Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"The reporter followed you, so you can't avoid the reporter's sight?" The old man reprimanded with a serious face, "You and Yueyue are a legal couple, and it's not shameful."

Fu Han said: "Grandpa, I will take care of it, so don't worry about it."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Han held the phone in silence for more than ten seconds before opening the door and getting out of the car. Seeing that it was getting late, he took a quick shower and changed his clothes. After making sure that there was no smell of alcohol, he rushed to the Hospital.

The ward was extremely quiet, the nurse sat beside him and dozed off, and Wen Qingyue sat on the bed, flipping through the book in his hand, reading it seriously.

Fu Han stood outside the door and looked through the small boxy glass window for a while before knocking on the door and entering.

Wen Qingyue looked away from the book upon hearing the sound, looked at the person who came in at the door, glanced at each other and then looked away.

The nurse was startled awake, looked at Fu Han with a dazed look, then woke up the next second, stood up and said hello, "Mr. Fu, you are here."

Fu Han nodded, "Well, Auntie, I'm staying here tonight, you can go back."

"Hey, good!" The nurse took her things and left.

Ah Cheng put the soup he brought on the bedside table, looked at the book with downcast eyes, didn't plan to talk to his master's wife, stepped back and said to Fu Han: "Master, then I'll go back first, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Fu Han: "Well, let's go."

"Wait a minute," Wen Qingyue finally said, looking up at Fu Han, "There is no room for you in the ward, go back, I don't need your company."

Ah Cheng stood at the door and waited, rubbing his hands together, not knowing what to say.

"Isn't there an accompanying bed next to it, I can sleep on it." Fu Han smiled, not angry because she drove him away, and even happy because she finally talked to him.

Wen Qingyue flipped through the pages of the book with downcast eyes, and said coldly: "This bed is so hard, Mr. Fu has to discuss big business tomorrow, don't disturb your sleep, I'm sorry for delaying your business."

She spoke the words that were responsive to others very smoothly, and Fu Han's heart stopped for a while with her yin and yang vigor.

He didn't answer, turned his head to look at Ah Cheng, and said in a deep voice, "Aren't you leaving?"

Shocked, Ah Cheng hurriedly said: "Master, madam, goodbye!"

After the words fell, he opened the door and went out, closed the door with a bang, and left quickly.

Knowing that Fu Han really wanted to stay tonight, Wen Qingyue let out a slight cold snort from her nasal cavity, turned the pages of the book without much thought, but couldn't read a single word.

There were still two people in the room, but the nurse became Fu Han, so she couldn't calm down and read a book.

Alas, man is such a scourge.

The evil "Fu Han" saw that she was ignoring him, so he took off his coat by himself, walked around in the ward, closed the windows, drew the curtains, and then went to the bathroom for a while.

All kinds of small movements that attracted Wen Qingyue's attention, she couldn't calm down to read the book, and found that she couldn't help but listen to his movements, so she roared impatiently, "Can you sit still?!"

Fu Han just wanted to see if the accompanying bed could be moved and joined her bed. Hearing this, he paused, silently withdrew his hand that was about to push the bed, went around and sat down beside her bed, "What's your order?"

Wen Qingyue: "..."

When did she say she had something to tell him?

Looking at each other, Wen Qingyue saw her angry face from his dark pupils, and the anger died out inexplicably, and said in a choked voice: "I'm reading, you walk around, move for a while Do you want to harass me deliberately?"

Fu Han has another great advantage. He is very good at capturing other people's emotional changes. He keenly sensed that her tone was softening, so he quickly used another excellent point to make progress.

"What book are you reading? Let me take a look."

Wen Qingyue avoided his hand, "Idle reading, if you want to stay, I can't stop you, then please be quiet, go back to your bed and lie down, don't disturb me, thank you!"

Fu Han was still nice and nice, "Okay, I'll be fine right away, and I won't bother you when I'm done."

He got up, walked to the accompanying bed, bent over with his back to her, not knowing what he was doing.

Wen Qingyue frowned slightly. The accompanying bed was foldable, and because it was a VIP ward, the quality of the accompanying bed was better than that of ordinary wards. It was similar to hers in every respect.

After Fu Han fiddled with it for a while, the folding bed was folded up by him, and he approached her with the folding bed.

"No, what do you mean?" Wen Qingyue watched him put the folding bed beside her bed.

Fu Han put the folding bed away, and said, "Sleep, it's done, you can read a book."

After saying that, he sat down by the folding bed, took off his shoes, got on the bed and approached her, and sat beside her.

Wen Qingyue's face twitched slightly, and she gave a half-smile, "Move the bed back, and stay away from me!"

Fu Han looked at her innocently, "Why?"

Wen Qingyue: "Boss Fu, I'm still a sick man, my leg is still hurting, I want to sleep alone, is that okay?"

Fu Han: "Don't worry, I won't share the same bed with you, and the two beds should be wider if you put them together, so you can turn around."

"...I don't need it!" Wen Qingyue was about to die of anger from him, and held back for a long time before she could say a word.

After a while, Fu Hanjing said in a muffled voice: "I need it, I can't sleep without you."

"So you're using me as a sleeping pill?" Wen Qingyue laughed angrily.

What is this called?She was still angry, and he didn't even coax her. He didn't see anyone all day, and when he came over at eight or nine in the evening, he didn't care if she had eaten or not. He just used her as a sleeping pill to lull her to sleep.

"?"

Fu Han was a little dumbfounded. He clearly expressed that he needed her, so how could he interpret it as another meaning?

"That's not what I meant." Fu Han put his hand on her shoulder and explained, "I just want to bring our relationship closer. You haven't talked to me since yesterday, Yueyue, don't be angry, okay?"

Wen Qingyue shook off his hand irritably, "Don't! Mr. Fu, how dare I be angry with you? Let alone ignore you. You are so busy that I don't even have a chance to meet you. I don't even want to talk to you." No chance?"

The strange words of yin and yang poked Fu Han's heart one after another.

"You said you weren't angry, and you've been talking negatively about me ever since I entered the room." Fu Han smiled helplessly, "I didn't come to see you today because the reporters and the media were all staring at me, and they would follow you when you came to disturb your rest. "

Wen Qingyue put the book on the bedside table, turned to him, and said coldly: "Understood, I'm afraid the media will find out about our relationship, and it will be bad for Su Wanyu."

Fu Han lowered his eyebrows, "You clearly know that I don't mean it that way, so you insist on distorting your understanding to blame yourself?"

This made Wen Qingyue unhappy, and she turned her head to stare at him. "It's true, but it's better than self-deception. It's better to be a fool!"

boom!

There seemed to be an invisible bomb in the void, and the fuse seemed to be ignited, ready to explode at any time, blowing them up and hurting each other.

The invisible gunpowder filled the air, the two looked at each other, neither retreated, and the atmosphere was tense.