After I fell in love with the boss, I became popular all over the Internet

From an outsider's point of view, Fu Xiaozhu's temperament has changed a lot these days. He is waiting in front of the hospital bed like a filial son and grandson, taking care of Chu Qing almost every step of the way.

Not to mention wiping hands and faces, even things like changing the urine bag have never been done by others, and the subordinates are spreading the word that Fu Dong has met his destined true love.

Is it true love?

As a bystander of all this, Yi Yan always stood outside the door and looked at the scene in the ward, always feeling sad.

There was always a moment when he hoped that Chu Qing on the hospital bed would not wake up, otherwise this farce involving the three major families in Haicheng would have another twist.

In fact, even Fu Xiaozhu didn't know that he still had such a gentle side. According to the doctor, he put some picture books on his knees and read them to Chu Ting, who was in a coma, in an attempt to stimulate his ego in this way. Consciousness, "Qingqing, I will tell you a fairy tale today..."

In his hand is Andersen's fairy tale book, turning the pages of the book with one hand, and propping his forehead with the slender fingers of the other hand, the dim warm light falling on his face, unexpectedly makes the time look a bit peaceful, " It's cold, it's snowing, and it's getting dark again. It's the last day of the year—New Year's Eve. In such a cold winter month, the night is almost frozen...."

"The Little Match Girl" is well-known and familiar to everyone, but such a fairy tale never appeared in Fu Xiaozhu's childhood. He just read a few sentences, then put down the fairy tale book in his hand with a sneer, and clicked twice, "It's so stupid..."

Probably this kind of story made him feel fresh. At this moment, countless plans to sell the matches were circling in his mind. Knocking on the door, you have to sell the matches, how can you wait to die in the wind and snow for nothing, such a book is simply misleading people..."

He had just put down the book when he suddenly met a pair of eyes that opened at some point.

Chu Qing's pupils were black and deep, like a bottomless sea, and he didn't know how long he just stared at Fu Xiaozhu.

"You..." Fu Xiaozhu was slightly taken aback, but in the next second his violent temper began to rise again, and he couldn't help but sneer, "Look at me with such eyes? Why, don't you want to see me?"

However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Fu Xiaozhu immediately began to regret that Chu Qing was still seriously injured, and the doctor urged him not to let him get emotional, otherwise the blood clots in the blood vessels in his brain would be triggered at any time. A stroke took his life.

Fu Xiaozhu's expression suddenly became stiff, and he wanted to smile kindly but couldn't. He held back for a while before finally saying, "...I, I'm joking."

"Is there anything uncomfortable about your body?" He began to be courteous again, reaching out to ring the call bell, "I'll call the doctor, and I'll check you again..."

Chu Qing's voice was hoarse like iron scraping, "Fu Xiaozhu..."

Fu Xiaozhu's eyes couldn't help but darken, his mechanical kindness really couldn't withstand any blows, if Chu Qing scolded him at this time, the hospital bed might be overturned on the spot.

Clinker, Chu Qing just stared at him for two or three seconds, closed his eyes again, and let out a long sigh, "... Forget it."

It is really impossible to guess what this "forget it" means, but there is a lumpy feeling in Fu Xiaozhu's heart from the beginning to the end.

He pressed the call bell, and a team of doctors immediately filed in, surrounding Chu Qing for examination.

After the injection of stability, Chu Qing fell into a coma again. His porcelain-white nape showed a fragile and delicate arc under the light, which made people love it.

When Fu Xiaozhu came to his senses, his hand was stroking Chu Qing's cheek. The delicate and smooth skin seemed to sink his fingers into it. He sighed and said, probably before he woke up, " Chu Qing, do you love me..."

"For you... I am willing to change anything..."

I don't know whether standing under the dangerous wall and having to recognize the form, or whether Chu Qing has given up struggling and accepted his fate. In short, after waking up, he has become less resistant to Fu Xiaozhu.

