Huhua President

"Second young master, please!" The manager of the theater nodded and bowed and led the two of them into the private room on the second floor.

The theater did not stop talking because of the drama, which she was used to. Most of the audience sitting here were either concubines or the daughters of a certain mansion. They were not sitting here because of the drama, but to show their status.

Therefore, chatting, judging, and comparing and bragging between them are far more interesting than dramas on the stage.

Chen Fangrui has watched this "La Traviata" in Japan and France. Maybe she has been bored for too long, but she is still full of interest.

"Drink tea?" Gongsun Yingwei asked as he handed the teacup to her hand.

She didn't make a sound, she kept looking at Margaret on the stage, and casually took the teacup he handed over.

"Solafi! Is that your brother?" Zhang Nana, who had always felt bored, suddenly glanced at Gongsun Yingwei who was diagonally opposite.

"How is it possible!" Sorafi casually glanced at the direction she pointed, "It seems...really... yes." Sorafi stretched her neck and looked.

"My brother and Chen Fangrui!" Zhang Nana stood up as soon as Sorafi's words fell. "What are you doing Nana!" Sorafi grabbed her.

"I called him to make an appointment, but he said he didn't want to watch it. Now it's better, he came with some young lady, and even served tea and water!" Zhang Nana's voice attracted the attention of the people nearby.

"Isn't that the third lady of Zhang Dong's family!" Zhengchou was speechless, and the idle ladies and wives all opened their mouths, or stretched their heads to look.

"Nana! Nana! Sit down first..." Sorafi noticed other people's eyes and quickly grabbed her.

"What is she! A shabby householder living under a fence, pretending to be a young lady!"

He dragged her out of the theater, "My sister, you can't calm down!"

"I'm calm! You didn't see how your brother was so courteous to her, and he didn't even want to say anything to me." Zhang Nana shook off Sorafi's hand, "I still have to calm down!"

Seeing her turn her head and leave, Sorafi looked back at the gate of the theater, and muttered to herself: "It's a good drama, it's gone again!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing Chen Fangrui holding his shoulder, Gongsun Yingwei asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it hurts a little." Seeing that her complexion was not very good, Gongsun Yingwei said worriedly: "Let's go, it might be a little cold here."

Chen Fangrui looked at the stage, the drama was just at the right time, but the pain in her shoulder was really bad, so she got up and followed him.

When he walked to the door, Gongsun Yingwei realized that it was already raining outside. "No wonder your shoulder injury hurts." Seeing her pale face from pain, he remembered what the doctor said about sequelae.

He took off his coat and put it on Chen Fangrui's shoulders, and waved in the direction of the car. After the driver drove over, he hurried over to hold two people under umbrellas and get on the car.

Chen Fangrui's sudden fever made Gongsun Yingwei feel very uncomfortable, and Dr. Wang was hurriedly called to get an IV drip, and finally watched her fall asleep.

"Take the medicine on time and do as little activity as possible, and the wound will not heal well if the wound is infected again." Mrs. Deng took the medicine and stared at Gongsun Yingwei who was standing at the door.

Chen Fangrui has been sleeping since the drip was put on, her folded eyes seemed to draw a long and thin black line on her face, and her thick eyelashes fluttered once or twice.