Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

"Fang Fei..."

Zhou Weiwei called out her name and rushed forward to hug Fang Fei: "I heard about my aunt, please express your condolences."

Fang Fei smiled at Zhou Weiwei: "When did you come back?"

"Yesterday, I originally planned to invite you to dinner tomorrow, but I didn't expect this to happen." Zhou Weiwei said, looking at Fang Fei distressed and worried, "You must hold on, don't be too sad."

Fang Fei still smiled at her and nodded.

The more Fang Fei smiled, the more Zhou Weiwei's heart became blocked. She rubbed Fang Fei's shoulder: "What's our relationship? You don't have to force a smile. If you want to cry, just cry. It's better to cry than to suppress your emotions."

Fang Fei shook her head: "I've cried before, and I don't have the right to cry. My mother wouldn't have died in the first place, and she blamed me for not having the brain to kill her."

After a pause, he added: "I am the culprit, so I have no right to cry."

Zhou Weiwei got a general idea from Fu Jingchuan.

In Fu Jingchuan's words, Fu Jingchuan was also responsible for Yang Shilin's death.

Neither Fu Jingchuan nor Fang Fei knew that things would develop to this point. It was an honest mistake and no one would really regard them as murderers. It was just that they needed time to reconcile with it.

Zhou Weiwei sighed in her heart and did not continue the topic: "Where are you going now? We will go with you."

"No, I can just go by myself."

Fang Fei said, breaking off Zhou Weiwei's arm.

Zhou Weiwei was a little sad: "Could it be that if you and Fu Jingchuan break up, you also don't want me as a friend?"

"no."

"Then let me go with you."

Fang Fei thought for a while, but she still didn't refuse.

She walked past Fu Jingchuan with her head lowered, without even looking at Fu Jingchuan. Zhou Weiwei followed behind and automatically ignored Dai Hongyi. She only nodded to Fu Jingchuan, hinting that Fang Fei was with her and asked him not to worry too much.

Dai Hongyi was like an old smoker, keeping his head down and puffing on his cigarette. It wasn't until Zhou Weiwei walked away that he looked deeply at Zhou Weiwei through the smoke.

"Aren't you going to catch up?" Dai Hongyi asked Fu Jingchuan.

"She doesn't want to see me now, so I won't go forward. You go ahead. No matter what she wants to do, choose the best one. I'll pay for it."

As Fu Jingchuan said, he transferred a large amount of money to Dai Hongyi on WeChat.

Dai Hongyi clicked on the payment and said: "Okay, Fang Fei can be considered my friend. Due to circumstances, I should also help with the funeral arrangements, so I'll go."

"Well, by the way, she is pregnant with the child. If anything happens, please contact me in time."

"I know." Dai Hongyi took two steps, then stopped and looked back, "But your face is also very bad, terribly pale. Does your stomach hurt again?"

"No, go ahead."

Dai Hongyi could tell at a glance that he was pretending: "Okay, don't show off, and go to the gastroenterology department quickly. People can't be resurrected, so don't punish yourself with this kind of pain. Only by taking good care of your body can you ask for help." With Fang Fei's forgiveness, I can bring her back."

Dai Hongyi trotted away, while Fu Jingchuan curled his lips and smiled helplessly.

To pursue her again?

How could he have the nerve to do this?

Although she did not kill her grandfather, it was at the hands of the Fu family after all.

But her mother's death was indeed caused by her own negligence.

Not to mention that Fang Fei would not forgive him, even he himself could not overcome this hurdle.

As for what would happen between him and Fang Fei in the future, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

It's just that there is a child between them. He is not sure how Fang Fei will make a decision, but he is no longer qualified to ask her to give birth to it.

Giving birth to a child who killed her mother will be a lifetime of pain for her.

For a child, being born into such a family is also a torture.

Just like him, he was born with the mission of avenging his mother and his grandfather.

Therefore, he cannot decide anything.

Thinking of this, his throat tightened, and something suddenly rushed into his throat.

He subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands, and soon the smell of blood spread in his mouth.

He spread his hands, and bright red blood squirted all over his palms.

He didn't take it seriously, went to the bathroom to clean up the blood stains, and then called Qiao Shan to drive the car to the door.

Qiao Shan arrived soon. Fu Jingchuan got in the car and asked Qiao Shan to sort out his personal property information as soon as possible.

"Okay Mr. Fu, but what do you want to do?"

"After sorting it out, I will notarize it and voluntarily donate it to Fang Fei."

Qiao Shan also guessed it, so he wasn't too surprised, but seeing Fu Jingchuan's tired and painful look, he couldn't help but said: "Mr. Fu, actually the death of Miss Fang's mother has nothing to do with you. I can Go explain to Miss Fang."

"No, just drive and take me back to the company."

Qiao Shan sighed and started the car, but before driving far, Fu Jingchuan suddenly coughed up blood again, and then fainted.