Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

While Song Qingshuang turned around and went to the bathroom to change clothes, Fu Yan took her cell phone and was about to leave the ward.

"Yanyan, help me get my clothes."

Song Qingshuang stopped her.

Fu Yan paused.

Song Qingshuang pushed the bathroom door with one hand, looked back at her, and said in a depressed mood, "You don't listen to mother anymore?"

Fu Yan stepped back and turned around to get a change of clothes for Song Qingshuang.

"What do you do with the convenience store job?" Fu Yan asked casually as he handed her the clothes.

Song Qingshuang left the bathroom door open. After taking off her hospital gown, she asked Fu Yan to help her put on a shirt.

"I quit."

Fu Yan pursed his lips.

He made up his mind to accompany her back to Nancheng, quit his job, and take her out of Nancheng.

Fu Yan looked at his mother who looked very unhappy in the mirror. She cut her wrists and bled a lot. Her originally well-maintained face suddenly looked much older without the blood.

She is not a hard-hearted person, but she is not a character that can be manipulated by others.

"You can go back to Nancheng, but I won't quit my job."

Song Qingshuang and her eyes met in the mirror, "Do you still want to stay in Nancheng?"

"Ming Zheng and I truly love each other. You feel happy when you beat us up like this. Have you ever considered my feelings?"

"If you say you want to let go of a relationship, let it go. You have never truly loved someone, and you don't understand this feeling."

Song Qingshuang looked at her indifferently.

There was no life in those eyes.

Fu Yan felt angry and sad looking at his mother like this.

There was a feeling of powerlessness and helplessness lingering in her heart.

She got Song Qingshuang's medical records from Cao Fang's hospital here.

It turned out that her mother had been sick half a month after she decided to settle in Lyon.

Maybe even longer ago.

Shen Wei's mother and daughter tied her up and left her in the bathroom for nearly a day and night.

She has been suffering from the disease since then.

The reason why Shen Wei's mother and daughter wanted to make things difficult for her was ultimately because of Huo Mingzheng.

So she hated Huo Minzheng and magnified all his mistakes.

Even if she didn't say it, Fu Yan could have guessed it.

Song Qingshuang lowered her head and scratched her hair randomly with her hands.

After lying there for most of the day, her hair was tangled and she couldn't comb it out with her fingers, so she used force and broke several hairs.

Fu Yan frowned and grabbed her hand in time, "Stop pulling."

She combed her mother's hair with her fingers and tucked the hair on both sides behind her ears.

My mother is really sick.

The matter between her and Huo Mingzheng can be explained to her slowly, and the knot in her heart can be slowly untied.

The top priority is to stabilize her condition first and not let her continue to do extreme things that harm herself.

It is indeed necessary to take her back to Nancheng to take care of her.

So Fu Yan took a step back and said, "Let's go to the airport now."

She had already sent a message to Huo Minzheng, telling him the time for their return.

She told Huo Mingzheng not to stop him until he returned to Nancheng.

The plane takes off at three o'clock.

Until night, when the plane passed through the clouds, Song Qingshuang fell asleep.

Fu Yan covered her with a thin blanket before getting up and going to wash her face.

As a result, as soon as she closed the bathroom door, a push came in from the outside.

Before she could see who it was, she was hugged by a pair of strong arms.

The familiar warmth and smell of the man's body made the suffocating feeling in Fu Yan's heart disappear.

"How did you come?"

They obviously took a special plane when they went abroad, and he should take a special plane back.

Huo Mingzheng did not explain that he spent some money to get someone else to refund the ticket, then bought a plane ticket and boarded the plane.

He held her lovingly in his arms and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you get some sleep?"

"I can't sleep." Fu Yan was greedy for the warmth of his body and couldn't help but press her face against his chest.

She leaned against him softly, and Huo Minzheng's arm around her body tightened slightly.

"When I get back to Nancheng, I'll go find her and make it clear. I'll let her vent her anger however she wants."

Fu Yan shook his head, "She is still emotionally unstable."

"How long do you want to be separated from me?"

Huo Minzheng couldn't imagine what it would be like without her by his side after returning to Mingyu Mansion.

He was used to having her around every day.

Fu Yan's nose was slightly sore, "Believe me, it will happen soon."

Huo Minzheng's warm palm patted the back of her head gently.

Fu Yan looked at the two bodies tightly touching each other in the mirror.

The bathroom space on the plane is very small, and there is no extra space to accommodate an adult, let alone a tall man like Huo Mingzheng.

It was very difficult for him to even turn around.

The dignified Mr. Huo squeezed into such a small space just to see his beloved.

Fu Yan felt sad but also wanted to laugh for no reason. The gloomy mood he had been feeling all day was relieved.

"What are you laughing at?" Huo Minzheng pinched her cheek gently.

Fu Yan whispered: "It just feels like we are having an affair now."

Huo Minzheng looked at the corners of her mouth and said helplessly: "You have such a bad brain."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Then came Song Qingshuang's low voice, "Yanyan, are you in there?"

Fu Yan's body suddenly stiffened.

Huo Minzheng's face was cold, and he turned sideways to open the door.

"No." Fu Yan grabbed his hand.

She shook her head at Huo Minzheng silently, "I'll go out first. If anything happens, we'll talk about it when we get to Nancheng."

Huo Mingzheng's face was still cold.

He had lived for thirty years, and he had never been so aggrieved. He was blocked in the bathroom and couldn't even lose his temper.

Seeing that he still wanted to open the door and go out, Fu Yan held his face and kissed his cheek, "Be obedient, okay?"

The man's tense arm muscles gradually showed signs of relaxing.

Fu Yan coaxed twice more.

She turned on the faucet, splashed some water on her face, and changed places with Huo Mingzheng.

Just a second before she was about to open the door handle, Huo Minzheng grabbed her, held her face, lowered his head and captured her lips.

After a hard kiss, he reluctantly turned sideways.

Fu Yan opened the door and went out, then quickly closed the door.

She is taller than Song Qingshuang and can block her sight.

Fu Yan took Song Qingshuang's arm, turned around and walked to his seat, and asked, "Mom, aren't you sleeping?"

Song Qingshuang said weakly: "I haven't been sleeping soundly. When I woke up and found that you were not by my side, I felt uneasy."

She glanced at Fu Yan suspiciously, "Why have you been gone for so long?"

"I went to the bathroom and washed my face again," Fu Yan explained.

Seeing the wet drops on her face, Song Qingshuang had no doubt that he was there.

Return to your seat.

Fu Yan looked back and saw Huo Mingzheng coming out of the bathroom wearing a black mask.

His seat was at the end, no wonder she didn't notice him at first.

"What are you looking at?" Song Qingshuang's voice came faintly.