Quick Travel: The host only wants to make money

The system still doesn't understand. Yesterday, Xia Mian was still worried about losing her job. Why did she ask Fu Qiongchuan to clarify this matter today?

[Host, why did you suddenly...? 】

Xia Mian sighed, "Suddenly what? Suddenly told Fu Qiongchuan that he knew that he was a substitute, right?"

The system nodded, [Yes, yes, yes. 】

Xia Mian found a small park on the roadside and went in to find a chair to sit on.

"Actually, I originally wanted Fu Qiongchuan to figure this out for himself, but then I thought about it. In the original plot, Fu Qiongchuan didn't know who he really loved until the original owner was about to die. Is it possible? Do I have to wait until then?"

Xia Mian just felt that it was too difficult for Fu Qiongchuan to figure this out on his own. It would be better for her to take the initiative to clarify it and directly advance the plot, instead of the last two people, one of whom was terminally ill and the other who committed suicide on his lover's grave, right?

The system felt that there was some truth in what Xia Mian said, but it still reminded Xia Mian silently, [Host, have you forgotten that you just ran out so courageously, and now you are a jobless vagrant without even a place to live? ah! 】

Xia Mian's face stiffened, "Oh no!"Completely forget about this matter!

The system looked at Xia Mian's uncomfortable look and gave her some advice, [Why don't the host go to Fu Qiongchuan to ask for money? After all, you've been with him for so long. If you break up, you have to pay some breakup fees, right? 】

Xia Mian waved her hand and rejected the system's proposal, "Let's forget it! Just now I said Fu Qiongchuan was disgusting, so I turned around and asked him for money. Doesn't this make it seem like I'm on the same level as him?"

[But, the host is going to work! 】

Xia Mian looked sad and angry, just work!

It’s just going back to the old business, what’s the big deal!

Xia Mian counted the balance in her bank card. Fortunately, she still had a few thousand yuan, which was enough to rent a house.

Xia Mian wandered around for a day and rented a house with a small basement. It was a little small and shabby, but it was cheap, only a few hundred yuan a month.

After Xia Mian cleaned the place, she went back to the apartment where Fu Qiongchuan and she usually lived, and packed up her things.

Opening the closet, I saw that it was full of white skirts. I sighed, good, none of them were bought by me.

After closing the wardrobe and opening the drawer, Xia Mian reluctantly looked away from the diamonds and gold. The jewelry inside was all bought by Fu Qiongchuan.

It's not your own, you can't take it...

Xia Mian cried, she was so poor!

I looked at the suitcase and packed it for a long time. In the end, there was only half a suitcase. How poor!

Xia Mian resignedly closed the suitcase, pulled it and walked out.

After Xia Mian left, Fu Qiongchuan kept sitting there in that same posture. The food Xia Mian brought had become cold and had no heat at all.

Fu Qiongchuan just thought that it was good to do this, or to talk about it, so that Xia Mian would not have expectations for him.

Maybe like Ling Jue said, he just wanted to drag another innocent person into the abyss.

Unconsciously, the scene of Xia Mian running out sadly reappeared in her mind, and she wanted to take out the cigarette case to get a cigarette in annoyance.

But the cigarette had already been lit, but Xia Mian's words rang in her ears, "Achuan, smoking is not good..."

By some strange coincidence, Fu Qiongchuan put out the lit cigarette in the ashtray again.

Fu Qiongchuan felt that something was wrong with him, that he was no longer like himself. He seemed to have been worried about Xia Mian and whether she would be sad.

Then he told himself that he would give Xia Mian more compensation when he went back. Since he couldn't give Xia Mian love, he would compensate Xia Mian in other ways.

He kept telling himself this.

He left the company in a hurry before getting off work.

Everyone was very surprised, and then they all smiled in understanding.

"Mr. Fu left in such a hurry, he must have gone home to be with his girlfriend!"

"No! Miss Xia ran out crying today!"

"It seems that Mr. Fu really made Miss Xia angry this time!"

Fu Qiongchuan drove by a flower shop. It must be that the flower shop was holding an event!

The loudspeaker at the door yelled, "How do you comfort your girlfriend when she is angry? Just buy a bouquet of flowers! Friends apologize to each other, just buy a bouquet of flowers!"

Fu Qiongchuan stopped on the side of the road, got out of the car and bought a bouquet of flowers. Although he and Xia Mian were not boyfriend and girlfriend.

But it was his fault, and he should buy a bouquet of flowers to apologize.

He bought a bouquet of lilies on the recommendation of the store clerk, put it in the car, and smiled, hoping that Xia Mian would feel better after seeing it!

After Fu Qiongchuan parked the car, he couldn't wait to go upstairs holding the bouquet of flowers. He didn't know how sad Xia Mian would be after today.

He never thought that Xia Mian would be so determined to move away from here, and so fast.

So much so that Fu Qiongchuan panicked when no one came to open the door after ringing the doorbell several times.

He hurriedly pressed the combination lock several times, and because of panic, he pressed it incorrectly several times. When he finally opened the door, Fu Qiongchuan didn't even have time to change his shoes.

"aestivation?"

Fu Qiongchuan called several times but no one responded. Fu Qiongchuan put the flowers in his hands on the table and went to the bedroom to check.

It was empty inside, with no sign of Xia Mian.

Fu Qiongchuan was a little confused. He stood there for a few seconds and then quickly walked to the closet. When he saw that the clothes were still there and the things in the drawer were still there, Fu Qiongchuan was slightly relieved.

Comfort yourself, Xia Mian may have gone out to buy groceries, or maybe she went out to play with friends because she was sad.

Fu Qiongchuan sat on the sofa and kept looking at the door, wanting to wait for Xia Mian to come back, but after he looked at his watch for the umpteenth time, he saw that the pointer on the wall clock was almost pointing to twelve o'clock, and Xia Mian hadn't come back yet.

Fu Qiongchuan suppressed the irritation in his heart and took out his mobile phone to call Xia Mian. Finally, he looked through the address book, but suddenly found that he didn't even have Xia Mian's contact information.

Fu Qiongchuan lowered his head and held his head weakly with his hands, his hair leaking out from between his fingers.

He called his assistant again. It was already midnight and the assistant seemed to be asleep. When he received Fu Qiongchuan's call, he was still awake for a while.

"Check Xia Mian's current location."

The assistant was surprised, "Isn't Miss Xia at home?"

Fu Qiongchuan just responded lightly, but he was very impatient in his heart. He was worried that something would happen to Xia Mian outside.

He even drove to Xia's house. When he got Xia Mian and didn't go back, his inner irritability had risen to the extreme.

Yao Fenglan heard that Xia Mian was missing, and looked at each other with Xia Sang. It's best that this little bitch really disappeared. Xia Song always mentioned Xia Mian from time to time in the past few days. It seemed like she wanted to care again. This daughter is the same.