beg you to save me!"

As soon as An Ningsha finished speaking, another assistant, Wu Yan, covered her mouth and her voice stopped abruptly.

Yan Luoman heard An Ningsha's panicked voice for the first time and guessed what was happening at the moment. She took a deep breath and tried to breathe deeply, but tears fell at this moment.

She couldn't calmly say anything to Fu Sichen, but she had to say something, so she couldn't control the sobbing in her voice and said in a trembling voice: "You just promised me yesterday."

Fu Sichen tightened his fingers on the phone again, took a deep puff of cigarette, and still said nothing.

Yan Luoman's hand also tightened around the phone, "Don't let me become the ex-wife of a criminal! It will affect my remarriage!"

She finished her words in one breath and hung up the phone.

Fu Sichen didn't put down his phone for a long time, until the cigarette butt burned his fingertips, he came to his senses and put down the phone and the cigarette butt at the same time.

Fang Yu and Wu Yan looked at him quietly, waiting for his next arrangement.

After a long time, Fu Sichen raised his eyes and looked at An Ningsha, and there was no murderous intent in his eyes.

"I'll take you back to the Fu family. You know what to say and what not to say."

Everyone looked at Fu Sichen in shock.

Isn’t he afraid that the young lady will be angry?

An Ningsha was also shocked. Fu Sinian had gone to her hometown and should have found out the truth about An Ningdi's incident. So why would Fu Sinian let her go?

An Ningsha didn't dare to ask any questions, for fear that if she said one more word, Fu Sinian would react and kill her.

In this way, Wu Yan sent An Ningsha back to the Fu family.

The other three were sent back to the detention center.

After everything calmed down, Fang Yu asked, "Young Madam will be angry, right?"

"Find out the mastermind behind this at all costs."

Fu Sichen's voice was weak and hoarse. He turned his eyes to the call records on his mobile phone, staring at the word "wife" and getting distracted.

Fang Yu nodded: "Yes!" and turned to leave.

Fu Sichen's voice sounded again: "Let's take action."

Fang Yu paused: "Are you not waiting for Fu Sinian to make a move?"

Fu Sichen picked up the cigarette box, took a cigarette out of the box, lit it, leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed as if to rest, and did not answer again.

Wait any longer? If we wait any longer, I don’t know what else they can do.