We looked at it at the same time and waited for a few seconds. A young Chinese appeared in sight.

I know him. At the auction, the speech he delivered to Yi Bohuai should be Yi Bohuai's assistant.

There are some blind spots in the position of the bench and his direction, but he seems to have determined our position, walked straight over and handed over a business card.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Yi invites you to get together at home tomorrow."

With that, he respectfully put his business card on the stone table next to him and turned away.

Fu Shenyan slowly took the business card in his hand and looked at it. His expression was light, and he was a little distracted. He seemed to think of something.

Yi Bohuai and Mu Shen are on the same side, and they have something to do with my poison. If you want to talk about business, you won't wait until now, so this business card is just a cover up.

"What does that person mean?" I'm afraid it's Fu Changheng who really wants to see Fu Shenyan.

Fu Shenyan nodded, "well."

"Are you going?" I asked.

Fu Shenyan directly ignored my words, led me up, "back to the hotel."

Leave from the back door, confirm that there are no reporters around, together on the Fu Shenyan's car.

Chen Yi drove to the nearest top of the mountain without saying anything. Fu Shenyan opened the car door and stood in front of the fence to light the smoke.

At night, the top of the mountain is cool and windy, and the car lights hit Fu Shenyan, making his appearance wrapped in smoke very clear.

I looked at his back and asked Chen Yi in a low voice, "how long has your boss known about Fu Changheng?"

"Half a month." Chen Yi said, "I haven't slept much during this period of time. Only when I am with my wife can I have a good sleep."

My heart suddenly sank, and I felt uncomfortable.

Twenty years of hatred and obsession can not be resolved in ten days and a half months.

Fu Changheng is still alive, in the days of drunkenness, but watched Fu Shenyan tortured by hatred for more than 20 years.

Because of his appearance, the meaning of living for nearly half of his life was totally denied. How could a proud man like Fu Shenyan accept it.

He can't save himself, so he can only accept the inner torment day and night.

I am his wife, his most precious existence, should have been discovered earlier, accompany him to face the demons, but come so late.

"I'm fine" "I'm fine" "trust me.".

These simple irony, in fact, is the best embodiment of his inability to overcome emotion, and I, accustomed to his omnipotence, naturally feel that he can handle it well, and really let go.

Pressing down the urge to cry, I sorted out my mood, opened the car door, hugged Fu Shenyan from behind, and tightly encircled him with both hands.

I obviously felt Fu Shenyan's body trembled, but he didn't push me away.

"You have me." Voice is very light, afraid to stimulate his emotions, "no matter what happened in the past, I will always love you, always need you."

The cold wind poured into my clothes from my neck. I shivered with cold. Fu Shenyan was silent for a moment. He left the smoke in his hand, stamped it out on the ground, turned and hugged me.

"Only you are the meaning of my life."

Fu Shenyan's voice was very low, but he hugged me with great strength. He was afraid that I might slip away. He suddenly took a breath, as if he could get the courage to face everything from me.

After a long time, until his hands were a little frozen by the night wind, Fu Shenyan finally calmed down and helped me back to the car.

Because it's not clear what Fu Changheng is up to, Fu Shenyan is afraid that disappearing with me at the same time will cause big trouble, so he chooses to send me back to the hotel first.

On the way, he explained the entanglement with Fu Changheng as much as possible.