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  Han Xiaoye was hospitalized for three days.

   In the past three days, Fu Zhiyan stopped almost all his work and stayed at the hospital. He helped her keep an eye on the drip, help her get medicine, help her pour water and cut fruit. However, Han Xiaoye didn't feel extremely happy at all, she felt terrified. In other words, it is like a sheep seeing a lion with fodder in its mouth every day.

   And, forget about it, Qin Fang came to the ward to see her every day, and looked at her like studying alien creatures, looking at her for a while, and at the cold Fu Zhiyan for a while.

   That look, every time Han Xiaoye sees it, he can't wait to pull his collar over so that he has something to say and a fart.

   But how dare she? She just moved, and Fu Zhiyan had to recheck whether the infusion needle had punctured the blood vessel.

   In this weird atmosphere, it was difficult to survive until Friday. The doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department reassured her that there was no problem, and Fu Zhiyan went through the discharge procedures.

   As soon as he got back to the villa, Han Xiaoye couldn't wait to throw himself on her bed, but before he could throw himself on her, the back collar was already lifted.

  Fu Zhiyan pulled to the next room, turned on the heater in the bathroom, turned on the water and tested the water temperature, and helped her unbutton her without saying a word.

   He has been like this for the past few days, and Han Xiaoye couldn't help scratching his head and calling out, "Little uncle."

   "Yes." The hand that unbuttoned her didn't stop, it looked like it was made of jade under the soft light, very beautiful.

  Han Xiaoye was choked by his unwavering tone. It felt like he wanted to go to the toilet on the highway - he was panicking! She was heartbroken, and said what she had been wanting to ask for the past few days, "Little uncle, are you still angry with me?"

   "Why am I mad at you?" Fu Zhiyan asked back, helping her take off her coat and wrap it in a blanket to avoid catching a cold. His hand went down, and he naturally wanted to take off her pants.

   Before I could touch it, the short-haired girl bounced off immediately, her ears were red and she stammered, "I'll do it myself."

   She took off her trousers in three strokes, revealing two bare straight legs. Uncomfortably, he stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and pulled down the blanket wrapped around him, trying to cover his thighs as much as possible. He continued, "I didn't listen to you and ate the water chestnut."

   "Yes." Cold and emotionless!

  Han Xiaoye didn't want to see his appearance in an ancient well, which would make her feel unable to grasp and guess. Gritting her teeth, she nibbled on his thin lips, biting hard, and seeing him frown invisibly, there was another look on that beautiful face, which made her feel more comfortable. He ate his mouth again, frankly, "I'm also angry, I'm jealous."

   Jealous is jealous, so she won't drink her old vinegar upside down and pretend to be generous.

   He is too tall, and his neck hurts when he speaks with his head up. Han Xiaoye stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around his neck, yanked him in front of him, and pouted his mouth, "I don't like Mo Xingxing, and I don't like the way you get along with her, that feeling Anyway, it seems that the tacit understanding between you is seamless, and I can't get in. Little uncle, it's not that I don't believe in you, I just don't believe in myself. You see, I'm going to break my legs chasing you, okay? It's easy to catch up, but I haven't made a warm-up yet. Then the arrogant first love is back, and I feel so uncomfortable. Besides, isn't that sentence right? How many friends are hooligans, and how many first loves go to- House."

   She told the little darkness in her heart and her thoughts in one breath, and she felt much more comfortable, and the stone that had been pressing on her heart was also removed.

  Fu Zhiyan pulled her away, expressionless, "Do you know?"

"what?"

   "You haven't showered for three days."

   Before waiting for the sluggish person to come back to his senses, he carried her to the bathroom door, opened the door, "Go take a bath, and accompany me to an activity later."

  …

   The event that Fu Zhiyan mentioned was a charity banquet led by the Rui Municipal Government.

   As the performance appraisal approached, the banquet this time was very crowded, and basically everyone with the most respect was invited. In order to increase its influence, in addition to inviting a lot of entrepreneurs, it also invited a lot of popular stars to help out.

  The media from all over the country arrived in Ruishi one day in advance, and set up long guns and short cannons early that day to surround the 200-meter red carpet.

  The first three rows were crowded with reporters, and the fans at the back who heard that the idols were coming and spontaneously cheered. The propaganda department responsible for the dinner dispatched 200 security guards to maintain order on the scene. Only barely used the human wall to stop the crazy fans who wanted to come forward.

   Dinner starts at 8:00.

   From 7:30, people came one after another, but most of them were small characters. At 7:50, some popular star idols who were invited to participate, dressed in Chinese clothes, walked onto the red carpet amid the overwhelming screams of fans.

Holding Han Junqing's hand, Han Bao'er walked across the red carpet. Out of the corner of her eyes, she swept across the radiant female star beside her. When greeting fans in the spotlight, she sneered sarcastically, "A person who is scratching his head and making a pose is a thing that can't be on the table! "

Han Junqing hurriedly covered her mouth and looked around to make sure no one heard her, so she calmed down and lowered her voice, "Bao'er, can you calm down a little bit? Dad finally agreed to let you out, but you think again. Can't it be shut down?"

Speaking of this, Han Baoer got angry and shook his arm complainingly, "If you didn't want to help me, would I be blocked at the door of the company and make a fool of myself? If I don't make a fool of myself, can Dad know? Are you? Would you be comfortable watching me being driven to death?"

   "You're unreasonable!" Han Junqing said with a sullen face, she didn't want to care about her anymore, she opened her legs and walked straight forward.

  Han Baoer stomped his feet and chased after him. She has to be with Han Junqing today, otherwise she won't have a chance to get close to Han Xiaoye later. If you can't get close to Han Xiaoye, you can't get close to that man.

  7:55, the atmosphere of the red carpet reached its peak.

   Several of the most popular little fresh meat collectively went on the red carpet, and the screams of various fans were about to overturn the sky.

   However, it all came to an abrupt end when a red Bugatti opened the door-

The man walking on flip-flops was as lazy as ever, the crow-ink-colored military suit looked like he was alive, with slightly curly black hair, straight long legs, and those pair of unpleasant, but flirtatious ones. The soul-stirring peach eyes are clearly a walking hormone!

   "Quan Ronglian!"

   "It's Quan Ronglian!"

   It's not just the media who are crazy, the spotlight is flashing. Even the fans went crazy, the overwhelming voices were calling the same name!