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

On the other side, Zhou Weiwei took Fang Fei back to her apartment.

Zhou Weiwei asked Fang Fei to go to the bedroom to rest. Fang Fei said she was not sleepy and went straight to the chair on the balcony to sit. She sat there for a long time without even changing her posture.

Zhou Weiwei went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of vegetable and egg noodles, put it on the coffee table and asked Fang Fei to eat it. Fang Fei was so distracted that she didn't hear her at all.

It was winter, the temperature was close to zero, but the heating had not started yet, and there was no air conditioning on the balcony. Zhou Weiwei walked over with a blanket and put it on Fang Fei's shoulders.

Fang Fei turned around when she felt the movement, and shook her head at Zhou Weiwei: "I'm not cold."

Zhou Weiwei touched her fingers and said, "They are frozen. Come inside quickly to warm up."

Fang Fei didn't answer, and then said after a while: "Weiwei, you said my mother is frozen in the morgue at more than 20 degrees below zero. Will she feel very cold?"

Zhou Weiwei felt a little uncomfortable at Fang Fei's words. She patted Fang Fei on the shoulder and said, "No."

Fang Fei snorted: "That's good, otherwise she would be very cold, and I wouldn't be able to cover her with a quilt."

As Fang Fei spoke, her emotions suddenly came to a head. Her nose felt sore and she wanted to cry again.

Zhou Weiwei gently held her back and stayed with her like that without saying a word.

Because Zhou Weiwei knows that Fang Fei is very strong, and Fang Fei clearly knows that death is an irreparable thing, so Fang Fei needs venting more than comfort.

It wasn't until Fang Fei calmed down that Zhou Weiwei asked her to go in and have something to eat, otherwise her face would be lumpy.

"I'm not hungry." Fang Fei said with a thick nasal voice.

"You have to eat something even if you're not hungry," Zhou Weiwei said, glancing at Fang Fei's abdomen, "even if it's for the sake of the child."

Fang Fei looked down at her belly with some bitterness: "It can't be saved."

No one knew that Fang Fei started bleeding again, and she didn't plan to tell her. Zhou Weiwei understood that Fang Fei was breaking up with Fu Jingchuan and didn't want to keep the child, so she could only advise: "I understand your pain and confusion, but the child You are innocent and must not be impulsive."

Fang Fei sighed: "Let nature take its course."

"The premise of letting nature take its course is to do your best and obey fate." Zhou Weiwei said and pulled Fang Fei up, "Even if it's just a bite, you have to take some."

Fang Fei looked at a large bowl of noodles, then looked at the kitchen, went to the kitchen to get a small bowl, and pushed the big bowl to Zhou Weiwei with just a pair of chopsticks.

"I'm not hungry. This bowl was cooked for you and you ate it all."

Fang Fei picked up the small bowl: "I can't eat that much, you can eat it. If you can't eat it, bring it to Dai Hongyi outside the door. He is probably still guarding the door."

Zhou Weiwei's expression dimmed for a moment, then quickly returned to normal: "If he wants to eat, ask his wife to cook it."

After Zhou Weiwei finished speaking, she picked up a large piece of noodles with chopsticks and started sucking them.

Fang Fei looked at Zhou Weiwei with distressed eyes.

She and Zhou Weiwei left the hospital just now, and just as they were about to get into the car, Dai Hongyi caught up with them and got into Zhou Weiwei's car first.

Zhou Weiwei didn't even look at Dai Hongyi, but looked impatiently into the distance and coldly asked him to get out of the car.

"I'll take you back. Give me the car keys."

Zhou Weiwei was unwilling to give it, so Dai Hongyi said, "The old man asked me to accompany him."

Zhou Weiwei heard that he wanted to help Fu Jingchuan take care of Fang Fei, so she reluctantly handed the car key to Dai Hongyi, and then Zhou Weiwei pulled Fang Fei into the back seat.

There was no words all the way to the apartment. Dai Hongyi followed him upstairs. Zhou Weiwei quickly pushed Fang Fei into the room. When Dai Hongyi was about to enter the house, she slammed the door.

Zhou Weiwei ate very quickly, almost by force. Fang Fei immediately went to get her a glass of water. She drank half of the glass and waited for a while before she finally recovered.

"Eat slower." Fang Fei patted Zhou Weiwei on the back.

"I'm fine. I was supposed to take care of you, but I made you worry about me. I'm sorry."

Fang Fei pressed her chin toward the door: "I'll go out and have a look. If he's still there, let him go."

"No, lest he think I care about him very much, and his future wife is very strict with him, she probably would have called him away long ago."

Fang Fei knew that Zhou Weiwei was a little upset, so she changed the subject: "Did you gain anything from traveling?"

Zhou Weiwei smiled bitterly: "I didn't want to bother. When I got there, I followed a tour group. I was originally looking forward to having an affair, but the people in the tour group were either elderly grandmothers or retired grandfathers."

"Even if you eat, drink, etc., you won't get the goods?"

"No, I went to various scenic spots with the group in the first few days, but I suddenly felt very tired in the next few days, so I slept in the hotel for a few days."

Fang Fei forced out a smile: "It doesn't matter, everything will be fine."

Zhou Weiwei also smiled at Fang Fei: "You are the same, everything will be fine. Go take a bath and rest afterward."

Fang Fei couldn't sleep and kept her eyes open almost all night until dawn. At around seven o'clock in the morning, Zhou Weiwei accompanied her to visit the cemetery.

Before going out, Zhou Weiwei advised Fang Fei to rest at home, saying that she would help her get it done, and she could communicate via video call if she had any questions.

"No, I have to do all these things myself."

Fang Fei said and went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, she saw Dai Hongyi resting against the wall opposite the door.

When Dai Hongyi heard the door open, he immediately stood up straight, nodded to Fang Fei, and followed them into the elevator.

Zhou Weiwei had not looked at Dai Hongyi, but at this moment she glanced at Dai Hongyi quickly through the glass of the elevator.

The clothes and shoes were the same as yesterday. It seemed that he really didn't go back yesterday.

Arriving next to the car, Dai Hongyi blocked the driver's door again and reached out to Zhou Weiwei for the key.

"Go back quickly. We don't dare to ride in a car driven by someone who is tired."