Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

Wang Qian was taken aback, and Fu Qing'an said again: "Just tell Fu Yang that my chest tightness is caused by staying in the hospital and the villa for too long, and it will damage my body. You ask Fu Yang to let me out."

After listening to her words, Wang Qian's eyes sank slightly, and there was a little light in her eyes. She gently held Fu Qing'an's hand: "Miss Qing'an, don't worry, I will definitely follow your orders. .”

Fu Qing'an instantly breathed a sigh of relief. After sending Wang Qian away, she lay down on the table, sullen.

Aunt Fu came in and looked at her with concern: "Miss, what did Doctor Wang say?"

The woman raised her head, and she suddenly wrapped her arms around Aunt Fu's waist, and plunged into her arms, tenderly: "Aunt Fu, I'm fine, I'm fine."

Her words choked up, tears suddenly fell down, her brows were pitiful, like a withered crabapple, a bit bleak, a bit sad.

Aunt Fu patted Fu Qing'an on the back lightly, her voice was filled with warmth and concern like an old mother: "Why are you crying, miss?"

Fu Qing'an pursed her lips, and her tone was aggrieved: "I hate it! Fu Yangsheng was angry with me, and I've been away for a long time. Now it's dark, why hasn't he come back?"

The little girl's coquettishness swayed in her voice, and Aunt Fu gave a "puchi" smile: "Silly boy, Mr. Fu will be back later, you are his sweetheart! Don't cry!"

Only then did the woman wipe away her tears, crying and laughing: "Aunt Fu, you will make me happy! I hate you so much!"

The sky has slowly darkened, and it is night.

Fu Yang slept in the car for several hours, with the windows half open, and the night fog was thin and cool, covering his body inch by inch, and he woke up from the cold.

He pinched the center of his eyebrows lightly, and suddenly Wang Qian's call came in.

He never allowed the people below to contact him directly, but since he sent Wang Qian to see Fu Qing'an, he would answer Wang Qian's call.

After answering the phone, his voice was a bit cold: "How is Qing'an?"

Wang Qian smiled softly: "Boss Fu, Miss Qing'an's health is fine, but she has been in the hospital and Fu's family for a long time, and it is inevitable that her chest will feel tight. If she is not allowed to go out for a walk, I am afraid it will hurt her." physically disadvantaged."

There was a touch of coldness in Fu Yanggui's beautiful eyes, and his tone was light: "Yes."

Then he hung up the phone coldly.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Qian touched the cold phone, and the man hung up the phone ruthlessly, and a trace of coldness and desolation hit her heart heavily through the screen.

She clenched her fists tightly and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Fu, that woman betrayed you, but you can forgive her. Do you love her that much?"

She sighed softly, put down her phone, and buried herself in the experiment.

Fu's garden, in a Rolls-Royce car at night.

Fu Yang's cold fingers touched the tie that was slightly rolled into his chest inch by inch, his face darkened.

Let Fu Qing'an go out?He didn't want Fu Qing'an to go out, after all, toys should look like toys, right?
Toys are imprisoned, so they should listen to their masters. Once a toy is free, it loses its meaning as a toy.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, got out of the car, and went in.

In the room, Fu Qing'an simply took a few mouthfuls of food, and then went to take a shower. After taking a shower, she went directly into the bed.

Her eyes were somewhat sad, she kept staring at the ceiling, and kept counting sheep: "99th, [-]th..."