Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

"And you and A Yang's wife can only become a thing of the past!" Mu Yiyi lightly brushed his hair, with clear complacency and sarcasm flickering between his brows.

There was a trace of coldness in the corner of Ye Yueguan's mouth, she walked over, grabbed Mu Yiyi's weight heavily, and said calmly between the lines: "Mu Yiyi, Fu Qing'an is dead, what do you use to fight a dead man? "

Just like her, she tried her best with all her heart and lungs, and couldn't even lick Fu Yang's attention.

She took a look at Mu Yiyi and saw the second Ye Yueguan, and when she took a second look at Mu Yiyi, she immediately felt how sad her future was.

Mu Yiyi looked at Ye Yueguan coldly, and sneered: "You are jealous of me, let me tell you, I will definitely go to Ah Yang's side and become his only and most important woman!"

Fu Yang is a god-like existence with ups and downs in his career, but in the end he is domineering, cold and deep in the hearts of everyone.

Girls love such a man.

Ye Yue shook off Mu Yiyi, she lowered her eyes: "Then I wish you good luck."

She turned and left after speaking.

hospital.

Fu Qing'an continued to rest in the hospital for a day or two before being discharged.

She didn't see Fu Yang's until she got home.

She opened the window to let in the air, and when she lowered her head, she saw Fu Yang standing in the back garden of Fu's house.

In the man's hand was a handful of dry lavender, and the tiny stems mixed with the bright sunlight touched the carved wrench between the man's fingers bit by bit.

His gaze fell on Fu Qing'an without a trace, his noble and beautiful eyebrows flickered a little coldly.

Fu Yang helped her block the falling wood, was he injured?Is he feeling better?When she was lying in the hospital, what happened to the Fu Group?
These questions flooded into Fu Qing'an's mind. She looked at the man and gently lifted her lips, but her throat was dry and hoarse, and she didn't even know how to speak a word.

She waved slightly at Fu Yang, and the indifference on her face receded a bit.

The man's eyes darkened slightly, and he glanced at Fu Qing'an coldly, as if he hadn't seen her, then turned around.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Qing'an saw a woman with exquisite eyebrows walking towards Fu Yang with a smile, and gently took Fu Yang's hand.

She had read the news, and she knew that this woman was Mu Yiyi, Fu Yang's future fiancée.

Her heart was suffocated, and then she closed the window with a "bang", and then closed the curtains layer by layer.

Outside the palace came in holding the cherries and turned on the light: "Little aunt, the room is so dark, why don't you open the window?"

Fu Qing'an thought of the scene where Mu Yiyi was holding Fu Yang's hand, her heart was torn apart, and every inch of her was so painful that it was torn to the bone.

She forced a smile: "I want to sleep."

She climbed into bed and curled up under the covers.

Gong Wai put the cherries on the bedside, and he gently patted Fu Qing'an's head: "Little aunt, have a good sleep."

He was about to go out, but suddenly Fu Qing'an grabbed his wrist firmly: "Outside the palace, I have something on my mind, I really don't understand."

"Little aunt, what's the matter?"

Fu Qing'an grinned and smiled sadly: "Why did he do something to love me when he obviously doesn't love me?"

For example, he didn't hesitate to rush into the fire to save her.

For example, he didn't hesitate to help her block the log.

Fu Qing'an shed two lines of tears: "Outside the palace, I clearly feel that he loves me, but why does he do something that doesn't love me?"