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"Since she escaped death, I should visit her." Fu Xiao slowly opened the packaged dessert, spooned some sugar water into his mouth, and then narrowed his eyes comfortably, "But before that, I want Enjoy this bowl of food first."

Yang Riqing looked at her with a complicated expression, and twitched the corners of her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

"Would you like one?" Fu Xiao picked up a wine ball and handed it to her.

The contented and happy smiling face made Yang Riqing, who had no interest in sweets, hesitate a bit, and finally leaned over to take a bite.

"I'm so tired, what's there to eat?" Yang Riqing chewed a few mouthfuls, and immediately frowned.

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows, still smiling brightly: "My honey is your poison. Hey, it seems that no matter how good a friend is, there are things that cannot be shared."

"What do you mean?" Yang Riqing hated her insinuations.

"Literally." Fu Xiao smiled brightly.

Yang Riqing leaned on the back of the chair and rolled her eyes, angry and helpless.Look, this is the result of Boss Qiao's usual indulgence.

The business of the dessert shop is very good, and the line goes all the way to the side of the road, mostly girls or parents with children.

Fu Xiao looked at the playful children at the door of the shop through the car window, envy flashed in Mo Lan's eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Riqing followed her eyes curiously, and finally showed a clear expression when he saw a little kid who accidentally fell down and was picked up by his father and coaxed softly.

"It's nice to be able to act like a baby." Fu Xiao sighed.

Yang Riqing said, "You are no longer a child."

"You don't need to act like a baby even if you're a child, like when you're unhappy, when you're wronged, when you're angry, when you're sick..." Fu Xiao counted them all.

"..."

"Riqing, you can act like a baby too."

"Why should I be acting like a baby?" Yang Riqing looked at her like a monster, please don't be so startling and endless, acting like a baby is simply a word of Mars to her, and people on earth can't understand it.

Fu Xiao laughed out loud, purely amused by her expression.

"I just thought you had that need." After laughing, Fu Xiao showed a serious look.

"No need." Yang Riqing answered firmly.

"But you're very unhappy right now."

"What's the fun in being gratuitous?"

"At least it shouldn't be so troublesome for no reason." Fu Xiao raised his head and drank the last bit of sugar water, and handed her the disposable bowl, "Throw it away for me..."

Yang Riqing seemed to be used to being enslaved by her, so she took the empty bowl without hesitation and threw it out of the car window with her backhand.

"...Trash can." Fu Xiao said a little too late.

Yang Riqing said without shame: "Anyway, someone cleaned it."

The two fell silent.

After a while, Fu Xiao spoke again: "Go, take me to see Boss Qiao."

Yang Riqing started the engine silently and looked ahead.

Fu Xiao looked at the scenery on both sides of the street for a while, and the car really drove towards the hiding place he rearranged for Uncle Hao.

"Your troubles, can't you tell me?" Fu Xiao glanced at the driver who was concentrating on driving, and tried again.

Based on her understanding of Yang Riqing, if there is such a thing as a group of dragons without a leader in the gang, she must seize the opportunity to monopolize the power, vying to represent the affairs of the club, and sending someone to secretly monitor Uncle Hao's every move, and pay close attention to Boss Qiao's situation. Just in case, she will seize the opportunity to seek power and position before everyone makes trouble.

However, the anomaly is that she stays completely on the sidelines, not only rarely shows up in the club, she doesn't even put any eyeliner on Uncle Hao's side, as if she stays out of it and doesn't care.

At the beginning, he entered the club arrogantly and blatantly claimed to be the successor of Boss Qiao, and got the tacit approval of Boss Qiao. There was no reason to suddenly put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

There are issues, and, moreover, personal issues.

While driving, Yang Riqing was distracted and turned her head to look at her, and said with a smile: "If I really have troubles, I will definitely tell you."

Fu Xiaowei nodded and stopped asking.

When he was about to reach the destination, Yang Riqing slowed down the speed of the car, turned his head towards Xiao and said, "Brother Qiao didn't want to kill you in the attack yesterday, but just wanted to teach you a lesson, otherwise you wouldn't be safe and sound now." it's here."

Fu Xiao nodded with a smile on his face: "I know, I will thank her in person later, sir, for showing mercy."

"Tsk," Yang Riqing frowned, "Why don't you understand, Boss Qiao actually loves you very much, can you stop doing that?"

How is that?Fu Xiao still smiled: "I understand, I understand, Boss Qiao has treated me with great kindness and care, and I am flattered and terrified."

Yang Riqing fell silent, took a deep breath, and then let it out long.

If he was in a different place, seeing the person he cherished turned towards others, and even almost betrayed him, would he also feel strong hatred?

Yang Riqing always feels that she can understand Boss Qiao's mood. When the pain of love and hate reaches the extreme, reason will short-circuit, and it is inevitable that she will do some extreme actions.

"Are you blaming me in your heart?" After parking the car, Yang Riqing didn't rush to open the door, but looked at Fu Xiao thoughtfully, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel unconsciously.

"No blame, no blame, you just obey orders, I understand."

Fu Xiaoyue acted nonchalantly, Yang Riqing became more uneasy.

"If Boss Qiao really wanted to kill you at that time, I would have strongly opposed it and refused to obey." Yang Riqing thought for a while before explaining.

"You have deep affection for me, of course I know that." Fu Xiao nodded vigorously. She also knew that if Boss Qiao really passed away, who would be the first to jump out and force her to be buried with him.

In Yang Riqing's mind, which one is more important has long been decided, and it is a fact that is obvious to all, and it would be hypocritical to continue explaining it.