Occasionally, when Fu Xiaozhu approached him to talk, he could also open his mouth for a few words. Fu Xiaozhu added clothes to him, and he could also say thank you, but it was just such a trickle, I don’t know how much encouragement Fu Xiaozhu had given him. He was even more attentive to Chu Qing.

It's approaching the end of the new year, and all major companies seem to be running at full capacity, wanting to add a final touch to this year's performance in the deep winter, even Fu Xiaozhu has a drinking situation that can't be avoided, but now he is There is an excuse to stop drinking.

No matter who came to persuade him to drink, all he had to do was say, "Madam won't let me."

Just like a ban, it can keep those big bosses away.

After all, the whole Haicheng knows who Fu Xiaozhu's wife is now.

After a night of drinking, Fu Xiaozhu spun around for half a month, and his energy was a bit low. When he came out, he was a little deep and shallow, and Yi Yan followed closely with his coat and attached to him. In his ear, "Director Fu, seven more calls came from the old house today. The old lady asks you to go back."

"No." Fu Xiaozhu waved his hand in annoyance, "Don't answer the phone again."

"This..." Yi Yan's eyes were full of embarrassment, but he was really helpless, "The last call was made by the old lady herself, and I gave you the final notice. If you don't show up again on New Year's Eve, you will be ..."

This sentence ignited Fu Xiaozhu's anger almost instantly, his expression looked like he was grinding his teeth and sucking blood, as if he wanted to eat people, "Tsk."

However, this anger didn't last long. When he arrived at the annex, he opened the door and was immediately enveloped by a warm and full atmosphere. Invisible hands smoothed the wrinkles in his heart.

Fu Xiaozhu walked into the kitchen and saw the casserole simmering on the stove, and couldn't help being overjoyed.

Immediately afterwards, he walked into the bedroom lightly, and saw Chu Qing curled up on the recliner under a blanket, with an idle book spread out in his hands, his sleeping appearance was quiet and beautiful, and one couldn't help but want to touch him Porcelain white skin.

Fu Xiaozhu loves it as much as owning a doll, she stepped forward and embraced him, and when she wanted to lean forward to kiss him twice, Chu Qing opened her eyes without warning, and then pushed him away with half a palm. Distance, "It stinks too much."

"Qingqing..." Fu Xiaozhu was in an unprecedentedly good mood. He stroked Chu Qing's palm, thinking that maybe it meant getting married, "Are you waiting for me?"

"Yeah." Chu Qing was expressionless, "The weather forecast says heavy snow tonight."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to avoid something, pushed Fu Xiaozhu away and stood up, "I'm going to serve the soup."

Having been in a high position for so many years, it's not that Fu Xiaozhu has never been waited at the door, and it's not that he hasn't had soup. The most important thing is that all of these are from Chu Qing's hands.

To be submissive, Fu Xiaozhu felt a sense of joy in his mind, he finally tamed Chu Qing.

In the kitchen, Chu Qing was holding a cooking knife in his hand, and was carefully chopping chopped green onions, every movement seemed to be picked out of a textbook.

I don't know how many times I cut, the cooking knife stopped suddenly, just because Fu Xiaozhu was saying behind me, "It will be the New Year's Eve soon, since you are married to me now, you naturally want to go home with me ..."

"Fu Xiaozhu." Chu Qing said in a rather cold voice, "Tomorrow my father will be discharged from the hospital."

Fu Xiaozhu was suddenly interrupted, and he still didn't hear clearly, "...what?"

"Tomorrow." Chu Qing put down the cooking knife in his hand, as if there was a hard lump in his lungs, "My father will be officially discharged from the hospital as the first cured case in China."

Fu Xiaozhu frowned, "So..."

"I want to see him." Chu Qing said the next words unhurriedly, "If you want to take me back to your 'home' safely."

At that moment, Fu Xiaozhu's heart muscle felt as if he was hanged. Looking at the chicken soup that Chu Qingduan brought to him, he no longer felt delicious, and scarlet color appeared in his eyes again, "Are you talking to me?" condition?"

Chu Qing didn't say anything, just looked at him quite calmly.

