"Wife, I\'ll answer the phone."

Fu Yunting kissed Xia Ling\'s face, put on his nightgown and got out of bed.

Xia Ling touched her hot face, took a breath, wrapped the quilt tightly, and looked at the ceiling with big eyes open.

Divorced and still living together, probably no one.

I don\'t know how long I want to live together.

Just thinking, he saw Fu Yunting stride in.

"Wife, I\'m going out now. I\'ll tell you something when I come back."

Fu Yunting quickly took off his nightgown, turned out a suit he took from the villa last night, put it on, hurried into the bathroom to wash, and then left.

Xia Ling got out of bed and looked at him in a hurry. He just felt a little strange.

What on earth made him so nervous early in the morning?

Is something wrong with the company?

Xia Ling straightened her hair, took the cell phone and turned it over. However, she widened her eyes when she saw the hot search pushed by the cell phone.

Fu Yunting is on the news again?

He took a woman in and out of the hotel and hospital and was caught by the reporter.

Who is this woman?

Why does the figure look so familiar?

A name flashed through my mind.

Fu manyun!

Is this woman Fu manyun?

Fu Yunting brought her back to China?

For a moment, Xia Ling\'s heart sank in a straight line.

What is this?

Does he really want to hug?

Xia Ling\'s red lips closed tightly. Looking at the hotel displayed on the news, she quickly changed into clothes and rushed out after washing.

"Lingling, why are you all gone? Don\'t you have breakfast?"

Behind him came Lanmei\'s cry. Xia Ling replied, "Mom, I won\'t eat. There\'s something wrong."

She wants to see if Fu Yunting has gone to see Fu manyun in such a hurry!

Countless reporters gathered at the door of the hotel.

With a gloomy face, Fu Yunting entered the hotel under the escort of hotel security.

"Mr. Fu, did you divorce Xia Ling because of the women in the hotel?"

"Mr. Fu, I heard that the woman in the hotel is your first love, isn\'t it?"

"Mr. Fu, are you going to recover your old love?"

“......”

Countless questions came to his face. Fu Yunting turned a deaf ear and strode towards the elevator.

Xia Ling, who followed behind, pulled the brim of her hat low. While the crowd\'s attention was focused on Fu Yunting, she quickly walked to another elevator.

When the elevator went up, Xia Ling looked at the figure reflected on the smooth inner wall, and her eyes were red.

The reporters were so powerful that they even found out the apartment number where Fu manyun lived.

So early this morning, several reporters blocked Fu manyun\'s door.

If you want to come, Fu Yunting\'s call in the morning should be Fu manyun\'s call for help.

Fu Yunting, since she can\'t forget her first love, why bother her again?

She has set him free.

The elevator went up to the lower floor of the suite.

In order to avoid unnecessary attention, Xia Ling took the first floor of the safe passage to the suite floor where Fu manyun lived.

After turning a corner, at the far end of the corridor, the door of a suite opened, and a woman rushed into Fu Yunting\'s arms.

"Yunting, many reporters knocked at the door. I was scared."

"It\'s all right, Xiaoman. Don\'t be afraid. I\'m coming."

Fu Yunting gently stroked Fu manyun\'s back and hugged her into the hotel.

Oh!

At this moment, Xia Ling only felt very funny.

What a gentle and considerate man, but it turns out that such gentle and considerate is not only for her.

Xiaoman!

The woman who was just so weak?

It\'s his first love that he can\'t forget!