Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

"This arrogant bastard!!!" An Shiyue's shoulders shrank from the sound of the door slamming, and she cursed angrily, her harsh and sharp voice echoing in the living room.

"Shut up!! An Shiyue, are you going to rebel? Do you dare to do illegal things? Just do it, you won't tear yourself apart?! You have to put something in this bastard's hands, I How did you give birth to such a stupid daughter?!" An's mother rolled her eyes at An Shiyue, cursed for a while, and then turned back to the room.

An Shiyue sat on the sofa, her eyes glistened with resentment, and she hated An Xinran even more in her heart.

It was because of this bastard that she was scolded.

hospital.

Fu Shaoxun's handsome and straight features were slightly wrinkled. He was sitting on the sofa at the side of the ward, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his dark and cold eyes were fixed on the pale young man on the bed.

The young man's face is clear and handsome, with clear outlines and strong features. He looks like a younger version of Fu Shaoxun, but because of his frail body, he has a little more sickness, making him look more frail.

His eyes were tightly closed, and the oxygen mask on his nose was still not taken off.

A graceful and luxurious woman tightly held the boy's hand, her voice was filled with hoarse crying: "Mingjie, Mingjie, why are you still awake? You're going to scare my mother to death."

At only 21 years old, he is on the verge of life and death every day, and Fu Mingjie's life seems to have been tortured.

There was a glimmer of darkness in Fu Shaoxun's eyes, heartache spread in his eyes, and his cold knuckles were tightly clenched.

Fu Mingjie was lying on the hospital bed, his eyelids moved slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes under Fu's mother's loud call, and he tried his best to smile at Ren's mother. Even more sad for his strength.

Mother Fu's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Seeing Fu Mingjie's weak appearance, Fu's mother hesitated to speak, and finally said, "Mingjie, don't worry, Mom has already taken care of it for you. Daughter-in-law is happy, and your illness will be cured.

I'm also optimistic about this girl. It's An Shiyue, the daughter of the An family. You and her horoscope are the best match.She is one year older than you, so that she can suppress your bad luck. "

Fu Mingjie's pale face froze for a moment, his face wearing an oxygen mask shook his head slightly, and looked at Fu Shaoxun with difficulty as if begging for help.

Fu Shaoxun got up instantly, stretched his slender legs, and walked towards Fu Mingjie.

His deep and cold voice sounded slowly: "Mom, I don't believe this, it's too absurd, how could Mingjie's marriage be decided so hastily."

"Why are you so hasty? This is related to Mingjie's life." Ren's mother almost cried and growled, "You are not hasty, you are not married at 28. Let me tell you, Mingjie's affairs are decided by me, and you can't help it." After all, your father also agreed."

Fu Shaoxun's cold and deep eyes swept towards Father Fu who was sitting beside him.

Father Fu sighed slightly, closed his eyes, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Just listen to your mother, give it a try."

"No, this is related to Mingjie's life's happiness. You can't make a hasty decision. Mingjie has never even met the other party."

"Why can't it work?! Mingjie's life is about to die, and he still has his life. If his life is really gone, there's no life left. It's all right if you decide in the company, but you still have to take care of me when you get home? President Fu? Don't show off to me!!!" Fu's mother was crying and roaring, her emotions had reached the point of collapse, and she blamed Fu Shaoxun indiscriminately.

Those who Fu He opposed her opinions seemed to want Fu Mingjie's life.

The several notifications of Fu Mingjie's critical illness had already tortured Fu's mother to such an extent that she couldn't bear to live. Every time Fu Mingjie was sent to the emergency room, it was like gouging out her heart.

Fu Shaoxun's thin lips were tightly pursed, and a trace of pain flashed across Han Che's eyes. He wanted to say something, but he saw Fu Mingjie shaking his head at him on the hospital bed.

Fu Shaoxun sighed, parted his thin lips slightly, and said a few words lightly: "Okay, I agree. But I want to go to An's house to meet An's daughter in person."

Fu's mother: "You can go, but this matter is settled, there is no turning around."

Fu Shaoxun's thin lips were drawn into a line, and he didn't make a sound or nod, which was regarded as his agreement.

After Fu Mingjie was fine, Fu Shaoxun left the hospital and went to settle down.

When going out, within the range of eyes, a familiar figure passed by.

Fu Shaoxun frowned, and followed that figure with big strides, but he didn't see that figure again.

An Xinran came out of An's house and went to the hospital to see her mother. Her mother was still in a coma. I don't know how long this kind of life will last.

She hugged her shoulders, her thin figure walked slowly on the road, turned a corner, got on the bus, and passed Fu Shaoxun.

An Xinran returned to school.

As soon as An Xinran's figure entered the university campus, she felt that something was wrong. Many people were looking at her with strange eyes.