"After Boss Qiao woke up...he became a little different." Yang Riqing frowned, as if she didn't know how to express her inner feelings, "Anyway, you'll know it when you see her, maybe the horrible experience of a near-death experience will make people feel uncomfortable." Take life and death very lightly." In fact, she wanted to say "don't care", but she always felt that it was inappropriate to say so, so she changed the word again.

"Oh?" Fu Xiao just smiled and didn't say much.

Boss Qiao treats life with the same lack of respect as he treats the old guys in the club. As long as he is not reborn, Boss Qiao is still Boss Qiao, and everything changes.

Boss Qiao, who can mix Yang Riqing's admiration with awe, made Fu Xiao a little interested.

The two went up the stairs one after the other, and when they reached the door, Fu Xiao suddenly said, "That's bad."

"What?" Yang Riqing asked hurriedly.

"Forgot to buy a meeting gift."

"...Believe me, you are the meeting gift she wants most."

"When did you become so talkative?"

"When you secretly laughed at me for my speech impediment."

"...Believe me, there is no secret. When I want to laugh at people, I have always been aboveboard."

Yang Riqing glared, and was about to say something more, when the door opened from the inside.

"...Boss Yang, Miss Fu?" Uncle Hao carefully and quickly looked at the two of them through the gap, and then opened the door completely with confidence.

"Where's Boss Qiao?" Yang Riqing glanced at the living room after entering the door, and found no one, so she turned her head and asked.

"Just had breakfast, resting in the room." Uncle Hao led the two to the door of the bedroom, and explained in a low voice, "She hasn't fully recovered yet."

"Okay, we won't bother her for a long time." Yang Riqing knocked on the door as she said, and signaled Uncle Hao with her eyes to back down.

Before Uncle Hao left, he secretly glanced at Fu Xiao with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but because of Yang Riqing's presence, he couldn't speak.

Fu Xiao waved the hand hanging by his side lightly, Uncle Hao immediately understood, bowed his head and retreated to his room.

Through the door panel, there was a faint sound of "Come in", slightly hoarse, which completely coincided with the familiar voice in Fu Xiao's memory.

Yang Riqing pushed the door open, and said with a smile, "Boss Qiao, do you feel better?"

Fu Xiao followed Yang Riqing in, and the smell of disinfectant hit his face, reminiscent of a cold and dark hospital.

"Hmm." Boss Qiao only hummed a single syllable, her attention was completely attracted by the second person who walked in.

"Fu Xiao," she grinned, revealing a slightly sinister smile, "I never thought I'd see you again."

Fu Xiao walked around in front of Yang Riqing and looked straight at the person leaning on the bed.

With a pale complexion and slightly sunken cheeks, the whole person looks skeletal, but those sharp black eyes are still sharp and energetic.

"I knew it, you didn't die that easily." The corners of Fu Xiao's mouth trembled a little, and she could hardly lift it up. She tried her best to pull out a smile, which was a bit ugly.

Yang Riqing watched coldly, her tense nerves relaxed a little. Obviously, Luohua didn't intend to be ruthless, and Boss Qiao still had a certain weight in Fu Xiao's heart.

Two people, one is the boss and the other is a friend, no matter which one, she doesn't want to hurt.

The current situation is undoubtedly very happy.

Boss Qiao beckoned for Fu Xiao to approach him.

"Let me take a closer look at you."

Fu Xiao leaned close to her obediently, and raised his head to let her see enough.

"Riqing has already told me, you have to worry about the club affairs." Boss Qiao reached out and clasped Fu Xiao's chin, and slowly exerted force with his fingers, causing the two lips that were originally smiling to be deformed due to the pain. .

"I'm useless, what happened to Liang Huyue didn't come to fruition." Fu Xiao swallowed hard, his brows were obedient and innocent, and Mo Lan's eyes flashed an inexplicable grievance, which was very unbearable.

Boss Qiao let go of his hand and stared at the red fingerprints slowly emerging on her fair skin, as if admiring his carefully crafted masterpiece, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Yang Riqing was terrified as she watched from the side, fearing that Boss Qiao would suddenly go crazy and her hand would slip two inches, strangling the helpless Fu Xiao to death.

"Liang Huyue's matter was created out of nothing. If it doesn't happen, it won't happen." Boss Qiao said slowly, with a hint of deep irony in his tone.

Fu Xiao didn't dare to rub his sore chin with his hands, but lowered his head weakly, and said in a low voice, "I was wrong, I shouldn't make my own decisions."

Boss Qiao's smile suddenly deepened, but the temperature in his eyes kept dropping, so cold that people dare not look directly at him.

"It doesn't matter, in the future, I will give you the right to make your own decisions."

Fu Xiao suddenly raised his head, and the two of them looked at each other immediately, Mo Lan's eyes were clear and clear, without a trace of fear, they were calm and pure, as clean as a cloudless blue sky: "Really?"

Boss Qiao's sharp expression was a little shaken, as if he was shocked by those blue and innocent eyes, and the hatred in his heart began to melt little by little.

"You've just woken up, so you shouldn't bother yourself. Let Riqing take care of the club's affairs for now, okay?" Fu Xiao's voice was soft and sweet, full of deep concern, like a gentle breeze.

"Okay." Boss Qiao agreed straightforwardly, paused, and then said, "Uncle Hao is a man after all, I need someone who is more considerate to take care of my daily life."

Yang Riqing immediately said: "Boss, it's no problem, I'll arrange it for you right away."

"You don't need to arrange it." Boss Qiao raised his finger and pointed at Fu Xiao, his eyes were three-pointed and seven-pointed cruel, "I want her to stay."