ex-husband please go away

Standing at the door and waiting for a long time, there was no sound. Shu Xin was even more anxious than Yu Bingqing. She was worthy of being a writer. In minutes, she had figured out that Qiu Lianyu fell down in the room, fainted, and almost Died, there are countless plots in which no one can save him and just die like this.

Seeing her jumping anxiously at the door, Yu Bingqing really regretted it, she might as well have said at the beginning that she and Qiu Lianyu lived together, even if an artist and an agent live together, there seems to be nothing wrong.

But the three have known each other since they were very young, and they haven't contacted Shu Xin for such a long time. When she suddenly finds out that the two of them live together, what kind of misunderstanding they will be? Yu Bingqing already knows without even thinking about it.

She cherishes friendship very much.

She is unwilling to do even the slightest crack or something that makes her friend unhappy.

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Just when Yu Bingqing couldn't take it anymore and was about to take out the key to open the door, while her mind was still running fast, trying to find some excuse, the closed door in front of her was suddenly opened!
"Why are you so good at finding time? I'm in the bathroom, why are you ringing the doorbell?"

Qiu Lianyu was wearing a casual sweater and jeans. Apart from his pale face, it seemed that the bandage on his head was more conspicuous.

For the others, it is completely impossible to see where there is an injury.

"Shu Xin said she was worried about you, so let's take a look."

Yu Bingqing didn't know whether he had received her text message. You know, as an artist, she usually has a lot of things, and she didn't think about how to tidy them up when she lived together. She just threw them wherever she wanted. , in this situation, Shu Xin sees, how to explain.

"Yeah? What are you doing hiding? I didn't even notice you!"

Then the door was blocked, and after hearing Yu Bingqing's words, Qiu Lianyu gave a clear wink, and then opened the door in the direction of Shu Xin, letting them all in.

In fact, as early as three years ago, they lived here together. A three-story villa is more than enough for two people to live.

At the beginning, Yu Bingqing, before marrying Fu Liangchuan, lived at her grandma's house all the time. Later, she had an accident and was homeless after leaving the hospital. Apart from Qiu Lianyu, she really didn't know where she could go.

Since then, they have long been used to the life of two people. They rented a small apartment with two floors abroad, and they lived together.

Friends for many years, I didn't feel any embarrassment.

Of course, this kind of relationship between two people can only be known by two people. Once the third one is added, the style of painting will immediately become strange.

"Tea or juice? Coffee is also available."

Let the two people into the villa, take them to sit on the edge of the sofa, Qiu Lianyu asked.

"You should take a good rest, aren't you still hurt? Bingqing and I are not outsiders, so we can do it ourselves."

Shu Xin didn't speak all the time, but focused on looking around, and when she heard Qiu Lianyu's question, she glanced at him and spoke earnestly.

"How can that work, after all, you are guests."

Qiu Lianyu is not the kind of person who can allow himself to be a gentleman, so he is naturally restless.

"It's okay, let's do it ourselves, or if you do it, we feel even more uncomfortable."

Yu Bingqing, who was more aware of Qiu Lianyu's injury than Shu Xin, was anxious in her heart, but when she said this, she just went down the steps and continued talking directly.

The two women stood up and prepared to help themselves to the drink problem.

Before Shu Xin could ask, Yu Bingqing had already gone towards the kitchen almost subconsciously. Seeing her skillful footsteps and posture, Shu Xin standing behind her frowned a little.

"Bingqing, that... the coffee is in the third cupboard above, the one you brought me last time you came!"

Compared with Yu Bingqing, who was only too late to realize, Qiu Lianyu's insight ability is considered good. Of course, he noticed the exposed flaws, so he opened his mouth to catch the traces and cover them up.

Fu Liangchuan was called away at the funeral, and before he even had time to say hello to Yu Bingqing, he rushed all the way to the hospital where he called. Fu Lianqing, who was playing with her friends at school, suddenly fainted in class and was sent to the hospital hospital.

Looking at the small body lying on the bed, Fu Liangchuan sat on the edge of the bed, feeling very distressed.

Although this child always makes troubles or does things willfully, most of the time he is actually quite sensible.

Seeing a sensible child suddenly become so quiet, who would not be sad?
"Are you Fu Lianqing's guardian?"

Sitting in the ward, suddenly a person in a white coat came over and asked solemnly.

"Yes, he is my son."

The doctor frowned tightly, obviously showing some dissatisfaction, showing no face at all, and completely blaming him directly.

"How did you become a father, the child has already caught a cold like this, you don't know at all?"

Hearing this sudden accusation, Fu Liangchuan really had no choice but to put on an innocent face.

In the past few days, I have been focusing on Yu Bingqing. Because I don't have the mind to take care of the child, I always let him stay at home, thinking that there will be a nanny to help take care of him anyway, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Think about how I really did not do well enough. When I leave every morning, the child has not woken up, and when I come back at night, the child has already fallen asleep. There is no chance to have a good contact with him, so how could I know these things.

