We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 235 Laugh if you want to, you don’t have to be patient!



Chapter 235 Laugh if you want to, you don’t have to be patient!

Wen Zhixia was stunned.

"I don't know how to do it." She refused. "Why don't you ask the beauty salon in the hotel to do it for you?"

"No." Fu Ruoshi also refused, "The aesthetics of the people in Jinghai are too rustic. I don't dare to gamble."

Wen Zhixia disagreed, "I don't know how to cut hair at all, and you dare to bet?"

"That's different." Fu Ruoshi said, "Gambling is only considered gambling if there are gains and losses. For you, I don't care about gains and losses."

Wen Zhixia frowned, "What if I cut it badly?"

"It will grow back." Fu Ruoshi didn't care. "How bad can it be? It's just a repair."

"Hey, okay."

Time was running out, and he had to go to a meeting soon. Fu Ruoshi called the service center and asked, "Send a set of hairdressing tools."

Within five minutes, Wen Zhixia found a chance to search for a few instructional videos online. Then, she saw a box full of scissors of various shapes being delivered to the front desk, and she suddenly felt like she was at work.

Wen Zhixia: "Are you sure?"

Fu Ruoshi hummed lazily.

He sat at his desk, crossed his legs and replied to WeChat messages. It was a rare opportunity for him to take a break from his busy official duties. His hairstyle was not important. The most important thing was to be with her quietly.

Wen Zhixia's movements were very gentle and she cut very carefully. Fu Ruoshi could feel the warmth of her breath and her palm brushing past his ear, tickling the little flame in his heart to jump up and down.

His throat moved and he raised his head to see Wen Zhixia in the mirror concentrating intently. Her loose pajamas revealed her delicate collarbone. Her graceful figure rose and fell slightly as her hand moved and the knife fell.

Fu Ruoshi felt even hotter and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt.

......

"What are you looking at?" Wen Zhixia noticed his gaze and said, "Don't look."

Fu Ruoshi continued to look at his phone calmly, "If you don't want to look at it, then don't look at it."

If you don't watch it, you're doomed.

After the haircut, he saw himself in the mirror and almost had a heart attack.

The front haircut is ok, but what’s with this fucking dog-bitten haircut at the back!!!

"Wen Zhixia!! You did it on purpose!!"

Fu Ruoshi's voice broke and he almost overturned the table, but when he saw Wen Zhixia's embarrassed face, he couldn't vent his anger.

"I told you I couldn't do it, and you didn't even look at it yourself." Wen Zhixia forced herself to remain calm. "Did you make a mistake in judgment? Professional matters should be left to professionals. Who told you to trust an amateur so easily?"

???

Not only did he almost get his head shaved off, but the perpetrator not only refused to admit his fault, but also turned the tables?!

"Okay, okay," Fu Ruoshi almost laughed out of anger, "Okay, it's my fault!"

He had no choice but to ask the hotel's professional barber to come and help him fix his hair.

Tony was devastated when he saw Mr. Fu’s dog-bitten hairstyle. There was no way to fix it.

Seeing Tony's despair, Fu Ruoshi could only resign himself to his fate and said to him, "...just get a buzz cut, as long as you can be presentable."

During the whole process, Wen Zhixia was trying to hold back her laughter in the corner.

Fu Ruoshi's originally stylish hair was cut to only one or two centimeters. He didn't dare to move, nor could he get angry. He could only glare at himself occasionally and emit a helpless angry sound from his nose.

"Laugh if you want to!" Fu Ruoshi said angrily, "No need to hold it in!"

Wen Zhixia laughed out loud.

She laughed and said, "If you want to scold me, I'll scold you. You don't have to endure it."

Fu Ruoshi looked at her happy smile and was suddenly stunned.

She had never smiled so happily at herself like this before.

In the past few years that they had been together, the way she looked at him had changed from shyness and nervousness, to guardedness and uneasiness, to resentment, and finally to calmness.

This was the first time she looked at herself and laughed openly.

I felt sad and very touched.

I used to give her money, a house, and a car, but no amount of money could buy her smile. In the end, it turned out to be so simple to make her smile.

