Chapter 1101 Liu...Liu...how Could You...

Strictly speaking, not all of the second wife was dead. Fu Zijiao was still in another province and had not returned. Fu Zihan even escaped because he was in prison.

But so what, they are just two juniors who have not even grown their hair. How much harder is it to kill them than to crush an ant to death?

Looking at the devastated second wife, Fu Hongda seemed to be looking at his own trophies, feeling satisfied, excited, then excited and ecstatic.

He thought that no matter how many years had passed and no matter how many things he had experienced, he would never forget today. This was the first time he had defeated those superior legitimate sons, and the first time he had made a name for himself.

"Fourth Madam, Fourth Madam, please walk slowly, it's very dirty here..." A voice came from outside the door.

Fu Hongda put away his thoughts and glanced at the fake Fu Ziqing.

The fake Fu Ziqing nodded immediately and hid behind a set of copper cabinets that had been burned by the fire.

Outside the yard, Mrs. Lu was walking in holding her daughter Ziru and a basket in her hand.

Seeing Fu Hongda, Mrs. Lu's expression froze, and then she looked away, squatted down, and took out the things in the basket one by one.

When Lu laid it out, others could see clearly that they were all incense, candles, paper money, and offerings to the heaven.

"Ziru." Fu Hongda called.

Fu Ziru felt sad because Fu Ziqing died in the fire. After hearing her father's call, she reluctantly raised her head, her face covered with tears.

Fu Hongda walked over, lowered himself to wipe his daughter's eyes, and looked at Mrs. Lu disapprovingly: "Why did you bring Ziru to a place like this? There are also these things that I will prepare on the day of the coffin. You can worship now, What is the use?"

"It's useless." Mr. Lu had been in a cold war with Fu Hongda for several days because of the control of the family. Now when he spoke, Fu Hongda realized that his wife's voice was hoarse and her eyebrows were haggard. "At least, I feel better."

Just now, he felt sorry for his wife. Now, after hearing his wife's words, Fu Hongda turned coldly and said, "What do you think makes you feel better? They were harmed by your elder brother. What does it have to do with you?"

Mrs. Lu calmly lit the incense candle with a fire stick. After hearing this, she looked up at Fu Hongda and said, "Do you really believe that it was the eldest brother who killed the second wife?"

"The Fuyin Yamen has been investigated, how can there be any mistakes?" Fu Hongda had a straight face. When he looked at his wife's sneer look, he suddenly became angry and scolded: "Stop being so weird here! Go back to the house. Stay here and don't cause any trouble for me! And Ziru, something else will happen in the house in the near future. Take good care of Ziru and don't let her leave the hospital."

When Fu Ziru heard her name, she raised her head and glanced at her father, and then asked in fear: "Father, is the seventh sister really, really dead?"

Fu Hongda softened his gaze and touched his daughter's head: "Your seventh sister will always bless you in heaven. If you miss her, just speak to the sky and she can hear her."

Fu Ziru didn't know whether she believed it or not. Her dark eyes turned to the night sky outside.

Mrs. Lu did not quarrel with Fu Hongda anymore, but quietly took her daughter to offer incense to all the living beings in the two-bedroom house. It was not until Fu Hongda got angry and ordered his servants to take them back that the two of them staggered. Being helped away.

After leaving the yard, Mrs. Lu felt uncomfortable, and finally she cried.

In the past few days, her mother would often cry. Fu Ziru felt anxious and distressed when she saw her. She could only hug her mother's waist and could not say a word of comfort.

After the mother and daughter left, Fu Hongda was also a little tired, and his heart that had been so excited about the victory stopped halfway.

Fu Ziqing came out from behind the cabinet and knew that it was not his time to speak, so he remained silent.

Fu Hongda felt unhappy. He couldn't understand why the first person to wish him well when he was finally about to reach the top was not his wife, who he truly cared for. He didn't understand his wife's accusations. Could it be that in the past, he was stepped on by others? Are you having a good time?

He clearly has the power and the opportunity, and he has climbed to the top of everyone's head. Why can't his wife be happy for him? Does she know who he is doing all this for? !

The overwhelming anger engulfed him. At this time, only power could soothe his heart.

"You go back and rest while I go out."

Fu Ziqing watched Fu Hongda leave, looked at his somewhat lonely back, and sighed sincerely: "With such a good husband, what else can you be dissatisfied with? You know how many women in this world are asking for it?" What you can’t ask for.”

"Are you talking about you?" The laughter that appeared out of thin air shocked the fake Fu Ziqing.

Fu Ziqing looked around in disbelief. After confirming that there was no one else around, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back.

A lot of people died in this second house, so it can't be haunted, right?

No matter how strong and independent a woman is, she still has her own weaknesses. If Fu Ziqing pretends to be afraid of ghosts, it is probably because he has done too many things and has never stopped being afraid of ghosts.

Fu Ziqing swallowed, touched the back of his neck, and walked away, wanting to leave this place quickly.

But as soon as he left the yard, he was blocked by a black shadow.

The shadow was hidden in the night. Fu Ziqing pretended that he couldn't see clearly, but he was wary and asked sharply: "Who is it!"

The black shadow slowly walked forward, and the hazy moonlight cast a layer of velvet light on him. When he walked into the moonlight, a clear and handsome face was exposed.

The fake Fu Ziqing immediately widened his eyes, stepped back in disbelief, pointed at him, and asked tremblingly: "Liu...Liu...how could you..."

The other party didn't reply, just laughed, and the agile body suddenly approached. Just when Fu Ziqing was about to scream, he covered her mouth. In the eyes of the other party, which seemed to be about to explode, he said calmly: "I'm here...to pull you down...to stay with me."

Fu Ziqing was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide, rolled his eyelids, and almost fainted.

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If you ask where Fu Hongda can feel the joy of power the most, it is undoubtedly Wandering Alley.

Not to mention how many brothels and prostitutes in the entire Wandering Alley are under his influence, let’s talk about the snake breeders who are now placed here by him.

After all, a man, even a man from a foreign land, can't help but feel overwhelmed when facing a stunning beauty.

When Fu Hongda arrived at Qianxifang, he heard that the snake breeder had brought three women and was making trouble in the small courtyard.

Fu Hongda didn't say anything and waited quietly outside. It wasn't until half an hour later that things seemed to be over inside and the door was opened.

Servants and maids came in and out carrying basins and towels. When the inside was almost clean, Fu Hongda walked in.

The snake keeper was lying on the bed, holding three naked women in his arms.

"I know you're here, so I ended it. Do you have anything to do with me?" the snake keeper asked, but his eyes were still staring at the woman in his arms, and his hands were restless.

The woman was tickled by his touch, and she threw herself into his arms with a sweet smile, gasping softly.

"It's something." Fu Hongda said, but when he saw that the snake keeper didn't look at him at all and was busy lingering with the woman, he couldn't help but shouted: "Everyone else, get out!"