Erosion bone warm marriage: paranoid president extreme favor

Lin Luo randomly found a seat by the window, waited there, and watched Fu Zekai running around, suddenly felt very happy.

Fu Zekai knew Lin Yu very well, and the dishes he ordered for her were all her favorites, and most of the dishes he ordered were delicious in the cafeteria of Binjiang University, so Fu Zekai ordered a lot of dishes in one go, and Lin Yu Luo's eyes are blurred.

"Fu Zekai, did you move the whole canteen here?"

Lin Ruo was dumbfounded, she and Yang Tao didn't have such a luxury in the four years of school.

Fu Zekai looked at Lin Ruo dotingly, "It's okay, I just think the food in your school cafeteria suits your taste, so I bought all the ones you like."

Seeing Fu Zekai's plausible appearance, Lin Luo just thought it was very funny, "How can you be like this, the auntie in the cafeteria still has to do business with other students."

Fu Zekai picked up the fishbone for Lin Yu, without raising his head, he said, "It's okay, I gave them double the price."

Lin Ruo supported her forehead, and suddenly felt that she didn't know what to say, so she obediently took the fish that Fu Zekai gave her.

The Presidential Suite 2016 of Haotai Hotel is the place where Fu Yuan often goes. This hotel is close to the riverside. At night, the neon lights put a layer of dreamy tulle on the misty river, which is charming and beautiful.

Fu Yuan likes to stand on a high place and look at the scenery below. At the moment, he is holding a glass of red wine, watching the beauty in front of him striptease for him with interest.

"Come on, Young Master Fu, let's go together, how interesting it is."

With an evil smile on Fu Yuan's face, he took out his wallet, took out the hundred-yuan bills inside, and sprinkled a handful of bright red bills on the delicate woman in front of him.

Bright banknotes slid across the white ketone body, very attractive.

Fu Yuan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, narrowed his eyes, picked up the woman in front of him and threw him on the bed.

"The trouble you provoked yourself, you will solve it for me."

The beautiful scenery in the room, the sluggishness with the meaning of lust, makes people deeply intoxicated.

But at this moment, Han Mengjia is still waiting in the hotel that Fu Yuan told her before. She heard that today is Fu Yuan's birthday. A delicious cake.

But how could Fu Yuan, who was indulging in the beauty's arms, think that he would meet Han Mengjia not long after.

Time passed little by little, Han Mengjia looked out the window at the darkening night, like a heavy mountain pressing on her heart, feeling stuffy, not knowing why, a little sad.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Miss Han? I'm your father's presiding doctor. There has been a new change in your father's condition. Would you like to come over and have a look?"

After Han Mengjia heard the voice on the phone, she quickly sat up on the bed, thinking with some fear, is there something wrong with her father again?
"My father... what happened to him?" Han Mengjia asked incoherently.

"Don't worry, Ms. Han. It's just that your father's condition has improved a little. He may need to prepare for the next operation. I want to ask the family members for their opinions."

"Well, doctor, I'll go to the hospital first, can we have an interview?"

Han Mengjia hurriedly packed her bag, and asked quickly, after all, she also knew that the doctors in the tertiary hospital where her father worked were very busy every day, so she was very grateful to be able to take the time to call her, how could she not hurry up and have an interview Woolen cloth.

In a hurry, I even touched the beautiful cake on the table, and the cake fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Han Mengjia bit her lip, she had no choice but to think that her father's condition was more important, and then she would explain to Young Master Fu about her missed appointment.

Fu Yuan looked at the seductive woman under the bed screaming very vigorously, and suddenly felt a little bored.

If it was with Han Mengjia, she definitely wouldn't be so happy. She probably would have kept her mouth shut and her eyes closed, no matter how painful it was, she wouldn't respond.

Although it is the same as a green piece of wood, Fu Yuan is very greedy for that immature appearance.

Han Mengjia, Han Mengjia, Han Mengjia...

Fu Yuan's mind was suddenly filled with the woman's name, all of them were her.

Fu Yuan stopped his movements a little annoyed, and lowered his head in annoyance.

"What's the matter, Young Master Fu?"

The beauty looked at Fu Yuan shyly, and asked in a voice, her eyes were so tender that they could drip water.

Fu Yuan pulled her hands off very annoyed, "Get out, take the money on the table and get out, I don't want to see you again!"

The beauty also knew of Fu Yuan's fickle temper. As a veteran, she naturally didn't dare to say anything more.

She glanced at the money on the table, it was so little... But when she put her eyes on Fu Yuan's face, the gloomy face made her dare not say anything.

The beauty got out of bed, took the money on the table and her own clothes and quickly slipped away.

