Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

The man's voice was a little cold.

Xu Qingcheng analyzed with him calmly, "This news won't do me any good. I have already told my mother that we are not suitable and we broke up. I won't go back on what I said and provoke her.

Moreover, I have the idea of ​​marrying someone else, isn't this kind of news blocking my way?I'm not going to shoot myself in the foot with a rock. "

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before saying, "Oh? I misunderstood that? Thought you wanted to be with me?"

"No. Absolutely not." Xu Qingcheng denied.

"But now, people in my family think so." Fu Jingting stubbed out the cigarette in his hand. He was still wearing last night's clothes, and he didn't know what happened all night.

"I'm looking for you because I want to tell you that I won't admit it here, it's just a normal meeting. Fu's side suppresses it, and no one will remember this when the news gets hotter." Xu Qingcheng told him clearly the best treatment plan.

Fu Jingting suddenly asked, "Where are you now?"

"On the way to the hospital." Xu Qingcheng regained his composure after a moment of panic, "My mother won't say anything. However, I hope that you won't be wary of me and Shengshi because of this incident."

The first thing Xu Qingcheng has to get rid of is the Fu family's prejudice against her. Don't misunderstand that this is what she did, and don't think that she has evil intentions to make things difficult for Shengshi.

As for the rest, she will figure out a way.

"I need to meet and talk with you." Fu Jingting proposed, after all, both parties need to reach a consensus.

"Yes." Xu Qingcheng replied, "You decide the place."

"Call you later."

After Fu Jingting finished speaking, the phone hung up.

Xu Qingcheng pressed his fingers on his temples, and there were chugs and chugs.

Song Chang looked at her, "Are you done?"

"We want to talk." It's hard to say whether we can talk or not, but as long as he is willing to talk, there is a way.

Who made this, and for what purpose?
Xu Qingcheng's head hurts.

Song Chang drove into the underground parking space of the hospital, and she took out the cosmetics in the bag and handed them to Xu Qingcheng, "Clean up first, you look so bad now, don't scare auntie."

Xu Qingcheng brought it over, and she put on makeup and blush on herself to make her face look more natural.

It was 05:30 when I arrived at the ward, and there were already patients in the ward who got up and strolled in the corridor.

Zhao Lan also woke up, and was a little surprised to see her and Song Chang coming over, "Why are you here at this time?"

"Song Chang stayed with me last night. I told her to come to the hospital to see her, but she insisted on coming." Xu Qingcheng said casually.

There were no media people in the hospital, perhaps because it was still early enough.

While talking, Xu Qingcheng's cell phone rang, and when she saw it was Fu Jingting, she hurried out to answer the call.

"I'm at the hospital."

"what?"

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, before he realized it, he said, "Then, wait for me for a while, 15 minutes, no, 10 minutes."

Hearing her anxious voice, Fu Jingting slowed down, "No rush." ​​I went up the same way.

Xu Qingcheng hung up the phone, and she entered the ward.

She sent two nurses out, and then pulled Zhao Lan to sit down.

After pondering how to speak, I said to Zhao Lan, "Mom, there are some public opinions on the Internet now, and I still don't know what's going on. I'm afraid you saw the misunderstanding from other places, so I'll come here to talk to you first." Say."

"When I met Fu Jingting for dinner, someone took a picture of me. I can't say what their purpose is. If the media finds you here, you don't have to say anything, just..."

The door of the ward was knocked several times suddenly, Xu Qingcheng looked back and was stunned, why did he come up?
Fu Jingting walked in, still holding the breakfast bag in his hand, greeted Zhao Lan politely, and called Auntie, "I bought some fried rice on the way, so I didn't even eat breakfast."

He said and handed the breakfast bag to Xu Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned, but it was Zhao Lan who gave her a push before she took it, "Thank you."

"There is porridge in it, you have a bad stomach, drink the porridge." He ordered casually.

Xu Qingcheng's hands trembled, she looked up at him, then lowered her head again, and just said "oh".

The scalp was tense, Xu Qingcheng instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Song Chang, "..." This scene is very strange.

She went directly to look through the lunch bag, and clicked twice, "Young Master Fu is thoughtful, and you know to bring breakfast when you come here."

Xu Qingcheng kicked Song Chang calmly and gave her a wink, my mother is here, don't say a word.

Song Chang just shut up.

Zhao Lan looked at him, this child was excellent in both appearance and behavior, although Qingcheng had often said in front of her why the two of them had incompatible personalities, but Zhao Lan probably knew it well, probably because her family didn't agree.Even if she said something in advance.

After going through the time with the Ye family, Zhao Lan didn't dare to force her, for fear of hurting Qingcheng again.But being a mother is unavoidable.

Emotions are fine if you control them well, but if you don’t control them well, you become a disease, and you can’t sustain that kind of discomfort without drugs.

It was only after a few times that Zhao Lan asked herself why she did such a thing when she was sober, and regretted her mad state, which made her truly realize that there was something wrong with her mental state.

During this period of time, she has been insisting that the treatment is no longer repulsive, and it has been effective, but she can feel that Qingcheng is cautious about her, and she is afraid of irritating her in anything.

Fu Jingting didn't feel any discomfort, and asked how Zhao Lan was doing.
The two chatted casually.

To Zhao Lan, he was respectful and polite, and gave Zhao Lan some reassurance, "It's easy to handle, don't worry, Auntie."

Xu Qingcheng went over, "Mom, we still have something to talk about."

She tugged at him and gave him winks.

come out.

Fu Jingting followed her out.

When going out, the man took a step behind, put one palm on her shoulder and pushed her out, and led her through the door of the ward with the other.

He is tall, this posture is like holding a woman half into his arms, that kind of intimacy is clearly revealed in every move, every word and every action.

Zhao Lan looked at it and frowned slightly.

The gesture between two people...

Fu Jingting followed her to a quiet place in the corridor. She took a deep breath and frowned, "Why are you here?"

"You said here, so let's go here, why look for another place." He said casually, pressing his palms on his neck and moving around, as if he was very tired.

"I told you on the phone, what do you mean?"

Fu Jingting looked at her, "I don't believe you when you say it's not you."

"Believe it or not, just see the result. I'm not clinging to you..." The man pulled her suddenly, and she was stuck in his arms.

Xu Qingcheng was about to get annoyed when he saw a person passing by behind him, and swallowed back the words.

She was about to back up, but he grabbed her arm and refused to back up, "How can it be considered sticking? Is that so?"

Xu Qingcheng pulled out her hand forcefully, pushing her body out.

He suddenly let go, Xu Qingcheng couldn't hold back, and leaned back.

Before she could take a breath from her tense breath, he grabbed her waist again and pulled her into his arms forcefully, and her whole body was also tightly hugged by him.

"Or does this count as clinging? Where is Miss Xu's speed?"

He teased her like he was teasing a kitten or puppy.

Xu Qingcheng was a little annoyed.

But his words are in a calm tone, and if you taste them carefully, you can figure out different intentions.

"You say you won't pester me, but you give me a sense of presence all the time?" He looked down at her, his eyes were deep and dark.