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

It has always been Fang Fei's regret that she was unable to continue her graduate studies.

If her mother and child were still there, she would like to find a small town and regard accompanying them as the most important thing for the rest of her life.

But now that she is the only one left, she seems to be able to do what she has always wanted to do and live for herself without having to look forward and backward.

She has her favorite school in the United States, plus she still has cash...

After taking the anti-inflammatory injection, Fang Fei lay on the bed for a while. At dawn, she walked out of the hospital and took a taxi to the cemetery.

The suburbs of the city are extremely quiet in winter, especially in places like cemeteries. Fang Fei asked the driver to wait for her for a while, and then walked up the steps to Yang Shilin's grave.

"Mom," Fang Fei brushed away the stains on the tombstone caused by rain and snow, "I came to see you, are you okay?"

No one answered except the wind.

Fang Fei touched the photo on the tombstone with her hand and touched her mother's facial features.

She still wanted to cry, but she held it back, with a faint smile on her face: "Mom, I'm leaving to study design in the United States. I probably won't be back in the next two or three years. You must have a good time here. , I will come see you when I return from my studies."

As she said that, she leaned down again and kissed the picture of her mother on the tombstone: "Mom, goodbye."

If my mother looked at me in the sky, and if she cried, my mother would also be sad. She would turn around and leave with a smile, and only shed a few tears when she walked out of the cemetery.

On the way back in the car, she logged into the website to buy a flight ticket. There was one in six hours, and it was the last one, so she bought it immediately.

After buying it, I felt some different emotions in my heart, like reluctance and hesitation, but the ticket had been purchased and there was no turning back.

She went directly to Zhou Weiwei's house to pick up her luggage. Fortunately, all her luggage was brought back. She hugged Zhou Weiwei hard and said, "Weiwei, thank you for helping me pick up my luggage in the middle of the night."

"Have you reconciled? In fact, this is good. You have children and feelings. It is the best to get back together." Zhou Weiwei went downstairs to the hotel last night and asked Qiao Shan to pick up her luggage, thinking that Fang Fei Staying in a hotel and being approached by Fu Jingchuan, I sincerely thought that they had reconciled.

Fang Fei did not explain: "You take care of yourself, eat, sleep and work well. I have something to do and I have to leave first."

Zhou Weiwei smiled: "You said it so seriously, as if we were saying goodbye and never seeing each other again. But your face is very pale, with no color at all. Is it because you feel unwell?"

Fang Fei touched her face: "I didn't sleep all night last night, maybe it had some influence."

Zhou Weiwei clicked her tongue twice: "I understand that a little separation is better than a wedding, but you have to take it easy in the first three months so as not to hurt the child."

Fang Fei pursed her lips, and Zhou Weiwei saw it and felt that Fang Fei was shy.

Fang Fei and Zhou Weiwei waved and dragged the box to the elevator. Zhou Weiwei helped her carry it: "Why don't Fu Jingchuan come with you? If not, we should send a driver to come with you to pick up the things."

Fang Fei glanced at Zhou Weiwei's sexy V-neck pajamas: "I know you are used to wearing pajamas at home, so I asked the driver to wait downstairs. Come in quickly. It's cold outside. Don't catch a cold."

Zhou Weiwei covered her chest with her hand: "Okay, you go home quickly to catch up on your sleep. I'll see you another day."

Fang Fei's lips formed a straight line, and she smiled and waved to Zhou Weiwei.

The elevator went down to the first floor. The driver who had chartered a car for her helped her carry her luggage into the car, and then asked her where she was going.

"Airport."

When she arrived at the airport, Fang Fei first checked in her luggage, and then went to the currency exchange window to exchange some American banknotes. After a busy period, her body, which had just had a miscarriage, was already sweating profusely, panting, and her eyes were dizzy and she felt nauseated.

She quickly went to the restaurant and ordered a chicken soup rice. Halfway through the meal, the phone rang. It was Qiao Shan.

There were still three hours before the plane took off, and she had to delay the time, lest Fu Jingchuan knew that she was leaving and would stop her.

She deliberately didn't answer the phone and waited for the call to end automatically. When Qiao Shan saw that she didn't answer, he sent her a message: "Miss Fang, this is Qiao Shan. Mr. Fu asked me to come to Qinyuan to pick you up and take you to go through the transfer procedures. .”

Fang Fei went back: "Assistant Qiao, I'm a little sleepy. Can I have an afternoon?"

Qiao Shan replied: "Okay, Miss Fang, I will pick you up at two o'clock in the afternoon."

At two o'clock, she was already flying to the United States, so she said yes.

Maybe after the baby left her belly, her body became empty. She obviously had no appetite, but she quickly finished the chicken soup and rice, and she was still a little bit not full.

Thinking that she wouldn't be able to eat authentic Chinese food for years to come, she ordered another coconut chicken.

The food filled her stomach, and her heart didn't seem so empty anymore. She lined up for security check, checked in and boarded the plane. The plane flew thousands of meters high. She looked at the increasingly smaller Beijing city and said goodbye to it in her heart.

Say goodbye to everything in the past.

As for Qiao Shan, as agreed, he came to Qinyuan to pick up Fang Fei at two o'clock in the afternoon.

The doorbell rang, the phone came.

The result is that no one answers the doorbell and no one answers the phone.

Qiao Shan felt something was wrong, thought about it, and finally contacted Fu Jingchuan.