Fu Yuan pulled the quilt over himself irritably, and glanced at the table.

"Oh, all women look like ghosts..."

He picked up his mobile phone, and when his slender fingers slid to Han Mengjia's name, his brows and eyes narrowed.

"Is she still waiting?"

Fu Yuan curled his lips. He was just upset for a while, so he called her at random and asked her to go to the hotel he used to frequent.

"Forget it, let's go and have a look."

Fu Yuan grabbed the clothes that were messily placed aside and put them on. While putting on the clothes, he thought about how to comfort the thin woman later.

Han Mengjia rushed to the hospital very anxiously, and soon found his father's presiding doctor, wanting to know more about his father's situation.

Unexpectedly, the doctor was suddenly held back by several patients. If Han Mengjia had the temper before, he might just dump the money and ask the presiding doctor to deal with her problems first.

But now...

But now Han Mengjia has been worn away by life so-called pride and self-confidence.

She stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at her father who was lying on it. She used to look at her with a smile on such familiar eyes. No matter how many wrong things she did, her father would forgive her.

Fu Yuan rushed to the hotel very quickly, and when he pushed open the door of the hotel full of joy.But found no one inside.

Fu Yuan's face sank, his pretty eyebrows frowned, and he walked inside angrily.

"Oh, thanks to the fact that I've been thinking about you, you didn't come at all."

Fu Yuan laughed at himself and threw the blue roses he just bought for Han Mengjia on the ground.

But when he saw the birthday cake left on the ground, his expression suddenly seemed to be covered with fog.

He stretched out his hand, and didn't dislike being dirty, so he took a bit of the cake on the ground and put it in his mouth.

It tastes like very cheap cream, so sweet that it makes people feel a little greasy, but at the moment Fu Yuan thinks it is so delicious.

"Who threw you to the ground?" Fu Yuan looked at the cake and asked softly.

"It's delicious, but it's hard for her to remember. I thought no one would remember my birthday."

Fu Yuan looked at the cake and talked to himself, as if that piece of cake was also a good listener.

Thinking back like this, Fu Yuan has never eaten cake since he was seven years old.

Perhaps it is accurate to say that he has not had a birthday since the age of seven.

Father doesn't remember, mother is dead, and no one in this world can like him or care about him.

Fu Yuan will always remember his father watching him hold his mother's urn angrily, and said harshly.

"Men from the Fu family are never worthy of crying for women."

Heh, his father is not willing to shed tears for this poor wife, his father already has a new love.

Fu Yuan held the piece of cake and chewed it slowly, while eating, tears suddenly flowed down. It was obviously a sweet and disgusting cake, why did he feel a bit bitter when he ate it at this time.

Han Mengjia finally waited until the presiding doctor was free. She rubbed her swollen head and walked over.

"Doctor, I want to ask my father..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly fainted. The presiding doctor Chu Bai was also a young man. Seeing this weak woman fainted, he quickly picked her up and put her in his lounge to give her check.

Unexpectedly, just as Chu Bai took out the stethoscope and wanted to approach her chest, a man's fierce voice came.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Bai raised his head with a mask on his face, only to see a man in a suit lead him up with a vicious look on his face.

"What did you do to her?" Fu Yuan asked angrily. After he learned that Han Mengjia had left the hotel and rushed to her father's hospital, he rushed over quickly.

Who knew that just after Fu Yuan arrived at the hospital, he saw the doctor "sneaking" into a waiting room with Han Mengjia in a bright yellow dress in his arms.

"First... sir... you put me down first, I am... a doctor..."

Chu Bai struggled desperately to explain, waving his hands non-stop.

Chu Bai thought very sadly in his heart, "If I knew it earlier, I should have listened to my mother's advice, eat more, exercise more, and grow stronger."

Fu Yuan let go of his hand angrily, squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Bai, "What's wrong with her, what are you going to do to her?"

Chu Bai cleared his throat, regained his seriousness, and looked at Fu Yuan seriously.

"Sir, I haven't checked it yet, but I think Ms. Han may be a little too tired recently. It may be a temporary shock caused by malnutrition. Just add some glucose."

Fu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why, but he was flustered when he saw Han Mengjia who was unconscious just now.

Looking at the pale Han Mengjia who was lying on the hospital bed for transfusion, Fu Yuan felt very uncomfortable.

"I obviously gave you a lot of money, how can you live in such a weak life?"

But Han Mengjia couldn't hear him asking and answering like this, and there was no Fu Yuan who could answer in this empty ward.

"Doctor, can I ask what happened to Han Mengjia's father?"

Fu Yuan asked the doctor in a white coat who was examining Father Han in another ward.