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

The smile on Fang Fei's face froze: "No, Mr. Fu, you are busy."

After that, he returned to the bedroom. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Fu Jingchuan was so impatient because she lived here.

When Fu Jingchuan asked Qiao Shan to take her to his private residence, he was worried that things would get serious and irritate Mr. Fu.

Now that she has almost recovered, the Qin family company has been sent by a team sent by Fu's headquarters to check the accounts. It is a time when Qin Zhengyu has no time to take care of herself, so Qin Zhengyu should have no time to trouble her, so it is time to leave.

She first cleaned the bedroom, and roughly calculated the medical expenses, accommodation expenses and food expenses. She went to the ATM machine at the entrance of the community to withdraw 40,000 yuan in cash, bought a white envelope, put it in it, and put it on the bedside table in the bedroom. He left with only his personal belongings.

When she went downstairs, the nanny happened to be bringing afternoon tea to her bedroom. Seeing that she looked like she was about to go out, she let her eat before going.

Fang Fei shook her head: "I have to go. Thank you aunt for taking care of me during this period. Because of you, I recovered so quickly. If there is a chance in the future, I will treat aunt to dinner."

The nanny was stunned for a moment: "It's so sudden, does Mr. Fu know?"

"He should know, but he was busy, so I didn't bother him."

Fang Fei said, waving to the nanny to say goodbye, and walked away briskly.

The nanny hesitated for a moment, but finally went to knock on Fu Jingchuan's study. When she heard Fu Jingchuan's answer, she opened the door and went in: "Jingchuan, Miss Fang has left here, did you know?"

Fu Jingchuan slowly raised his head when he heard this, and doubts slowly formed on his calm face: "Aunt Juan, when did it happen?"

"Just now."

As soon as Aunt Juan finished speaking, she heard the chair legs scraping against the ground and making a "crack" sound. The next second, a figure had already arrived at the window.

Fu Jingchuan watched her holding a cardboard box and walking outside the community without looking back.

Today's youthful and lively life is very different from the devastated appearance he received from Qin Zhengyu that night.

Looking at Fu Jingchuan's silent back, Aunt Juan couldn't help but say, "I'll call Miss Fang back."

"No," Fu Jingchuan stopped Aunt Juan who was about to leave, "If she wants to leave, just let her go."

When she was talking to Dr. Chen on the phone, her voice and smile were gentle, a tenderness she had never shown to him.

Come to think of it, I really like Dr. Chen.

Then let her go and give her freedom.

Aunt Juan looked at Fu Jingchuan's back and sighed in her heart.

Although they are master and servant, as Fu Jingchuan's nanny, she has watched him grow up since she was a child. The two of them are master and servant on the surface, but in fact they have the same affection as mother and son.

As for Aunt Juan, she could naturally tell that Fu Jingchuan had extraordinary feelings for Miss Fang.

This is the first time Fu Jingchuan has brought a girl home. Even when he is on a business trip, he calls her every day to check on her condition. Even for three meals a day, he often tells her not to cook spicy and dark-colored dishes, so as not to affect the recovery of the wound. Or leave scars.

But now that he has watched Miss Fang leave without holding her back, it seems that things have come to a end.

Aunt Juan sighed in her heart and left with the afternoon tea.

After Aunt Juan left, Fu Jingchuan stood by the window for a long time before sitting back in front of the computer.

I looked at the data for a while, but the more I looked at it, the more upset I became, so I simply closed the computer and walked out with the car keys.

When passing by Fang Fei's room, he paused for a moment, hesitated a little, and finally opened the door and went in.

The house was as tidy as if she had never been there, until he glanced at the envelope on the bedside table.