Fu Chen tilted his head and watched as Fu Zhongli walked past him and directly entered the house…
He was holding a briefcase in his hand and wearing a trim black suit. It was early spring, and he was wearing a shirt, a vest, and a tie meticulously.
Seeing him return, Sun Qionghua was slightly taken aback. He rarely came home in the afternoon, which was also why Sun Gongda had dared to come at this time.
Fu Zhongli's gaze landed on the half swollen and red side of Sun Qionghua's face. He handed her the briefcase. "Help me take my briefcase upstairs."
His actions were elegant and unruffled.
"…" Sun Qionghua hesitated for a moment before taking the briefcase in the end.
When Sun Gongda saw that she was about to leave, he couldn't stay any longer. Some time ago, Fu Zhongli had driven him out of the house forcefully. This was the first time he had seen such a cold and uncompromising side to him.