A strong sense of self-blame welled up in his heart. Fu Liangchuan's rare good temper could not be uttered a word better than a doctor's training.

"dad……"

Fu Liangchuan was keeping his head down and not speaking. Hearing the doctor's reprimand, he suddenly heard a weak voice from the direction of the hospital bed. He hurried over and looked at the child's pale face, feeling even more distressed.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm sorry, why don't you tell me if you're not feeling well! If you don't tell others, tell me!"

Seeing him like this, Fu Liangchuan wanted to slap himself in the face.

Why is it always like this, every time I have to wait until after the event to reflect how stupid and dull I am?

What should he do if something serious happens to the child because of a cold?

"I want my mother. I'm afraid you won't let me see my mother if I'm sick."

Fu Lianqing looked pitiful, and there seemed to be tears of grievance in her watery eyes, which instantly hurt her father's heart, she turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

"I'll let your mother come now, be good, lie here and don't move, okay?"

As soon as he heard about the child's request, Fu Liangchuan, who was already guilty, of course fulfilled it without hesitation. He just stood up, but the child grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

"dad……"

Turning her head to look at him again, she seemed a bit indescribable, biting her lip, staring at herself carefully.

"what happened?"

Hurriedly returning to the bed, Fu Liangchuan didn't realize that he was kneeling on the side of the hospital bed, and his suit worth tens of millions was ruined like this, but he didn't feel it at all.

"I don't want to see mom right now!"

The child pouted and frowned tightly, as if a little unwilling, but he still spoke firmly.

"Why? Don't you want to see your mother?"

Over the years, it is not that she has tried to deceive Fu Lianqing, but until now, the child is still only willing to believe that Yu Bingqing is his biological mother, and rejects everyone else in the same way.

This is probably what the so-called science can't explain, telepathy, right?

Sometimes, family affection is really the most unexplainable emotion in this world, and it can always bring people into a strange environment very quickly.

"I have a cold and it will be transmitted to my mother. My father said it before. My mother is still sick. I can't see my mother now. If my mother is sick, I will also feel heartbroken!"

Although Fu Lianqing is a child, she is much more mature than other children.

I don't know if it's because Fu Liangchuan's precocity was inherited, or because he has always lived alone since he was a child. Anyway, his thoughts are always more complicated than other children.

"..."

Looking at the child who was too sensible, Fu Liangchuan really had nothing to say now.

At that time, on the one hand, it was because Yu Bingqing's condition was unstable, and on the other hand, he didn't want to put more pressure on her, so he casually said a word to the child, but he didn't expect it to really become a knot in the child's heart.

Fu Liangchuan felt that his eyes were a little sour. A big man was almost moved to tears by a child's simple and simple thoughts.

"Father, okay? We'll go see mom when I'm well!"

Seeing that her father didn't answer, Fu Lianqing still had a worried expression on her face, and she held on to Fu Liangchuan's hand tightly, insisting on getting an affirmative answer.

"Understood, then I won't tell her now, when you are well, let's go see her together."

Apart from a gentle affirmative answer, Fu Liangchuan really couldn't think of anything else to say.

Standing up, he walked out of the ward directly under the pretext that he needed to prescribe medicine. He sat on a bench not far from the ward, holding his mobile phone, hesitating for a long time, but he didn't make a call.

He didn't know whether he should listen to the child, or he should follow the child's mind and call Yu Bingqing.

As a single father, such difficult choices almost always appear in his life.

I was worrying about these insignificant things, and suddenly the phone screen lit up, followed by the familiar ringtone and vibration of the phone.

"Hey?"

Because I happened to be holding the phone, I answered very quickly.

"Are you waiting for my call? You answered it so quickly?"

There was a charming woman's voice on the other end of the phone. She was Song Wanwan, the deputy general manager of Fu Liangchuan's company, and one of the artist directors. She was very famous among the people below, and she was nicknamed "Black-haired Witch".

It is said that the artists who have been trained by her are basically mentally ill, because in terms of harming others, she is definitely not too much, only more.

There used to be a very shocking legend. It was said that during the company's internal month-end assessment, a little girl did not perform well because of illness. After being humiliated by her in public, she jumped off the building and died.

Of course, this is just a legend. It is impossible to verify whether it is true or not. Anyway, I only know that the family members did not pursue it.

"What's the matter with you!"

Fu Liangchuan frowned, he didn't have the time to chat with others now.

"What's wrong? It feels like you're not in a good mood?"

Song Wanwan has also worked with Fu Liangchuan for many years. After all, she has studied management in the United States, so she can handle people's emotions quite well.

"What did you say about you?"

This was already the best attitude for Fu Liangchuan, who was already a little irritable. Gritting his teeth, he finally asked patiently.

"As for the script you invested in, it is said that something went wrong. Now everyone is discussing whether to continue filming. I just invited you to dinner, so we can chat about the situation."