Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

After hearing her words, Ye Yue closed his mouth coldly and cut his wrists to commit suicide?Where did this trouble come from?She wants to go and see the excitement!
Then she took the elevator to the operating room on the ninth floor. When she got there, she saw Fu Yang sitting on a long chair outside the operating room, with a deep complexion and rosy eyes, and Chen An standing aside, looking anxious.

She frowned slightly, walked over, gently took Fu Yang's hand, and said in a coquettish voice, "A Yang, what kind of trick is Fu Qing'an playing again? Humph! It's just cutting off his wrist!"

Fu Yang shook off her hand, strangled her neck coldly, wrapped her eyes like a poisonous snake, and said coldly: "She is my wife, Miss Ye, you'd better be careful what you say. "

Ye Yueguan's complexion was slightly pale: "Ah Yang, didn't the wedding go ahead? I..."

Chen An smiled politely: "But Mr. Fu and Ms. Qing'an have obtained the certificate."

Ye Yueguan's body froze, and her eyes turned red: "But, Ah Yang, I already have your child in my stomach. You were drunk that night, we...do you want me to kill this child?"

A gleam of light flashed across the man's clear eyes, and he curled his lips coldly: "If you want to kill the child, you can kill it, and if you want to give birth, you can give birth to it, but if you dare to trouble Fu Qing'an, then you can wait for me." Go!"

He coldly shook off Ye Yueguan and stretched out his hand. Chen An instantly took out a wet tissue and wiped Fu Yang's hand meticulously.

Ye Yueguan's face was pale, he clenched his fists tightly, and his shoulders trembled: "A Yang, do you dislike me so much now? Have you forgotten? I have been with you for four years in your most difficult time! Four years! Now You sympathize with Fu Qingan, you are going to throw me away?"

The man's eyes were deep, and his tone was slightly cold: "Ye Yueguan, if you want to save some face, then leave wisely."

His words were tactful, and he tried his best to save Ye Yue's face. The woman's lips turned pale, and her eyes were moist: "Okay, then I'll go first."

She gets up and leaves.

Chen An looked at Fu Yang, his eyes flickering: "Boss Fu, is Miss Ye really pregnant with your child?"

Fu Yang curled his lips coldly, his eyes were deep and deep, and his words were cold: "What do you think?"

Chen An's face froze, and suddenly the door of the operating room opened, and Dr. Wang came out.

"Doctor, is Miss Qing'an out of danger?" Chen An hurried up to meet her.

"She has a rare blood type. Fortunately, our blood bank has stored blood, otherwise it would be troublesome. She is out of danger, but she needs to be observed in the intensive care unit for a period of time..."

Chen An hurriedly expressed his thanks, and Dr. Wang turned around and left.

As the sky gradually darkened, the lights in the corridor fell on Fu Yang's body inch by inch, and his stalwart shadow was projected on the ground lonely.

As soon as Chen An turned around, the bright orange leather shoes stepped on Fu Yang's shadow, stepping on bits and pieces of sadness and coolness.

"Boss Fu, since Miss Qing'an is out of danger..." Chen An bit the bullet and said.

Before he finished speaking, suddenly Fu Yang's gaze fell on him coldly, and he quickly shut up wisely.

The sound of leather shoes stomping on the ground was distinct, as clear as breaking ice, and the sound entered his ears. Fu Yang turned his head to look, and saw that it was Wang Wang who had come.

The man went to attend the ribbon-cutting meeting, with a dazzling red flower hanging on his chest. He gently played with the red jade wrench between his fingers, and looked at Fu Yang with a smile: "Look, a woman like Fu Qing'an, apart from worshiping money and betraying, You can still make such a fuss, Mr. Fu, although the wedding didn't take place, but after all you got a certificate with her, don't you think about divorce?"