"In the past, they asked me what type of people I like," Fu Simian whispered, "I said I like good and obedient people, A Ke, I don't know the type of people I like. I just think they are too noisy, so I just make excuses..."

He was apologizing and erasing his innate arrogance and aloofness.

Zhou Shike listened quietly, holding the car key in his hand, and hatred appeared in his eyes.

"Fu Simian, I understand you're trying to make excuses for them, and I deserve it," Zhou Shike leaned against the car door, putting one hand in his pocket. His face was a little white by the wind, and his eyes were unstable. "You go and inquire, I'll always be able to lose on Wednesday, I can't play with you. I admit it, and I don't want to continue playing with you anymore. I don't care what you said, because if you really like me, you won't be together for more than four years, and end like this."

After he finished speaking, he swallowed the astringent feeling in his throat, raised his eyes and said in a jokey tone: "It's a bit funny. I'm dating you seriously. You use me seriously to discuss business. Are you looking for me now? Is it like to cooperate with again?"

The other party's ridicule was so clear that it made Fu Simien's eyes hurt and her heart hurt.

"That's just a plan. Your contract is just transferred temporarily. I will take it back soon," Fu Smien frowned slightly and explained slowly, "I don't think there is anything to understand. I won't let Lin Zhiye touch you. A Ke, you should believe me."

He had this tone and expression again, high above, and the arrogance in his eyes made people breathless.

Zhou Shike looked at him for a while and sighed, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

He turned around and opened the car door, opened only a crack, and was pushed back. Zhou Shike looked at the slender white finger pressed on the car door, wearing the ring given to him by the other party at that time, which was the one Lin Zhiye wanted to leave.

Zhou Shike's head exploded with a "buzzing" sound.

He pushed his elbow back and hit Fu Simian's abdomen. He turned around and looked at Fu Simian with pain and looked at him with injuries on his face. He was unmoved, "Are you fucking sick?"

"Do you want money? I'll give it to you the fuck!" Zhou Shike's voice broke. He took out his wallet and threw it hard on Fu Simien's face, slapped the other person's face to the side, "Who are you showing you this way now? Hum? Fu Simien, do you want to torture me to death?"

Fu Simian looked at Zhou Shike who was so embarrassed that he looked sad. He felt a little sad.

"I don't."

"Then get out." Zhou Shike said coldly. He stopped looking at Fu Simian anymore. He felt his heart was clenched, and his chest felt suffocated. The calm that he had always disguised dispersed when he met Fu Simian.

Why, it seems that he has the final say in everything?

Zhou Shike had already opened the car door, but he was so angry that he trembled all over. He pushed the car door with a "bang" and turned around and walked towards Fu Simien. Without a word, he punched Fu Simien in the face. Before the other party could react, Zhou Shike grabbed Fu Simien's collar and pressed the person against the body of a car.

The two of them had their noses facing the tip of their noses, Zhou Shike's eyes were wet, and there was a clamor for reluctance and humiliation.

"Fu Simian," he lowered his voice, as if he was about to pinch Fu Simian's neck the next second, his tone was a arrogant Wednesday, "I like you, so I told you to get out, don't come to me, you can't play with me."

How could Fu Simian, who has been a good student since childhood, have been able to play Wednesday when he is a boss among the crowd of gangsters?

Fu Simian felt unbearable. When he pushed out the contract, he was rational and sober, but at this moment he was a little confused. The boy's ruthless words made him feel sad.

"You won't." Fu Simian still felt that Zhou Shike still retained some emotions towards him.

But it is one thing to keep. In this life, nothing can be forgotten. When it happens, it will be remembered.

Zhou Shike stared at Fu Simian for a few seconds, then suddenly sneered. He let go of Fu Simian and opened his phone without saying a word.

Without much hesitation, he dialed the phone.

His eyes became calm after the phone was connected, "Fang Ka, call me brother." He said softly.

Fang Ka was very obedient. He shouted in a coquettish voice at the receiver: "Brother Ke Ke!" Although it was pretentious, the natural intimacy was obvious.
Chapter completed!