The good mood was ruined in an instant, Fu Xiaozhu wished to crush him to death directly, pointing at the soup cup in front of him, unable to suppress his anger at all, "The reason why you tormented me so much at night is because your father is going to be discharged from the hospital?"

Chu Qing was still expressionless, and after a pause, he said, "I thought this is what your lover should do."

"What do you mean?" Fu Xiaozhu frowned deeply, "Please me? Get what you want from me?"

His heart seemed to be burning with such an unknown fire, and his rage made him grab the soup cup in front of him and smash it on the ground, "You think I got the license from you to make you a fucking lover! The reason why I rushed to be courteous to you is to let you slap me in the face like this——!"

As if he lost his mind, he smashed everything he saw, and his heart was filled with not only rage but also unspeakable grievances. It turned out that this period of time was all his mother's self-conceit, and he, Fu Xiaozhu, was his mother's The biggest idiot in the world.

But when he looked up and saw Chu Qing's pale lips, the movement of smashing things suddenly stopped, and the doctor's words that Chu Qing must not be emotional anymore flashed through his mind.

But now Chu Qing didn't do anything, just standing there made people think of the desolate fallen leaves, as if even a gust of wind could blow him into the sky.

"Qingqing..." Fu Xiaozhu began to regret again at this time, "I'm sorry, I..."

Chu Qing's face was already pale enough, and he even looked a little creepy, but Fu Xiaozhu had just smashed a pot of boiling chicken soup, and it was not in vain, and it was all on his feet, and it was hot and red at the moment.

Fu Xiaozhu just watched the pus-yellow blisters gradually grow from the red and swollen place, and all the voices were stuck in the throat.

I don't know how long the two sides were silent, Chu Qing slowly squatted down, and picked up the broken porcelain pieces in the messy soup.

This annex has no servants, no internet, and even no mobile phone, because Fu Xiaozhu is afraid that the outside world will contact him. When he is bored, Chu Qing only does housework, fiddles with the kitchen, and reads newspapers.

He read the news in the newspaper that Chu Yangqiu was about to be discharged as the first cured case in China.

"Don't pick it up..." Seeing Chu Qing's silent lamb, Fu Xiaozhu felt uncomfortable in every possible way, went forward and grabbed his wrist, and then roared uncontrollably, "I'm fucking Tell you not to pick it up, do you hear me!"

Chu Qing raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were empty, which made Fu Xiaozhu even more uncomfortable. He used to hate this little thing with thorns all over his body, but now he is obedient, but it makes him even worse. comfortable.

"Okay, okay." Fu Xiaozhu really couldn't tell what was wrong, irritable and irritable, "I'll let you see your father tomorrow, that's fine!"

He directly hugged Chu Qing onto the sofa. As the dignified chairman, he condescended to clean up the mess all over the place, and muttered, "I really married an ancestor and went home..."

However, he is not good at such housework after all. No matter how many times he drags it, the tiles are still greasy and slippery when stepped on. At this time, not keeping a servant for this house is simply torturing himself.

He, Fu Xiaozhu, was killing all directions in the shopping mall, but at this moment he was furious because of chores in the kitchen, which might make people laugh when he said it.

I don't know how late it was, but Fu Xiaozhu remembered the burn on Chu Qing's instep again, and walked out with the medicine box, and saw that Chu Qing was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

The blunt pain came to his heart again. Looking at the thin Chu Qing in front of him, Fu Xiaozhu felt as if a blunt knife was cutting his flesh, and no matter how he fought back against the assailant, his fists could only hit him. on cotton.

"Damn it..." He knelt down to break the blisters for Chu Qing, handled the burn lightly, and couldn't help cursing secretly, "cao..."

I am really rushing to commit crimes.

After waking up, Chu Qing didn't respond to the gauze on her instep. Fu Xiaozhu glanced over it several times, and even coughed to hint, but she didn't hear him thank you or be courteous.

When eating breakfast, Fu Xiaozhu finally lost control and dropped the knife and fork in his hand, "Did you say something less?"

