Bo Ye arrived at the Fu family's old house at 11 o'clock in the evening. It happened that Fu Muzhong's mother Zheng Qiushui was sitting downstairs. When he saw Bo Ye coming, his mother smiled and shouted, "Why did Aye think about coming today?"

"Auntie has been disturbed. I'll come to Azhong to talk about something to do in the evening."

Bo Ye also smiled and looked at Fu Muzhong's mother, "Is he upstairs?"

"If you are here, will you go back tonight? Just stay here if you have nothing to do. I'll just call your mother."

Zheng Qiushui seemed to be recalling the past, "You haven't come to our house for a long time."

"Auntie, how long ago did it happen to live in your house? We are not high school students anymore, so we can go back tonight."

Bo Ye stepped forward and handed her the gift he brought to Zheng Qiushui, "I'm fine, I'll come to see you more next time. My mother said she would come to play mahjong with you when she has time."

"Ouch, haha."

Zheng Qiushui covered her mouth and smiled, then patted Bo Ye on the shoulder with his other hand, "Go up, you two brothers get together again."

Bo Ye nodded and walked straight upstairs. Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed open the door of Fu Muzhong, a smell of alcohol came towards him.

Bo Ye frowned, entered the room and quickly closed the door, "Are you going to die? Are you afraid that your mother will push the door and see you?"

Fu Mu finally had red eyes, "Then you lock the door, I just forgot."

Bo Ye sighed and kicked the bottle of wine beside Fu Musheng, "What are you doing? What happened recently? Is the stock market lost millions or did the woman I like running away with someone else?"

Fu Mu didn't say anything at all, but just handed the wine bottle to Bo Ye.

Bo Ye sat down on the tatami with him, took the bottle he handed over and took a sip of it, and hissed, "I'm going to die, white wine?!"

Fu Muzhong felt like he had been evacuated in his soul, and he stared at Bo Ye's face for a while before he laughed, "Old Ye, I think I'm sick recently."

Bo Ye looked at his face and his heart suddenly twitched.

"I tell you that I want to strangle Tang Shi with my own hands now, but I can't bear to leave!"

Fu Mu finally threw the wine bottle to the ground. Unfortunately, it was a tatami. The wine bottle was not broken, but it just rolled away all the way.

It has something to do with Tang poetry? Is Fu Muzhong really... interesting to Tang poetry?

He always thought that his intention to Tang poetry was just a temporary idea, and it became faded over time, but he didn't expect that the culprit of turning Fu Mu into this decadent appearance in front of him was Tang poetry.

Bo Ye's eyes changed directly, but he didn't say his thoughts, and asked tentatively in another way. "What happened to you... with her?"

"Haha." Fu Muzhong shook his head and laughed a few times, then stood up shakingly, pulled out a stack of photos from the desk, and threw them hard in front of Bo Ye.

"Then you see how mean this woman is!"

When Bo Ye's eyes touched those photos, they suddenly seemed to be stabbed and shrank back fiercely, "What is this?"

"My mom showed it to me before."

Fu Mu finally pointed to the pile of photos, and his voice trembled suddenly. He seemed to be angry, and his hand pointed to the photos was trembling faintly, "It's a photo of Tang Shi having sex with other wild men! And it's not a later synthesizer!"

Bo Ye stood there as if struck by lightning. At that moment, he didn't dare to reach out to get the stack of photos.

He was afraid that he would lose his mind when he saw the content in the photo, so he was actually afraid!

Bo Ye's face also turned pale, "Tang Shi...and others?"

It is impossible. Although she is cruel and ruthless, he understands Tang Shi's arrogance. She cannot do anything outside with others! Even if he humiliates her at will, she will not do such a thing!
Chapter completed!