Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"Who else was hurt as badly as me?" Lu Yu asked curiously, wanting to know who was the other person who had the same illness as him.

"My boyfriend." Wen Qingyue touched her nose, using this gesture to cover up her embarrassment. The relationship between her and Fu Han was a bit complicated, and the marriage had not been made public, so it was inconvenient to tell him.

"Boy friend?"

Lu Yu and Lu's mother were blank for a moment when they heard her words, and Lu's mother even had an "ohhh" expression on her face.

Wen Qingyue nodded slightly slowly, "Well, what's the matter, Auntie?"

She glanced at Lu Yu, wondering what his mother's reaction was?

Lu Yu smiled resentfully, restrained the look of astonishment, and said, "Well, my mother is just surprised that you have a boyfriend at such a young age, Ms. Zeng Yuanyuan, isn't it?"

Ms. Zeng Yuanyuan blinked her eyes and nodded with a smirk, "Ah, yes, yes!"

Alas, such a beautiful girl, she thought she was her daughter-in-law. Her dream was shattered, and her son was so disappointing!

Wen Qingyue thought that Lu's mother regarded her as a minor who had a puppy love, so she explained embarrassedly, "Auntie, I am an adult."

Ms. Zeng Yuanyuan tilted her head slightly and looked at her, her expression froze for a few seconds before she looked "suddenly enlightened", "Oh, then you can really fall in love. You are so beautiful, it's strange not to have a boyfriend."

Wen Qingyue smiled awkwardly without words, Lu Yu was helpless

Said: "Mom, I'm hungry, go and buy me something to eat."

"Ah? Oh, okay, I'll go right away, you guys talk." Ms. Zeng Yuanyuan picked up her bag knowingly, and asked again: "Qingyue, what do you like to eat? Auntie will bring you one too."

Wen Qingyue: "Thank you, Auntie, someone brought us food."

"Okay, let's talk then."

"Auntie..." Ms. Zeng had just walked a few steps when she was suddenly stopped. She looked back blankly at her son's childhood sweetheart with red earlobes and said, "Can I trouble you to bring me some boneless chicken feet?"

Wen Qingyue blinked her bright eyes, Fu Han was too strict, and the food brought by the servant was too bland, and she wanted spicy food too much.

"Okay, I will remember the boneless chicken feet." Ms. Zeng laughed, thinking that this little girl is too cute.

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The door of the ward was closed, Wen Qingyue turned her head to look at Lu Yu, her expression returned to normal, ignoring Lu Yu's curious gaze, she said seriously: "I have something important to ask you."

Lu Yu: "You ask."

"Did you hear anything during the two hours I was unconscious in the mountains? Like gunshots, helicopters or something."

She spoke slowly, and Lu Yu's expression gradually became serious after listening to it, carefully recalling the situation at that time, "You said that, I did hear the sound of the propeller when I was collecting medicine for you, but the distance is a bit far away, and Over the mountain, is there any problem?"

Wen Qingyue's eyebrows were condensed, and she had a bad feeling, "A friend flew a helicopter to rescue me, but he hasn't come back yet, something may have happened."

Lu Yu was stunned for a while, and comforted him: "Don't panic, those killers are not seriously injured, even if they meet him and lead someone, they should be fine."

What she was worried about was not Su Yan meeting the killer, but the scene she had foreseen. Su Yan should have died in a plane crash. If the crash and death was an unchangeable ending, then he wouldn't...

Wen Qingyue's heart trembled slightly, with a heavy expression on her face, she hurriedly bid farewell to him, "Lu Yu, thank you for telling me this, I will come to see you later."

Lu Yu: "Okay, slow down!"

"Fu Han—"

As soon as she arrived in the corridor, she hurriedly made a noise. Lu Yu lay flat and stared at the ceiling, thinking that her boyfriend's name was Fu Han.

Fu Han was watching Ah Cheng find out the evidence of those who participated in her kidnapping case. Hearing the voice, he raised his eyes to the door. Ah Cheng walked over to open the door sensiblely, and pushed Wen Qingyue into the room himself.

"What did you find?"

Fu Han pressed the documents in his hand on the table, and watched her tenderly with his deep eyes, as if she was the only one in his sight when she appeared.

Sensing this subtle change in him, Wen Qingyue was suddenly a little nervous, like a little girl who just fell in love is uneasy when facing her sweetheart.

She folded her hands, slightly staggered her gaze so as not to meet his gaze, and asked, "During the two hours I was unconscious, I heard the sound of a helicopter in the land area, and he and us were separated by a mountain."

This means that something happened to Su Yan. If nothing happened and he couldn't find her, he should contact Fu Han or Su Wanyu instead of missing her.

They all realized this, and the atmosphere became heavy.

Wen Qingyue asked: "Is there any news from Su Wanyu? Is Su Yan in the apartment?"

Su Wanyu seemed to have heard her question, and called Fu Han.

Fu Han answered the phone and turned on the loudspeaker, "Ah Han, my brother is not in the apartment. I have checked every apartment he can go to, and he is not there."

Su Wanyu's voice came to the three people's ears through the phone, trembling slightly, revealing her uneasiness.

"Ah Han, will something happen to my brother? What should I do?"

"Don't panic, I'll send someone to Jiangyang County to look for him now, you go home and wait for my news." Fu Han said a few words of comfort to Su Wan, and then hung up the phone.

Wen Qingyue frowned, bit her lower lip with a heavy heart, and then continued her conjecture, "He may have crashed."

The crash fatality rate is [-] to [-] percent, and unless there is a miracle, there is almost no survival rate.

The word death is like a heavy stone pressing on their chests, causing a kind of oppressive pain.

Half an hour later, Su Wanyu pushed the door open, looking anxious and painful, "Ah Han—"

She came here to seek comfort, and as soon as she spoke, she saw Wen Qingyue sitting next to Fu Han, the two of them were watching the monitor with their heads next to each other, and looked up at her at the same time when they heard her voice.

The intimacy of the two fell in Su Wanyu's eyes, and it turned into bitterness that spread in her heart. She clutched the leather satchel uncomfortably, and said coldly, "Miss Wen, Ah Han still has an injury in his abdomen, so be careful to move it." His wounds!"

Her tone was blunt, which can be said to be very rude.

Wen Qingyue frowned, seeing that she didn't care about her brother's disappearance.

"Let's check the information, the temperature is a bit cold." She bent the man with her elbow, motioning him to let go of his arms around her waist.

Fu Han calmly let go, looked at Su Wan and said, "I didn't tell you to go home and wait for news, why did you come here?"

"Can't I come over?" Su Wanyu asked sharply.

Fu Han frowned, his subtle expression fell into Su Wanyu's eyes, thinking that he disliked her for disturbing him and Wen Qingyue, and felt very uncomfortable.

Su Wanyu pressed her eyebrows and adjusted her breathing secretly, trying to calm herself down. After more than ten seconds, she still couldn't control her inner emotions, and angrily accused the two of them, "Ah Han, brother, his life or death is uncertain now, why are you in the mood to sit still?" Are you joking?"