Chu Qing was drinking porridge. Hearing this, he looked at him, then nodded slightly, "Thank you."

Oh, it's not that I don't know what to say, it's that I don't want to say it.

Fu Xiaozhu's chest was smoldering like a pressure cooker, and he couldn't help but feel short of breath, just about to start swearing, but suddenly stopped.

He said sullenly, "I'll drive you to the hospital later, but don't think about getting out of the car, you can only take a look from a distance in the car..."

After waiting for a long while and not hearing anything, Fu Xiaozhu became unhappy again, "Can you fucking say something?"

"Fu Xiaozhu." Chu Qing only raised his eyebrows at this time, as if he had no strength, "I'm very uncomfortable."

All of Fu Xiaozhu's voice was stuck in his throat, and after a long time, he just swallowed it down.

"Okay, okay." He said impatiently, "Let you get out of the car, that's fine!"

It always seems to be like this, and it seems like it can only be like this. He compromises, he tolerates, and he regresses.

Fu Xiaozhu's heart felt unprecedentedly angry, as if swallowing a thousand needles alive, all internal organs felt uncomfortable.

He continued to condescend to be Chu Qing's personal driver. After all, he seemed worried about letting anyone follow him on his trip to the hospital.

For a moment, he wondered, what the hell are he doing now?

Driving the car into the parking lot, Fu Xiaozhu unlocked the car, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and wanted to put one in his mouth.

However, at this time, he heard the click of the car door opening. Chu Qing probably couldn't wait for this cigarette, so he got out of the car first.

Fu Xiaozhu raised his head and looked at the gate of the hospital. A thin middle-aged man who had obviously been bedridden for many years came out slowly surrounded by a group of medical staff. There were already reporters and media waiting outside for a long time.

The moment he saw Chu Yangqiu, Chu Qing's entire world was reduced to ashes, and only Chu Yangqiu's mottled temples and his scrawny figure remained in his pupils.

I don't know why, but with tears in his eyes...he only felt indebted.

After waking up, three full years have passed, and even the world has been turned upside down. Such an experience probably does not happen to ordinary people.

It seems that Chu Yangqiu hasn't adapted to his social status yet. Standing at the gate of the hospital, he is like an untimely savage, bewildered, lost and bewildered in front of a group of people...

"Mr. Chu, can you talk about it..." The reporter put the microphone to his mouth, "To your son Chu Qing..."

However, before the words were finished, Chuzhou took the first step, snatched the microphone from the reporter's hand, and roared, "He's dead! Don't ask me what you got!"

Not far away, Chu Qing's steps forward suddenly stopped in place.

His heart cooled down like an exploding firework, and he couldn't even feel the beating frequency. He was stunned for less than a second, then he suddenly turned his head and left.

But at this moment, Chu Yangqiu's dim eyes suddenly caught sight of a retrograde figure among the crowd in the distance, and his whole body became agitated, and even his language function, which had not yet fully recovered, became disordered. "Ah...uh..."

Chu Qing left too fast and in a hurry, because the tears on his face were too violent, and he didn't want anyone to see the embarrassment at this moment.

And Chu Yangqiu was too impatient, he broke free from Chuzhou's support, broke through the encirclement of reporters and media, and staggered to catch up.

Fu Xiaozhu got down from the driving seat at this time, and saw Chu Qing walking back with his head bowed all the way, he couldn't help but sneered, "Oh, I know how bad the low temperature is..."

He took off the coat on his body and strode up to meet him, wanting to embrace the thinly dressed Chu Qing in his arms.

Chu Qing looked distraught, and stepped onto the road without even looking at the traffic lights.

And at this moment, Fu Xiaozhu caught a glimpse of a car full of goods rushing towards him with a side wheel, and his reaction was even faster than the screeching sound of brake friction. He rushed forward and grabbed Chu Qing's wrist. , pulling him hard towards him——

After Chu Qing was pulled so hard, it seemed that his soul returned to his place, but at this moment, there was a loud crash of cargo collapsing behind him!