Fu Yunshen looked at Li Haoyang who was struggling to stand up from the ground with a condescending face.

His amber eyes were dyed with thick black, like the frost and snow of the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Fu Yun opened his deep and thin lips lightly, and his voice was also low and cold to the extreme. "In the future, if you dare to think about Mrs. Fu, I will make you unable to survive in any corner of this world!"

There was a dark light in Fu Yunshen's eyes.

He was not kidding, nor was he just talking.

He is serious, more serious than ever.

"Fu Yunshen, Ranran doesn't love you at all! She doesn't belong to you!"

Li Haoyang was also angry, and pulled away Ning Hao who was supporting him and rushed towards Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yunshen's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he avoided Li Haoyang's attack very flexibly.

At the same time, he grabbed Li Haoyang's arm with his back hand and twisted it back hard. He only heard a "click" sound, as if the bone was dislocated.

Li Haoyang's face suddenly turned pale, and the sweat on his forehead was like rain.

He couldn't help but groan.

Fu Yun was so cold that he made his heart tremble, "The title Ranran is not something you can call him!"

His legitimate husband has never called her so intimately, and other men are not qualified to do so!

Hearing Li Haoyang's intimate name for her, he couldn't help but get angry.

"And, it's not your turn to point fingers whether our husband and wife love each other."

"Whether she belongs to me or not, it has nothing to do with you. Anyway, she will never belong to you!"

Fu Yunshen's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the dark light was strange. Even if Shen Moran did not belong to him, he would not belong to Li Haoyang.

He would rather destroy her with his own hands than let her belong to other men.

Even if there is no so-called love between them, he still has a strong possessiveness and a crazy possessiveness.

Fu Yunshen's suppressed paranoia at this moment had slowly awakened from his sleep.

"Fu Yunshen, you are the devil!"

The devil in human skin!

Li Haoyang's face was still pale, his dislocated arm was incredibly painful, and his T-shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

Even as he spoke, his lips were trembling uncontrollably.

"Oh......"

Fu Yunshen suddenly snorted and smiled, his clear lips curled up gently, and his smile was filled with endless chills.

He glanced at Li Haoyang with mocking eyes, "Thank you for your praise."

At the end of the sound, he raised his hand and held down the golden silk glasses that had slipped down, pursing the corners of his lips, with cold blood and disdain.

He also elegantly organized his still spotless white shirt and his still straight black suit.

Suddenly, all the violent aura disappeared, and he was still the noble and elegant Mr. Fu.

Beautiful and elegant.

This damn gentle and scum temperament!

Shen Moran actually had a moment of falling for Fu Yunshen like this.

"Dyeing."

He suddenly turned his eyes to look at her, his voice reaching the extreme gentleness.

Shen Moran was obviously stunned. Ranran?

Fu Yunshen forgot to take medicine when he went out? He actually called her to Ranran!

Before she could come back to her senses from her stunned eyes, the tall figure had already arrived beside her.

His aura has been completely switched, becoming noble and elegant, as gentle as jade.

He took off the handkerchief from his suit pocket and carefully wiped Shen Moran's little hand that had just been grabbed by Li Haoyang.

Then he held the hand, as if he wanted to completely cover the traces left by others with the temperature in his palm.

He grabbed Shen Moran's little hand tightly and pulled her away from the cafe...
Chapter completed!