Chapter 1467 Protecting Her with My Life

Fu Shu returned to the 361 Mansion. The doctor came and bandaged his wounds. However, compared with external injuries, Fu Shu's internal injuries were more serious. After all, the two cars collided violently. The doctor told Fu Shu to pay more attention to rest and recuperation.

After the doctor left, Fu Shu went into the bathroom to avoid the wound and took a cold shower. He had mysophobia and couldn't stand the smell of blood on his body. When he came out, he wore a clean black shirt, his short hair was wet, and his whole body was covered with cool water mist.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. It was the secretary Song Yi outside the door, "Young Master, I brought Hai Ling here."

Song Yi went to deal with the accident scene and brought the perpetrator Hai Ling here very quickly.

Fu Shu, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Song Yi walked in, followed by two black-clad bodyguards, who threw Hai Ling directly on the carpet.

Hai Ling was seriously injured, covered in blood, and was hit against the wall by the top luxury version of Maybach. It can be said that Hai Ling only had one breath left.

Hai Ling collapsed on the carpet weakly. She looked up weakly. Fu Shu stood by the French window, tall and slender as jade. Unlike the formal suit he usually wore, Fu Shu's black shirt was casually hanging down, and he was wearing black trousers. Two buttons of his shirt were loose, revealing his delicate collarbone.

Fu Shu stood by the French window. The bright neon lights outside and the luxurious palace-like room design gave him a mysterious and noble color. There were no gold-rimmed glasses on his handsome face, and he had removed his gentle disguise. His pair of black eyes as deep as a cold pond were looking down on her face.

Hai Ling's heart still beats when she sees this man now. This man of extraordinary status is noble and compelling in every move, making people want to worship and look up to him.

"Master Fu... Master Fu, I'm in pain..." Hai Ling said weakly.

Fu Shu walked over with long legs, then squatted down in front of her. He raised his thin lips and smiled nonchalantly, "Does it hurt?"

As long as such a man is a little gentle, he can make a woman imagine a tender drama. After he asked this question, Hai Ling's consciousness that had been holding on until now gradually collapsed. Her whole body was in pain, like a burning fire, and the panic and fear that followed swept her entire brain.

Hai Ling slowly reached out and grabbed the corner of Fu Shu's trousers, like grabbing a life-saving straw, "Fu... Young Master Fu, I... I..."

Hai Ling's lips trembled, and the tears in her eyes "rushed" all fell down.

Fu Shu still kept squatting on one knee. He looked at Hai Ling's pale face and lowered his voice to be a little soft. "Can you talk now? Tell me why you hit her, huh?"

Hai Ling knew that this "she" was Hai Lan, "It was her. She ruined my reputation and life. She knocked me unconscious and threw me on Mr. Jin's bed!"

"Master Fu, that Mr. Jin is so disgusting. He is pestering me. I don't know where he got the room video. He actually used the video to force me to marry him, otherwise he would expose the video."

"That Mr. Jin is so old and ugly. He is in his forties or fifties. His daughter is the same age as me. He actually wants to marry me. Bah!"

"I hate it. I hate it so much. I'm not happy. I will drag Hai Lan to hell with me!"

Hai Ling really hated Hai Lan. She was with Mr. Jin that night. Her parents had spent a lot of money to suppress all the negative news, but things suddenly changed again.

Mr. Jin didn't know where he got the video from, but he actually came to Hai's house with it to marry her, otherwise he would expose the video and ruin her reputation.

Hai Ling felt that her life was really ruined. She didn't dare to go out now because she was afraid of other people's pointing fingers and prejudiced eyes.

Hai Ling tightly grabbed Fu Shu's clothes. This man she loved with all her heart stayed by her side so gently. She felt that all her pain was healed by him.

Fu Shu looked at Hai Ling crying with resentment and helplessness, and the curve of his lips did not change. He smiled, "Since you know that Mr. Jin has a video, why didn't you send someone to check who gave him the video?"

What?

Hai Ling froze, she looked at Fu Shu stupidly.

Fu Shu's low, mellow voice was unusually charming and pleasant. "With President Jin's pig head, he would think of using the video to threaten you to marry him. There must be someone behind this who is instructing him."

As he spoke, Fu Shu's cold black eyes looked at Hai Ling steadily. He slowly restrained all his smiles. The ink-like feeling in his eyes made people shudder for no reason. "Do I need to continue? The person who gave President Jin the video and made him get entangled with you was me."

Hai Ling had already had a premonition of something just now, but she didn't want to believe it. Now Fu Shu told her in person that the life-saving straw she had been holding tightly in her hand was like a huge wave whirlpool that overturned her and then swallowed her.

It turned out to be... It turned out to be him!

"Why... why did you do this?" Hai Ling trembled all over, and even her teeth were trembling, "Could it be... you did it for... Hai Lan?"

"You said your life was ruined, but it's actually your own fault. These bad consequences are just backfiring on you. Oh, I forgot to tell you," Fu Shu moved, his slender body leaned forward, and came to Hai Ling's ear and whispered, "She is not someone you can get involved with. In the last life, after we got married for so many years, she didn't let me touch her. If she didn't want to touch me, then she wouldn't touch me. How could I bear to force her? In this life, even if I resent her and hate her to the bone, as long as I am here, no one can hurt her in the slightest, not even a hair on her head. Whoever dares to touch her, I will send him... to hell!"

Hai Ling's pupils shrank in waves, and her face turned ashen in an instant. At this time, Fu Shu had already stood up and told his secretary Song Yi, "Take her away and hand her over to the police directly."

"Yes, young master."

Two black-clad bodyguards stepped forward and pulled Hai Ling out.

Hai Ling took a last look at Fu Shu. He was hidden in the dim light and could not be seen clearly. She still could not understand what he said just now, what past life, what present life, but she understood that Fu Shu protected Hai Lan, and he protected her with his life!

Why?

Why?

He could have told her when she came in just now, but he smiled at her, making her physically and mentally dependent. At this time, he suddenly reached out and pushed her into the abyss. This man was simply a Satan from hell, dark, cruel and dangerous.

Ah!

Hai Ling was tortured crazy by all the sorrow and pain, and she screamed out of control.

...

Hai Ling left, Song Yi looked at Fu Shu and whispered, "Master, Miss Qingxuan is here."

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