I, Fan Yu’s Woman (42)

Taking advantage of the fact that her family had some money, she would vent her anger on the medical staff at any time.

Qiao Yuanfei did not pay much attention to it. After receiving the medical report, she left very quickly.

Just as she walked out of the hospital, she saw a car parked by the roadside.

The car window was not closed. Fan Yu's tall and straight body leaned against the car window, supporting his head with one hand.

His languid posture made him look particularly relaxed.

Accompanied by a state of being bathed in the spring breeze, he unconsciously exuded charm.

Soul captivating.

When she peeked at him, he seemed to have sensed something and suddenly turned his head to look in her direction.

Qiao Yuanfei's face blushed slightly. She hurriedly lowered her head and quickened her pace to walk forward.

Fan Yu was very gentlemanly.