"I may not be angry to death if I let you down."

Fu Simian was wearing black, and his coat made him look calm and arrogant. He looked at Zhou Shike indifferently and curled the corners of his mouth, "It seems that I was not the time to come."

Zhou Shike saw Fu Simien holding a coat in his hand, which was his.

And now I am wearing Jiang Ye's coat...

Zhou Shike quickly took off his coat and threw it to Jiang Ye, "Brother, it's all a misunderstanding."

Jiang Ye: “…”

"Don't be fine, Fu Simian." Jiang Ye stood next to Zhou Shike. Although he was strong, he always felt that he was so bad when facing Fu Simian.

Fu Simien's eyes remained on Zhou Shike. He walked towards Zhou Shike and pulled Zhou Shike to him before Jiang Ye wanted to reach out to stop him.

Jiang Ye saw Zhou Shike being dragged so hard that he couldn't hold back, "Why are you crazy, you hurt him?"

Fu Simien put the coat on Zhou Shike, chuckled, pointing out, "I've been hurting him too much, so do you care?"

Zhou Shike lowered his head and lowered his head in embarrassment. He clenched his fists without saying a word, looking extremely obedient.

Fu Simian treats him now, as if he is treating prey someone wants to snatch.

The reason why he was so hostile to Jiang Ye was just because he didn't like other people touching his things, and he couldn't imagine it.

Jiang Ye widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and wanted to speak but stopped. He couldn't believe that Fu Simian actually talked about the private affairs between him and Zhou Shike in this arrogant tone.

"Fu Simian, do you really like A Ke? If you don't like him, don't delay him!" Jiang Ye was extremely angry, yelling loudly like a wild beast. His face turned red because of his anger, but Zhou Shike didn't want to do anything, and nothing he did was futile.

Hearing the other party’s questioning, Fu Simien’s eyes turned cold.

"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs with A Ke," Fu Smien said coldly, "If you appear in front of A Ke again, I will ask your elder brother to go to Jiangcheng to take you back in person."

When Jiang Ye heard his elder brother, he instantly became depressed.

He watched Zhou Shike leave with Fu Simian, his heart tugging.

On the way home, Zhou Shike was happy that Fu Simian would come out to find him, but on the other side...

"Jiang Ye and I were good friends in college. Brother, you don't know." Zhou Shike followed Fu Simian and whispered.

"I know," Fu Simien said lightly, "I also know that he has liked you for four years."

Zhou Shike's face changed, "Fu Simian, are you..."

Fu Simien stopped, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Shike. The hostility in his eyes gradually emerged, and it was wrapped in coldness, which made the back of his neck feel cold.

"A Ke, you called me a daming for him?" Fu Simian seemed unbelievable. He rarely had such strong and obvious emotions, but Zhou Shike did not think this was a good omen.

Zhou Shike knew that he couldn't hold it too much just now, so he almost said "Are you sick?"

He grabbed Fu Simian's sleeve and blinked twice, "Brother, I think you heard it wrong."

Fu Simian suppressed the urge to strangle Zhou Shike to death and laughed, "Yes, I heard it wrong."

Before Zhou Shike could continue to coax, his eyes went dark. Fu Simien hugged him and dragged him forward. He was wearing slippers and couldn't walk faster, and his height was not as good as Fu Simien. He looked almost dragged away by Fu Simien.

Jiang Ye lay on the railing behind him and saw it, shouting angrily, "Fu Simian, what are you doing? Are you going to hit A Ke? Look, I won't kill you today!"

Two patrol security guards ran towards him with electric batons.

Zhou Shike was dragged into the bathroom, and the living room door was not closed. He reached out to grab the door frame and struggled to death.

"Brother, please say something." At this time, his eyes didn't look very much like usual, a bit like A Ke who was a long time ago.

Fu Simian looked at him with his eyes closed and said nothing.

Zhou Shike's heart was beating fast, and he whispered: "Brother, look, you forgot to close the door."

He loosened the door frame and prepared to run to the living room.

Before he could move, Fu Simien suddenly reached out and hugged him by the waist, and then threw Zhou Shike into the bathtub.

There was nothing in the bathtub. Zhou Shike hit the hard tiles on his back. He wanted to struggle to get up, but he fell back in pain.

Fu Simian's eyebrows and eyes were cold. He took off the shower and poured it directly from Zhou Shike's head regardless of the cold water pouring inside.

Zhou Shike's thin pajamas were immediately wet, and his whole body quickly had goose bumps. Zhou Shike pulled the bathtub wall and tried to get up, but Fu Simien stretched out his hand and pushed it back without mercy.

"Brother..." Zhou Shike was a little desperate. The water dripping from his head flowed into his mouth. His hair was wet and pressed against his forehead, making him look particularly fragile and pitiful.

Fu Simian looked at him condescendingly, indifferent to Zhou Shike, who looked miserable.
Chapter completed!