Bai Chi bit down on the man's tongue with no mercy as he tangled with her lips.The man who had been holding her suddenly released her lips.Fu MoHan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with hi...Fu Shaoqing left the villa in a daze, his mind filled with the fact that his father had betrayed his mother for years, with at least five women involved.

This was a huge shock to him, shattering all his previous beliefs.

He didn't understand why his father, Fu Hongyuan, acted this way, why he toyed with others, and why he put on a facade of affection.

Fu Shaoqing once thought Fu Mo'han was pitiful, but he never expected that his seemingly perfect family was all a lie!

Fu Shaoqing drove to go to a bar for a drink. He unconsciously drove to the bar where Chu Xin used to work.

As the car pulled up to the door, it was clear that the bar was closed. The usual twinkling lights were off, and even the door was shut tight.

He stopped his car, walked to the door, and saw a notice posted on the bar door that the bar was closed due to an incident.

Out of business

As well, Chu Xin has passed away.

It's normal for Zhao Rong to want to rest.

Fu Shaoqing stood still for a moment, and after not landing, he turned around and didn't go anywhere else. Instead, he went directly back to his apartment, where there was still wine.

Fu Shaoqing took out the wine from the refrigerator, opened it, and began to slowly pour it for himself.

He was particularly distressed, his chest feeling like a big stone was pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe. He wanted to use alcohol to numb himself, to make him forget the pain of reality.

He drank bottle after bottle, tossing the empties haphazardly on the ground.

But his mind was still very clear, he didn't feel a bit of intoxication.

Fu Shaoqing unwillingly continued drinking, and unconsciously, the ground was littered with empty bottles thrown at random.

He tugged at his collar and collapsed onto the couch. His head throbbed, a splitting sensation that was accompanied by a dizzying feeling. He felt nauseous and couldn't stomach anything, but he wasn't sleepy at all.

His gaze suddenly caught sight of the photo on the shelf, it was a family portrait, of him, his mother and his father together. Now looking at it, it felt so ironic!

Fu Shaoqing stood up dizzily, stumbling as he walked over. He picked up the picture frame, sneered, and raised his arm high. With force, he smashed the frame onto the ground.

"Crash." The glass of the picture frame shattered into pieces.

Fu Shaoqing leaned against the cabinet and slowly slid down, sitting on the floor. He stretched out his hand toward the photo in the frame, not caring at all about the glass shards on top, cutting his hand open.

The blood that leaked stained the photo, Fu Shaoqing lightly touched the photo, the smile on his lips grew larger and larger.

Fake, it's all fake!

His eyes gradually turned filled with anger. His other hand clenched the photograph as well, and with a ripping sound, he tore apart the family photo of the three people.

He ripped it four or five times, tearing the photo to shreds. Fu Shaoqing gently lifted his hand and loosened his fingers. The photo flew through the air and landed around him.

He leaned against the counter, laughing at himself.

His consciousness grew increasingly hazy, Fu Shaoqing unwillingly closed his eyes and fell into a deep dream.

After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to hear someone calling his name. Fu Shaoqing slowly opened his eyes, met with a blinding light.

He was stunned, and then he heard, the familiar voice calling out, "Little uncle, are you awake"

Fu Shaoqing slowly turned his head and saw Fu Tianze's innocent face. His round eyes were looking at him, "Little uncle, you're awake!"p and tremble. 。"You're still as sensitive as ever." 。A deep, magnetic voice echoed in her ears, the man's breath warm and ticklish on her cheek. 。"Dinner will be delivered to the company tomorrow e...