Fu Mei's stuck face was in great pain. She quickly tried to break free with her hands, but to no avail. She said anxiously: "Gucheng, what are you doing? It hurts so much."
Ye Gucheng pushed Fumei to the ground with a strong force, and said condescendingly: "You bitch, you are just acting on occasion, who do you really think you are?"
"As far as I'm concerned, there's no difference between you and those chickens on Chunfeng Tower. The only difference is that you're meaner than them, because at least they still charge money, but what about you?"
"Worthless!"
Fu Mei touched her red face, tears rolling down her face in pain, but compared with the pain on her face, the pain in her heart was the worst.
Just after we spent the night together, Ye Gucheng scolded himself, saying that he was not even as good as a chicken.
"Gucheng, did I say something wrong?" Fumei endured the grievance, unwilling to let go of the last glimmer of hope. "Are you worried that you will lose your freedom after being with me? Don't worry, I only need one
As for your status and how many women you have outside, I won't care."
"Also, I am also the daughter of a family supporter, so don't go too far."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Mei was slapped hard on the face: "Only you? Are you worthy of being the daughter of the Fu family?! Do you think you are Su Yingxia?"
Su Yingxia?!
Ye Gucheng's words were like stepping on Fumei's painful foot, and he roared: "Ye Gucheng!!"
As soon as the words fell, Fu Mei couldn't bear it any longer, got up and got dressed beside the bed, then slammed the door angrily and walked out.
Ye Gucheng spat disdainfully and looked at Fu Mei's leaving figure: "If it weren't for Han Sanqian, do you think I would touch you, a stinky bitch?"
After Fumei left the city and returned to the Ye family's residence in Tianhu City, she was still angry. Ye Gucheng's words about you thinking you were Su Yingxia were like a needle stabbed into her heart.
There was a slight knock on the door, and Ye Shijun came back staggeringly drunk.
Seeing Ye Shijun's ugly appearance, Fu Mei was furious. But if she thought about it carefully, after being rejected by Han Sanqian and being despised by Ye Gucheng, what other options could she have besides Ye Shijun?
He stood up slightly, supported Ye Shijun and sat beside the bed: "Shijun, why are you so drunk?"
Ye Shijun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mei'er, I'm in a bad mood. The elders of the Ye family called me to the ancestral hall and taught me a lesson for a whole half a night. My ears are getting calloused."
Fu Mei looked embarrassed. She naturally knew why the senior executives of the Ye family taught Ye Shijun a lesson.
"Tell me, is what we did to Han Sanqian really wrong?" Ye Shijun was extremely distressed: "We overthrew Han Sanqian, but what did we gain? We gained nothing, and lost a lot."
"Without powerful helpers, what we do will be criticized by others. If we had known this, it would have been better to do nothing."
Fu Mei sighed. In fact, judging from the results, they did lose completely this time. This decision seems to be extremely stupid now. But for Fu Mei and Ye Shijun, these three Fu Mei have their own evil intentions.
People can comfort themselves by knowing that Han Sanqian is dead and the threat to them no longer exists.
"Let the past go, what matters is the future." Fu Mei patted Ye Shijun on the shoulder, as if to comfort him, but actually it seemed to be comforting herself.
Ye Shijun nodded, looked at Fu Mei, and threw her down on the bed.
Fu Mei's eyes were dull and she stared blankly at the swaying top of the bed, suffering from the pain in her heart.
Why are they all women who support the family? Su Yingxia only needs to guard Han 3000 people to be famous for a while, but she ends up in the state of a bitch?!
But what she never expected was that a greater disaster was quietly approaching him.
Early the next morning, Fu Mei was exhausted after being trampled on. She was sleeping soundly when she was slapped so hard that she was stunned. She stared blankly at Ye Shijun who slapped her.
Ye Shijun's face was ferocious, with anger and malice written all over his unattractive face.
"Ye Shijun, you are fucking sick." Fu Mei was so painful from being slapped that she shouted angrily.
"Smelly bitch, where did you go last night? Ah? What good did you do?" Ye Shijun yelled in an emotional voice.
Fu Mei was about to retaliate when she suddenly remembered what happened last night. She felt a little guilty and said, "What could I have done last night? Don't you know yet?"
"Stop talking nonsense to me, I'm talking about before me! No wonder you were not interested last night. Damn it, all your interest was on Ye Gucheng, right?" Ye Shijun roared angrily.
Upon hearing this, Fumei suddenly felt cold and pretended to be calm: "Shijun, what are you talking about? Why did it involve Ye Gucheng again?"
"Why are you pretending to be like me?" Ye Shijun shouted angrily, grabbed Fu Mei and pulled her out, not caring that Fu Mei was only wearing an extremely thin pajamas.
At this time, a strange scene suddenly appeared in the sky...
