Chapter 1460 The Young Master Was Slapped

Fu Nanli lowered his hand: "The situation is complicated, and I can't explain it clearly to you at the moment."

Wen Qiao's situation is too complicated, but if he said it, it would seem like he was excusing her.

It's better not to say anything.

Ye Minqiu frowned: "Nan Li, can you wake up a little?"

Fu Nanli's eyes were tired: "Sorry, I'm going back first. Let's talk about it later if there's anything else."

Ye Minqiu grabbed his wrist: "Go back? This is your home, where are you going?"

Fu Nanli's eyes darkened: "Mom, can you please not embarrass me too much?"

Breaking free from Ye Minqiu's hand, Fu Nanli left the study.

Ye Minqiu slapped the table in annoyance, with complicated eyes.

Fu Nanli went out. The snow stopped outside and it was very cold. The car drove along the French plane tree path. In winter, all the leaves had fallen off, making it look a little desolate.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of the villa.

Qin Bei stopped him: "Master, your face..."

Fu Nanli knew that his mother's two slaps were very hard and there were still marks.

He didn't care about it anymore and went upstairs. Wen Qiao was no longer in a daze like she had been a few days ago. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her back looking a little pitiful and lonely.

She has always been calm and rational. The death of her boyfriend's father was directly caused by her. What kind of suffering should she endure in her heart?

Wen Qiao clenched her fists tightly. There was mist on the floor-to-ceiling windows and the sky was dark. Her face was reflected on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She closed her eyes suddenly. She couldn't stand herself like this and didn't know how to face Fu Nanli.

Today was his father's funeral, and she watched him leave.

She watched him get into the car and actually wanted to go with him, but he didn't ask to take her there. She knew that a sinner like her was not qualified to appear at the funeral.

She heard footsteps and turned around to see Fu Nanli. For a moment, her voice became hoarse and she didn't know what to say.

As she got closer, she saw that there were finger prints on Fu Nanli's cheek, and even a little skin breakage.

Ye Minqiu was wearing a ring on his finger and accidentally scratched his face.

She raised her hand and touched his face: "What's wrong?"

Fu Nanli held her hand: "It's okay."

He said it was okay, but Wen Qiao couldn't believe that it was really okay.

For a person like him, no matter what suffering he suffered, he kept it in his heart and would never tell it to his mouth.

You can guess it. After all, who dares to hit Mr. Fu?

There are only his mother and grandfather.

Under what circumstances was he beaten?

Wen Qiao's heart twitched, so his mother and grandfather already knew the truth of the matter.

And he bore all this for her.

"Then you go take a shower first."

When Fu Nanli came out of the shower, no one was in the room.

"Qiaoer..." I called several times, but no one answered. There was a note on the bedside table.

[I’m going home first. You’ve been tired lately, take a good rest]

Fu Nanli's heart trembled. He called her, but no one answered, so he sent a text message: "Don't go anywhere, just stay at home." ]

Wen Qiao didn't reply to the text message. She sat on the chair in front of her desk, looked at the text message he sent, and reached out to press her temple.

[knew]

Her mood was a bit complicated. She held a pen in her hand and wrote and drew on the paper without any purpose.

There was nothing unusual about her appearance.

Three days later, Ye Minqiu finally asked the people below to investigate clearly. Wen Qiao was indeed at the scene at that time, and it was indeed she who severely injured Xianyuan and died in the hospital.

There is nothing more to say.