Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Two days later.

The top office of qr group.

The warm afternoon sun shines in through the glass, and the girl sitting on the soft chair is reviewing documents, sometimes flipping through, sometimes sketching.

Zuo An stood in front of the desk and said, "Miss, did you guess who I saw when I went to the hospital this morning?"

"Say."

Lu Qianxun spoke concisely, without raising his eyelids, and was still concentrating on reading the documents.

Zuo An quickly said, "Beibei."

Lu Qianxun's gaze paused, and he raised his head in astonishment.

"Zuo An, do you know what Beibei is doing in the hospital?"

Zuo An explained: "I don't know, when I saw her, she had just come out of the hospital."

Hearing this, Lu Qianxun immediately rang the alarm.

Combined with what Uncle Shen said and Beibei's situation, she had to doubt Beibei's mental state.

Lu Qianxun said awkwardly: "Zuo An, go and call Lu Jiu in."

"Yes, ma'am."

After a while, Lu Jiu followed Zuo An and walked in.

Lu Jiu stood with his hands behind his back, lowered his head, and said respectfully, "Miss, do you have any orders?"

Lu Qianxun narrowed her beautiful eyes and asked, "Zuo An, which hospital did Beibei go to?"

Zuo An replied, "Jiang's Hospital."

Lu Qianxun folded his hands and gave an order, "Lu Jiu, I have a task for you, go and find out for me what Shen Bei is going to Jiang's Hospital for now."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lu Jiu bowed his head and left the office respectfully.

Lu Qianxun looked sideways at the tall buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling uneasy, and the signing pen in his hand circled around her slender white fingers one by one, entwining them round and round.

Zuo An looked at the girl who had been spinning the pen, couldn't help but paused, and said softly: "Miss, do you think..."

Lu Qianxun lowered his eyelashes and said softly, "Go out and do your work."

Zuo An looked at the girl who was not in the right mood, and frowned slightly.

He knew that they couldn't ask more questions if the lady didn't want to talk.

in the afternoon.

Lu Qianxun looked at the medical record that Lu Jiu brought back, his pupils tightened, and a hint of astonishment appeared in those previously cold pupils.

Major depression?

Beibei suffers from depression?

That incident had hurt her so much...

Lu Qianxun's beautiful eyes gradually blurred, and the red corners of his eyes stimulated tears, which fell on the medical record sheet drop by drop.

Her body trembled slightly, and she was sweating coldly, like falling into a cellar of ice.

After a while, Lu Qianxun raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, got up and left the office.

Chen Zhen and others called out, "Miss, where are you going?"

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Jiang's Hospital.

In a psychiatrist's office.

Lu Qianxun was dressed in a black suit that was simple and capable, fully revealing her tall figure.

The psychiatrist was unwilling to tell about his patient's situation, and suddenly Lu Qianxun's delicate face was full of gloom.

The psychiatrist suddenly clenched his fingers, but the afterglow of the setting sun falling on the beautiful girl outside the window did not make him feel warm. The cold air between her brows seemed to overflow, and her aura was full of coldness.

He shivered involuntarily.

He knew the girl in front of him, and he had only recently seen her frequently on commercial news.

Looks like they got engaged two days ago.

Lu Qianxun was born in Rome, and he still had a face that turned all living beings upside down.

Now at a young age, he is already at the top of business.

unattainable!

He had nowhere to hide, and the panic in his heart was hard to hide.

"She and I are good friends. I just want to understand Beibei's situation." Lu Qianxun saw that it was too hard, so he softened, his voice choked up slightly, "I will only do it for her own good. I think she can come back." To the sunny Beibei from before."

The psychiatrist was stunned, the girl's sudden change caught him off guard.

After hesitating for a long time, the psychiatrist sighed lightly, and then described Shen Bei's symptoms in detail.

Finally, it was mentioned that Shen Bei had suicidal thoughts...

When Lu Qianxun heard this, there was a huge wave in her chest, and her breath was suffocated.

The light in the girl's eyes gradually dimmed, and the pupils were moist and sore.

She didn't know what to do, regret and guilt welled up in her heart.

Psychiatrist: "Her heart disease is causing her thoughts of self-harm."

After Lu Qianxun listened, his pale complexion drooped, and his black hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, blending with the dim light.

After leaving the psychiatrist's office.

Seeing that Lu Qianxun's expression was extremely bad, Chen Zhen asked worriedly, "Miss, are you alright?"

Lu Qianxun looked secretly hurt, and ignored the words of his subordinates.

Lu Jiu tugged at Chen Zhen's sleeve and shook his head at him.

The door of the hospital.

A handsome man stood in front of a luxury car, wearing a neat suit with a dignified look.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured down on his surroundings, as if coated with a layer of golden light, which was dazzling.

"Chihiro, why did you come to the hospital? Is there something wrong?"

The girl's forehead drooped slightly, her lips turned pale, as if she had received some serious blow.

Fu Siming had never seen such an expression on a girl's face, and he was stunned for a moment, at a loss and showing a trace of imperceptible panic.

He hurried forward, lightly grasping the girl's shoulders with both hands, "Chihiro, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Qianxun looked tired, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I...I'm fine."

Fu Siming frowned, and looked at the men behind the girl, with a strong anger at the end of his eyes.

Chen Zhen, Lu Jiu and the others raised eyebrows.

He didn't give him a good face just because he was engaged to his young lady.

Fu Siming's brows faded completely, his eyes reflected the girl's face, and he said slowly: "Then you..."

Lu Qianxun raised his eyes slightly, the tails of his eyes were red, but he didn't cry.

Seeing that the light in her eyes seemed to be shrouded in haze, she couldn't see a trace of anger.

"Qianxun, what's the matter? Tell me, okay?" Fu Siming froze in place, his hoarse voice was cold and tense.

Lu Qianxun's complexion was wan at the moment, completely gone from the energetic and high-spirited state before going out in the morning.

Fu Siming carried her into his car.

Turning to look at Chen Zhen and the others, his handsome eyes narrowed, his deep eyes were chilling, his voice was slightly cool, "I will send Qian Xun back to Lu's house later, so you don't need to follow me."

Lu Jiu was startled when he heard the words, and quickly called out: "Miss, we..."

Chen Zhen grabbed Lu Jiu.

Fu Siming didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, he just closed the car door and drove away from the hospital.

Lu Jiu threw Chen Zhen away, frowned and said, "Brother Chen Zhen, what are you doing?"

Chen Zhen pursed his lips lightly, and said in a calm manner: "Xiao Jiu, that guy Fu Siming is already the lady's fiancé, and the lady is in a bad mood, so let's not disturb the lady at this time."

Lu Jiu frowned, "But..."

"I know you're still struggling with what happened last time, but it's not your fault, and it's not like it was before. Miss Fu will be responsible for her safety."

Lu Jiu lowered her eyes and said nothing more.

It was dark.

The whole sky is surrounded by flowing cold air.

The slanting raindrops beat against the window, and the rainwater flowed across the windowpane. The scenery outside the window was blocked by the intertwined rain curtain, making it hazy and beautiful.

Climb to the top of the clouds.

On the leather sofa, Lu Qianxun, who was originally sitting, was lying on his side with his head on Fu Siming's lap. His face looked extremely quiet, but his pupils were not focused and looked a little hollow.

Fu Siming's tone seemed a bit worried: "Qianxun, I'm very worried about you."

Lu Qianxun crow's black eyelash feathers trembled like butterfly wings, and his voice was low: "I'm fine, I just...need to slow down."