Clingy spirit
Fu Nanli realized that Wen Qiao was really sticking to him. When she went to the bathroom, he went to the corridor to smoke and called Xu Shen to arrange for him to stay in a place near Shuying.
He took two puffs of the cigarette and had just spoken a few words to Xu Shen when he heard her flustered voice coming from the corridor.
Fu Nanli, please advise Fu Nanli.
It was an urgent and fearful voice.
Xu Shen heard it and teased, " "Captain, little Wen really can't leave you for a while."
find me a house within three days, " Fu Nanli said in a deep voice. I'm hanging up.
Xu Shen felt a little helpless. Half of the real estate in Haicheng and even the whole country belonged to the fu family. Why did Master Fu have to ask him to move in when he wanted to find a house?
Forget it, whatever the captain says.
Fu Nanli stubbed out his cigarette. The door to the emergency exit was suddenly pushed open, and she hurriedly ran up to him, her eyes brimming with tears and clear panic. She grabbed his wrist, her hands trembling, and so did her voice.
"Don't go."
He didn't understand why she had changed so much after a business trip, but he still enjoyed her clinginess.
He held her in his arms and stroked her long hair. she hasn't left. She's arranging a place to stay.
Only then did Wen Qiao realize that she had been too flustered.
This would probably make Fu Nanli feel very strange.
He was afraid of death.
Who wasn't afraid of death?
Moreover, she was someone who had walked through the gates of hell. The feeling of losing all consciousness was too scary. She had too many concerns in this world.
Xu Lu was still waiting at the entrance of the coffee shop. Zhuang Yan had called her and said that he would come to see her.
She waited all the way until eight or nine O 'clock. The rain was still falling outside, and she was feeling uneasy. She was certain that Wen Qiao had set a trap for her, or that Wen Qiao had contracted some terminal illness.
At the thought of the latter, Xu Lu's eyes lit up.
A taxi was parked outside the floor-to-ceiling window. When she saw Zhuang Yan get out of the car, her heart was in her mouth again.
There weren't many people left in the café. Zhuang Yan pushed the door open and entered. Xu Lu stood up uneasily, her face full of worry. is Wen Qiao sick? "
"You cursed her?" Zhuang Yan's eyes were dark.
Xu Lu's heart sank. It seemed that he was not sick.
Then she was pretending. Wen Qiao was really shrewd.
"I, Yingluo, why would I curse her? Why would she faint if she wasn't sick?"
Zhuang Yan's t-shirt was half-soaked, and he didn't have an umbrella when he left the hospital. He didn't have an umbrella when he got off the car either. His thoughts were in a mess, and his life was in a mess because of Wen Qiao, so how could he care about an umbrella?
"You know best how she fainted. What medicine did you give her?"
Perhaps it was some kind of drug that couldn't be detected by medicine. There had been similar cases a few years ago, with rare metals and malignant chemical elements.
If Xu Lu could allow others to spread rumors that Wen Qiao was a fickle woman, what else couldn't she do?
He really didn't dare to believe that she had a honey mouth but a sword in her heart.
Xu Lu was about to cry, tears welling up in her eyes."Zhuang Yan, am I that kind of person in your eyes?"
"Aren't you?"
Xu Lu almost swore to the heavens. she just arrived at the coffee shop and didn't have time to drink anything. How could I drug her? from a distance? " Do I have such great ability? Zhuang Yan, why are you still being deceived by her? She must have pretended to faint to frame me. "
the doctor clearly said that her breathing is weak and her heart rate has dropped to 40. She even used a pacemaker to stop her tremor. Is she so capable that she would team up with the entire hospital to lie to me? "