Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Fu Han's words were not serious, but Wen Shuangshuang's heart trembled, and his face froze.

Fu Han stopped looking at her, bowed his head to Wen Qingyue and said, "Let's go."

Wen Qingyue walked past the two of them with his arms around her, and left the hospital feeling indescribably complicated.

It wasn't the first time that she had conflicts with the two brothers and sisters of the Wen family. Most of the time, she tore it up with her own hands, occasionally with the support of her elder brother, and it was the first time that she had someone else help her.

"Wait for me, I'll drive here." Fu Han let her go and turned to the parking lot.

After a while, the car stopped in front of her, lowered the window and tilted his head to look at her, "Get in the car."

After getting in the car and fastening the seat belt, Wen Qingyue suddenly raised her head and said to him, "Thank you just now."

If he hadn't stopped her just now, she would have had a fight with Wen Shuangshuang and Wen Ziming, which would have caused unnecessary onlookers.

She also knew she shouldn't, but at that moment, a surge of anger jumped up and down in her chest, which washed away her reason.

Fu Han looked at her, and felt that the kitten that blew up just now would be a cat, cute and beautiful. He wanted to stretch out his hand to smooth her fur, curled up his fingers holding the steering wheel, tightened a little, and pressed down The urge to reach out.

"I was angry when I came out of the ward, can you tell me why I am not happy this time?"

Wen Qingyue pursed her lower lip, unexpectedly he sensed her emotions, she frowned and said nothing.

She was silent, and Fu Han guessed by himself, "Because Mom asked you to go on a date with me?"

Wen Qingyue turned her head to look at him, curled her lips and laughed at him, "Boss Fu is still so narcissistic."

Others would not dare to speak to Fu Han in this tone, but he also has the capital of narcissism. Strictly speaking, he is not narcissistic. He is excellent in both external and internal conditions, and there are no people who like him. It's normal for a small number of people to think that way.

"I'm just angry. How can my biological daughter be inferior to Wen Shuangshuang?"

She didn't hide from him this time, her tone was distressed and puzzled.

Although these people are not her relatives, but she has taken over their bodies and identities, so naturally she has a bit of empathy, and it is not worthwhile to replace the original people.

Fu Han thought for a while when Zhao Qiuxia came out of the ward, she didn't mention Wen Shuangshuang in her last sentence, so she was jealous.

"No one can do a bowl of water, especially a family like yours."

Wen Qingyue looked at him: "Of course I know it's impossible for a bowl of water to be equal. Wen Shuangshuang was treated as their own daughter and grew up with 18 years of love. Even if there is no blood relationship, she will definitely be closer than me. The balance It can be tilted, but can it not be completely one-sided?"

She couldn't go back to her world, so she tried her best to treat herself as the Wen family's daughter, but what she got was that kind of response. It would be a lie to say that she was not disappointed.

Fu Han: "Not all parents in this world are qualified. Instead of waiting for an impossible love, it is better to firmly hold on to the person who loves you in front of you."

Cherish the people in front of you?

Wen Qingyue looked at him thoughtfully, and Fu Han also happened to look at her, their eyes met each other, creating a strange atmosphere.

The two looked away while tacit understanding, Wen Qingyue said: "It makes sense, my elder brother and second elder brother like me very much!"

"..." Fu Han glanced thoughtfully at the careless little girl from the corner of his eyes, and asked, "There is still an afternoon, where do you want to go?"

After being explained inexplicably by him, she felt much more relaxed, and said with a bright smile, "I want to go racing."

"Row."

Fu Han started the car, drove into the traffic, and went to the racing club.

In the reception room of Yinxun Racing Club, Wen Qingyue was holding a straw while waiting for Fu Han to change clothes.

Today is Friday, not many people come to play, and there is no car race.

"What are you looking at?" When Fu Han came down, she turned her back to him and looked out the window in a daze.

"Look at the handsome guy." Wen Qingyue turned her head to look at him, and said hello to death.

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and she immediately gave up, "Handsome brother, can we go racing?"

The danger was lifted, and the man raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.

Wen Qingyue exhaled lightly, and sure enough, no matter how cold-hearted a man is, he likes to listen to good things.

The two were about to go to the racing area, but the sound of the TV placed on the central wall attracted their attention as soon as they took a step.

"Now, an urgent news breaks in. A Boeing 707 passenger plane of World Airlines lost contact and crashed over the border of xx when it was performing a flight mission from Jiangzhou City to the UK. There were 168 people on board..."

This news made everyone's mood sink.

Wen Qingyue's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly thought of Su Yan, "Shihang...Su Yan is on a business trip to England?"

Fu Han frowned, and looked down at her: "You asked him to travel another day because of this?"

The two looked at each other, inspecting and shocked in those deep eyes, Wen Qingyue's heart was beating slightly, her thoughts were spinning, and she raised her chin very quickly, "I said that the Tarot cards are accurate, but you still don't believe it."

"..."

The two compartments were silent, Wen Qingyue lowered her eyes as if she realized something was wrong, and said in a deep voice: "I hope the Tarot cards are not accurate now, contact him quickly, are you on this plane?"

Air crashes are often annihilation of the entire army, and very few people survived, and what she saw in the foretelling that Su Yan was indeed a plane crash, I am afraid that there is no possibility of surviving.

Su Yan is his best friend, he...Wen Qingyue looked up at Fu Han worriedly, but was surprised to see that his face was calm, and he was not worried or sad at all because of his best friend's accident.

"You..." Wen Qingyue hesitated to speak, trying to comfort him, but she couldn't say anything when she saw his calm look.

Fu Han looked down at her hesitant to speak, and probably guessed what she was thinking. Just as he was about to explain, another voice sounded from the door.

"Thanks to my brother and sister who made a fortune for me, I escaped a catastrophe."

The two turned to look at the door at the same time. The person who spoke was Su Yan who almost became a member of the plane crash.

Wen Qingyue's pupils shrank slightly, and her expression became complicated for a moment. Did he really listen to her and hide?

Su Yan approached A Cheng with a red hair, exchanged a glance with Fu Han, and then his eyes fell on Wen Qingyue.

Wen Qingyue returned to her thoughts, looked at him and asked, "Do you really believe me?"

It was impossible for a normal person to believe what she said at that time, unless he believed in Tarot cards, but Su Yan didn't look like someone who would believe them.

Su Yan looked past them and landed on the news broadcast, with a heavy expression on his face, "I booked the plane ticket, I was restless all day, and I kept thinking about what you said to me, so I didn't board the plane, and it happened that my assistant Call me, then change your ticket and go home."

The implication is that he actually didn't believe it, but just happened to escape the catastrophe.

Wen Qingyue heard his voice, and was relieved when she knew that he didn't believe it. She pretended to be disappointed, and muttered, "I thought I got the test right, but I didn't expect it to be a coincidence."

Several people were silent, Fu Han looked at her deeply, his eyes were a little more probing.

Is it really just a coincidence?