Fu Ruoshi sighed and stopped talking. The only sound in the room was the clicking of scissors.

Fortunately, his appearance is very good, and when his hair is short, the visual focus shifts to his outline and facial features. Without the obstruction of the hair, his beautiful eyes and graceful outline are clearly visible.

Compared with the previous charming and unruly feeling, the crew cut is more heroic and steady, and looks more mature and reliable.

As soon as the haircut was finished, Fu Ruoshi impatiently asked Wen Zhixia, "Is it ugly? Really fucking ugly?"

Open your mouth and return to your original form.

Wen Zhixia comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay, it looks pretty good."

Last time on the operating table, she said he was average looking, which made Fu Ruoshi feel upset till now. Now that he had received the affirmation of his sweetheart, he secretly felt happy.

Just then, the phone rang.

He is the deputy director of the Jincheng Public Security Bureau.

"Hello, Uncle Liu." Fu Ruoshi pressed the hands-free key and said in a serious tone, "I'll be right over."

"Xiao Fu, this is what's going on," Director Liu said. "Wang Xinjie wants to jump off the building. She says she feels sorry for Zhixia and wants to die for her. We told her Zhixia isn't dead, but she refuses to believe us. Her mental state doesn't seem optimistic."

"Then let her fall to her death." Fu Ruoshi's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "You still have to support her while she's in jail. What a waste of food."

"No, she has important clues." Wen Zhixia said, "Comrade police, I will go see her now."

"That's great," Director Liu said. "Xiao Fu, Wang Xinjie has many important clues and evidence. If she falls to her death, it will be very detrimental to our subsequent investigation."

"Can you guarantee her safety?" Fu Ruoshi said bluntly, "Otherwise, I won't agree."

Director Liu said, "Of course, of course. Don't worry, I'll be there."

After half an hour.

Everyone came to the downstairs of a dilapidated hotel on the outskirts of the city.

The hotel was more than ten stories high. As soon as Wen Zhixia got out of the car, she saw Wang Xinjie standing on the roof, precariously teetering.

A lot of onlookers gathered around, the fire department and police were on alert, and the airbags were deployed.

"Wang Xinjie!" Wen Zhixia took the loudspeaker. "I'm not dead. I'm here. Take a closer look!"

Wang Xinjie glanced down.

"You're not dead???" She said with an exaggerated expression, "Didn't I burn you to death in the warehouse? You're not Wen Zhixia! You lied to me! I'm going to pay for her life!"

After saying that, she ran to the other side of the building and was about to jump down again.

Wen Zhixia noticed this detail.

Wang Xinjie deliberately avoided the airbag, which shows that she is not crazy, or at least, she has not lost her basic judgment.

She was deliberately forcing herself to go up.

"Be careful," Fu Ruoshi stepped forward and whispered to her, "She is pretending to be crazy."

Wen Zhixia nodded, "I noticed it too."

After she finished speaking, she raised the microphone again, "Wang Xinjie, don't jump. I'll come up and let you see clearly that it's me!"

Sure enough, Wang Xinjie heard her shout and stopped jumping off the building.

"you come up!"

Wen Zhixia said okay and returned to the blind spot of the corridor.

The rescue team held a brief meeting.

The firefighters fastened a safety belt around her waist, and the criminal police and firefighters agreed to split into two groups.

One of them followed Wen Zhixia up the stairs, the other two stayed downstairs to steady Wang Xinjie, and two of them climbed up the outer wall to prevent her from falling.

During the entire discussion, Fu Ruoshi looked at Wen Zhixia with concern.

What should I do if my wife loves to play and is not afraid of death?

Just stay with me!

Everyone went to the rooftop according to the plan they had agreed upon.

"Wang Xinjie!" Wen Zhixia called her, "I'm here!"

Wang Xinjie turned around and saw Wen Zhixia, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes.

She really didn't die, and it could even be said that she was unharmed!

The resentment in my heart surged again.

Even if I die, I will drag her to hell!

Wang Xinjie raised her voice, "Come closer! I can't see clearly!"


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