fiery fall

Shen Ennan was stunned for a moment, raised her little face from his arms and looked at him, "Your wound..."

Fu Qianbei smiled and kissed her on the lips, "I'm just going to sleep with you in my arms. How about sleeping together?"

Shen Ennan nodded vigorously and leaned into Fu Qianbei's arms again.

The sound of his heartbeat was steady and powerful, making her feel at ease.

At 9:30 pm, Fu Qianbei set the do not disturb mode. After taking a shower, Shen Ennan climbed onto the bed and sat next to him, "Will it put pressure on your wound?"

Fu Qianbei chuckled and said: "The bed is very wide, of course not. I haven't held you to sleep in my arms for a long time."

Shen Ennan lay down obediently. Fu Qianbei could only lie down to rest because the injury was on his right back, so he lay down in the crook of Shen Ennan's shoulder, and their bodies were close together.

With the lights turned off and his vision dark, Shen Ennan couldn't help but have random thoughts.

"Husband, can the scars on my face really be removed?"

"Yes, you have to believe in today's advanced medical technology."

Shen Ennan pursed her lips, thinking of Fang Qian and the other eight victims whose faces were disfigured by Shen Anyan, and she felt inexplicably heavy.

Seeing her silence, Fu Qianbei asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking about? Why don't you speak?"

"I'm thinking about Fang Qian's victims. Although Shen Anyan has been tried by the law, the terrifying shadow left in the hearts of those people will never go away."

"And how important face is to people, especially women."

Shen Ennan can empathize with them the most now. He can think of how helpless they were at the time and how much inferiority and uneasiness their ruined appearance would bring.

In the darkness, Shen Ennan's body couldn't help but stiffen.

Fu Qianbei felt the change in her and comforted her gently: "I understand. Let Xie Li host a charity fund tomorrow to provide treatment funds for these people who have been accidentally disfigured."

"Fu Qianbei, thank you."

"Okay, don't think too much, everything will be fine."

In the darkness, Shen Ennan felt her forehead being kissed gently by Fu Qianbei, and the man's gentle voice sounded in her ears, "Go to sleep, be good."

In this gentle voice, her consciousness gradually relaxed.

After half an hour.

A man's low voice came from the dark and quiet bedroom, "Ennan?"

Fu Qianbei shouted three times, but when he heard no response from Shen Ennan, he gently turned on the weak lamp on the bedside table.

Under the soft light, he gently opened the drawer, took out a roll of silk thread from it, made a mark around Shen Ennan's middle finger, and then measured the length with the ruler.

Shen Ennan, who was sleeping, had no idea about all this.

Fu Qianbei put the silk ruler back to its original position, turned off the lamp and lay down again.

Just as he closed his eyes, he heard Shen Ennan talking in his sleep, "Will you still marry me?"

Fu Qianbei opened his eyes, and the faint moonlight filtered through the window, and he could barely see the outline of the person in his arms.

What was she dreaming about? Why did she speak in such a pitiful voice?

"Of course I will marry you."

"If my face cannot be cured and I become ugly, will you really marry me, Fu Qianbei..."

"Yes, no matter what you become, you are the only person I want to marry in this life."

The dark bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Fu Qianbei stared at her for a while. Shen Ennan said nothing else in her sleep. He kissed her lovingly on the forehead, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and diverted his anger. At this moment, a woman's miserable screams came from the prison.

In the afternoon of this day, Xie Li came to the hospital to report on matters related to the establishment of the charity fund.

Shen Ennan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Fu Qianbei to work so efficiently.

With the support of the Ruisheng Group Charitable Foundation, the other eight victims who were disfigured by Shen Anyan are guaranteed treatment. Although there is no guarantee that the subsequent treatment will restore their appearance, there is finally hope and new ideas. of dawn.

Although Shen Ennan is also very concerned about the scars on his face, the filming of "Red" cannot be delayed.

So, early on Monday morning, Shen Ennan went back to work on the set wearing a mask.

After focusing on work and getting busy, Shen Ennan's anxiety subsided a little, but except for taking medicine, she still refused to look in the mirror and look at her face.

Another week has passed, the hospital.

Doctor Chen examined Fu Qianbei's wound and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, the wound on your back has basically healed. As long as you don't do too much exciting exercise, the wound will not open."

Fu Qianbei asked: "Can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Dr. Chen: "In principle, we need to stay in the hospital for observation for two days..."

Fu Qianbei told Jiang Yan, who was standing aside, "Go and complete the discharge procedures."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, nodded, took the order and left, "Yes, boss."

after an hour.

Hospital parking lot.

Jiang Yan opened the back seat door and Fu Qianbei calmly sat in.

After closing the door, Jiang Yan got into the driver's seat and fastened his seat belt, "Boss, should we go back to Shaohua Mansion or go directly to the company?"

As the new year approaches, the company is extremely busy.

Although Fu Qianbei was hospitalized during this period, he still had to deal with a lot of important work every day. But even so, there were still piles of documents in the office waiting for Fu Qianbei to review and sign.

Fu Qianbei looked down at his phone and sent an address to Jiang Yan, "Go directly here."

Jiang Yan's cell phone rang. After seeing the address, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay, boss."

Half an hour later, the car parked downstairs of a high-end office building, with a billboard advertising "Beloved" customized diamond rings.

Jiang Yan followed Fu Qianbei, thinking that the first thing his boss would do after being discharged from the hospital was not to go home to rest or deal with work, but to customize a diamond ring?

It can be seen how important the wife is in the boss's heart.

"Mr. Fu, please come inside."

Entering the hall, a Western beauty with a three-dimensional silhouette walked out and spoke fluent Chinese, "I am Moxi, the chief designer of Beloved, and the classroom is over here."

Fu Qianbei walked into the classroom, and a woman was already sitting on the model table on the left.

Hearing the footsteps, the woman raised her head. She had a small square face as big as a palm, with deep features and two eyes like a blue ocean. She had a very standard appearance of a Western beauty.

Fu Qianbei's dark eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Moxi took two steps forward and took the initiative to explain: "There is something wrong with the heating in the classroom next door, so you two can only be in the same classroom."

When the woman on the model table saw Fu Qianbei, a hint of surprise flashed through her blue eyes. She stepped forward and looked at him: "Are you President Fu of Ruisheng Group, the man my father likes?"

The woman's Chinese proficiency was average, and she seemed to have discovered the problem. She waved her hand and added, "I mean, my father likes the man I married?"

Fu Qianbei's eyes were indifferent and he greeted him coldly and politely, "Hello, Miss Hull, Fu Qianbei."

Hel Nerida frowned slightly and looked at him in confusion: "Why are you here?"