Chapter 20: doing what? What do you say? Isn't this what you always wanted?

I don't know how long it took, Luo Enxi's legs half-kneeling on the ground were already a little numb.
I thought that Fu Haochen might come back. After waiting so long, I realized that it was just her self-deception.
He simply wanted to avenge her and torture her
Luo Enxi supported her body and slowly stood up from the ground, looking at the column of the tombstone, father, Fu Haochen for the last time.
Turn around, step away from the numb leg, and leave.
The huge, pitch-black cemetery, the empty staircase walkway of one step and one step, Luo Enxi's slender figure walks in it like a small black moving dot.
Walking out of the tomb group, it took an entire hour before Luo Enxi found the exit of the cemetery.
However, she had just walked out, a big hand behind her suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Luo Enxi was taken aback, looking back, before he had time to exclaim, he saw the tall and tall figure, the other side staring at her fiercely.
"Fu, Fu Haochen...you, you haven't left..." She was so scared that she became stammered.
"You're nervous, with a guilty heart? Luo Enxi, have you done too many bad things?" Fu Haochen squinted his eyes, his sharp eyes were like cold sharp knives, which obviously alluded to Luo Enxi's cruel death. That unborn, innocent child.
"I didn't..." Luo Enxi squeezed her fingers, trying to withdraw the other hand that was holding her. "Fu Haochen, you let me go..."
"Heh!" Fu Haochen chuckled and raised his eyebrows coldly, "I want you to confess for Xiaoli. When will I allow you to leave without permission!"
Luo Enxi frowned and then calmed down before speaking slowly, "Fu Haochen, that kid has nothing to do with me. I am tired and sleepy now, I have to go back to rest!"
"Luo Enxi, do you want to be shameless? Had it not been for you, Xia Nuan and my child would be two and a half years old now!" Fu Haochen stared at her, wishing to tear off her calm fake face.
Luo Enxi's heart trembled and almost blurted out the words that the child was not Fu Haochen, but the words had reached her lips, she still endured it and could only beg the other party bitterly, "Fu Haochen, please let me go, I want Go home and rest."
"Go home? Fu's house? Is that your home? If it weren't for your intervention, now the hostess of Fu's house should be Xia Nuan, not your little third!" Fu Haochen grabbed her wrist and suddenly Moved up and pinched her slender neck fiercely.
Luo Enxi's neck tightened, her breath was taken away, her eyes flushed, "Fu Haochen, what are you going to do to let me go..."
"Let you go? Impossible!" The man loosened her neck, grabbed her with his big hand, and dragged her to the black Bentley almost brutally.
"Fu Haochen, what are you going to do..." Luo Enxi curled her brows, her wrist was sore, and there was already a red scar.
Fu Haochen opened the door of the rear seat and dragged Luo Enxi into the car forcefully, "What do you say? Isn't this what you always wanted?"
Luo Enxi's back slammed against the soft leather seat of the back seat, and one foot was still on the side of the car door. The slippers on her feet had fallen off some time ago, and the chill wind was blowing from her feet.
In the next moment, the man in front of him leaned forward and pressed down, and the breath that belonged to him completely enveloped Luo Enxi.
"Fu Haochen... are you crazy? No..." Luo Enxi looked at him in horror, already foreseeing what might happen next.
But, this is the cemetery...Fu Haochen, how could he treat her here...
Don't say the two words have not been completely finished, the man's cold and merciless thin lips have firmly closed the corners of her lips.