Difficult ex-wife

After returning to Ye's house.

Ye Fu sat at the desk, and the pages of the book were always on the same page.

From time to time, what happened in the swimming pool last night came to mind. She couldn't help clamping her legs, and when her skinned legs touched, she felt a burst of pain. The embarrassing way lasted for a long time...

She took the small mirror at her hand and looked into the collar. The large marks were not inferior to those left in the bathroom of the old house. She could feel the hot kiss at this moment, with a hint of warmth. The slight numbness brought her trembling sensations.

As Julie said, if she hadn't refused last night, she and Fu Nancen should have become a real couple.

When she moved her gaze to the calendar, a red circle was circled on the school start time, and it was only half a month away, which also meant that Tang Fei was going back to China.

She couldn't help but let out a long sigh, shook her head, and stopped thinking about these disturbing things.

It was getting dark outside, and she was going out to help her mother cook dinner.

Just got up, the phone rang.

She took it and saw that it was Song Qiao's call.

She answered the phone.

"Miss Ye, are you free now? Can you come to Zhiyixuan?" Song Qiao asked anxiously.

"Song Special Assistant, is something wrong?"

"I couldn't get in touch with Mr. Fu all day long, so I asked the guard and said that Mr. Fu had never left Zhiyixuan, but I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to answer the door."

Ye Fu was stunned for a moment. Before she left, she put the medicine on the bedside table. Maybe Fu Nancen took the medicine. The medicine has sleeping ingredients, so she should have fallen asleep.

"Song Special Assistant, I'll give you the password, you go in and have a look."

"Okay, I'll call you later." Song Qiao opened the door with the code and hung up the phone.

Ye Fu sat back on the chair and waited for a while before Song Qiao called.

"Miss Ye, Mr. Fu has a high fever, you should come here quickly."

"Have a high fever?" Ye Fu sat up in shock, she hurriedly said, "Call Dr. Chen now and ask him to go over and show Brother Fu."

"Okay, you can come over too."

"I... I won't go there, I still have to hang up beforehand." Without waiting for Song Qiao to persuade her again, Ye Fu hung up the phone.

Her feelings for Fu Nancen are very complicated now, and reason tells her that since she has moved away from Zhiyixuan, she should stop contacting him, but when she thinks of the scene of him drowning last night... she is very worried.

In the end, I chose to ignore it. Anyway, with Song Qiao around, nothing will happen.

After making a decision, she got up and left the room.

When I arrived at the living room, I found a note on the dining table. It was left by my mother, saying that she had gone to find Tong Tong, and she might have to come back later at night, so she could have a good meal by herself.

She heated up the dishes for noon and ate dinner.

It's just that I always feel that there is something wrong with it.

While washing the dishes, the phone rang again.

Ye Fu didn't even have time to wipe her hands, and was about to run to get her phone, but her leg was worn down again, and she groaned in pain.

Reluctantly went to answer the phone.

"Miss Ye, why don't you come over here, Mr. Fu can't eat the food brought from outside, I don't know how to cook." Song Qiao asked for help.

"Did Dr. Chen show Brother Fu?"

"Well, look, it's hanging water now."

"Then call the chef from the old house." Ye Fu thought about it, but still refused.

"Mr. Fu said that the people in the old house should not be disturbed, and the old man will be worried." Song Qiao was deeply afraid that she would refuse again, so he hurriedly continued: "Now everyone knows that you are the young lady, so you can't ignore Mr. Fu. "

"Is grandpa back?"

"Not yet, it's rare for the chef to have a holiday." Song Qiao looked at Mr. Fu lying on the big bed in the master bedroom, the more he looked at him, the more pitiful he became, and he said in a low voice, "It's deserted in Zhiyixuan, and there isn't even a servant. , if it wasn't for you last night, Mr. Fu might be in the morgue now, he just woke up after so much trouble, and the old man will definitely not be able to hold on if something happens..."

"Then I'll go there now." Ye Fu interrupted his lobbying, she told herself that it was only because of Grandpa Fu, if Fu Nancen really had any good or bad, Grandpa would not be able to withstand any blow.

Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the last charity auction dealt a big blow to Ms. Ye. Otherwise, Ms. Ye would have come over with just a word in the past, but now she has to spend time pretending to be pitiful.

"Song Qiao, who are you calling?" Fu Nancen's voice came from the master bedroom.

Song Qiao walked in and poured Mr. Fu a glass of water, "And Ms. Ye, she cares about you very much and said she would come over and cook for you."

"You told her I was sick?" The man on the bed was not calm anymore.

He still hasn't figured out how to face Ye Fu yet!
Song Qiao hurriedly shook his head: "Miss Ye is worried about you and asked me to come and have a look, so I have no choice but to tell her about the situation here."

"Really?" Fu Nancen didn't believe it.

"Boss Fu, Miss Ye actually likes you very much..."

"Shut up." As soon as Fu Nancen heard these words, he had a headache. If it weren't for the fact that she and Zhao Jin got closer last night, without any scruples that they were still married, he would not have been catalyzed by alcohol and almost lost sanity.

"Boss Fu, tonight is my girlfriend's birthday. Miss Ye will come soon, so I'll leave first."

Fu Nancen: ...

He must be fired immediately!
"Boss Fu, if I dare to be late for the birthday party, my girlfriend will beat me to death. You don't want to lose such a right-hand man like me, do you?"

Fu Nancen didn't have time to speak when the doorbell rang outside.

His heart trembled, Ye Fu came?

Song Qiao immediately ran out flatteringly and opened the door.

It's the florist.

Song Qiao thoughtfully redecorated the apartment with flowers to make the apartment more cozy, and the most important thing is to keep a bouquet for his girlfriend for a while.

Fu Nancen in the master bedroom listened, but did not hear Ye Fu's voice.

He also realized that this is Ye Fu's home, she still needs to ring the doorbell when she comes back!
Just as he was about to ask Song Qiao what he was doing outside, the other party came in holding a vase.

There was a large bouquet of fiery red roses in the vase.

"What are you doing?" Fu Nancen frowned.

"Boss Fu, flowers will make people feel happy and make your illness disappear sooner." Song Qiao placed the vase, "It's so beautiful, I will send 99 flowers to my girlfriend in a while."

"Song Tezhu is really the best boyfriend." Fu Nancen's mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly: "I'll give you a long vacation, and you won't have to go to work in the future."

Song Qiao didn't seem to understand the meaning of his words, he laughed and said, "Boss Fu, it's very kind of you, the old man has already approved my marriage leave."

Grandpa's lackey, Fu Nancen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, his head still hurt badly, and he closed his eyes to rest his mind.

But his attention was always kept focused, and he listened to the sounds outside...

After waiting for a long time, there was a sound outside.

"It must be the young lady." Song Qiao rushed out to greet her.

Fu Nancen frowned, wanted to get up, thought about it and lay down again, pulled up the quilt, and closed his eyes.

Ye Fu came with big and small bags.

She knew that there must be nothing in Zhiyixuan now.

But as soon as she came in, the room was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and red roses could be seen everywhere, which made her a little astonished.

"Young Madam, you're here. Mr. Fu is counting on you." Song Qiao put on his suit jacket, took the bouquet of roses he had wrapped himself, and thanked him, "Thanks to you, I'll save the money for you." Girlfriend money for roses."

"Song Special Assistant, are you leaving now?" Ye Fu was a little confused.

"That's right, Mr. Fu thinks I'm an eyesore, so he told me to leave. It will take about a quarter of an hour before the drip will be finished. Then, please pull out the needle and leave." Before Song Qiao finished speaking, he had already left After entering the gate, he went straight to the elevator, and disappeared at the elevator entrance after a few strokes.

Ye Fu closed the door and went to the kitchen with the ingredients she bought.

Wash the rice and start cooking porridge...

The man in the master bedroom waited and waited, but there was no sound from outside.

He looked up at the drip on the top of his head, it was almost bottoming out, and he considered whether to use this to call Ye Fu over.

But when he sees the little girl in a while, how should he explain what he did last night!
The sound of footsteps came softly, pulling back his thoughts.

He turned his head, and saw Ye Fu in a long white dress. The corridor lights cast a faint halo on her, which made her little face extraordinarily beautiful, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a little fairy. .