The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

He was in a hurry: "Xiaobao, you can't vent your resentment towards Mu Qiaozhi on me, I'm innocent. It doesn't make sense for him to take medicine when he's sick, right?..."

"Master Qu, are you really innocent?"

He blushed, resentful, unable to tell the difference for himself.

It was not until he walked away that Fang Likun sat down in the corridor.

It was the first time she sat quietly and thought of nothing.The worry has gone away, and the whole person has become relaxed, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind.

After a while, I took out my mobile phone and saw a dozen photos sent on WeChat, all of which were from Qu Cunzi, and they were all pictures of my mother's "underground mansion".

She zoomed in on one of them, and carefully looked at the words "filial son-in-law Qu Cunzi" engraved on it-this guy is really not a gentleman, he needs to be rewarded for everything he does, just like a Shrewd businessman.No, after the mother's tomb is repaired, his name will be engraved on the stone tablet forever, just like a fait accompli.

She smiled wryly, she couldn't go back and erase Qu Cunzi's name from the stele, could she?

Moreover, this is his own credit.

It would be a lie to say that you are not moved at all. It is impossible for anyone to do so many things for you and not be moved.

At this time, she began to seriously think about the relationship between herself and Qu Cunzi—a boyfriend and a girlfriend?Mutual advantage?Half push half?

Is it really tempting for him or is it due to human factors?

She thought for a long time.

After a long while, she got up slowly, pushed open the half-covered door, and saw Qiao Zhi sitting in a wheelchair with a thick stack of documents in his hand, but obviously didn't read a word, and kept staring at the door, When he saw her, a pleasant smile appeared on his face.

Only then did she clearly realize Qu Cunzi's words, "If you don't want to hurt Qiao Zhi, then don't give him hope in the first place"——

"Likun, just now Tom called me again, he said that he will take a special plane to visit me tomorrow, and bring relevant information, let us sort out the work plan during this time..."

She slowly put her hands on his shoulders, massaging him very gently.

Familiar enjoyment, familiar temperature, familiar feel... He stopped talking, and stretched out his backhand to gently press the pair of gentle hands on his shoulders.

"Likun..."

She laughed, pushed his hand away, and took out a document bag from her bag and handed it over.

When he looked at the file bag, his face changed slightly.

It was one of his "wills," the very certificate of "inheritance" left to her.

Her tone was sincere: "Qiao Zhi, I am very grateful for your care for me all the time. When you were unconscious, I was terrified when I held this thing. Fortunately, you finally woke up, and you will recover soon. I hope that in my life Never receive this item again."

He doesn't answer.

She was still very resolute: "Qiao Zhi, I shouldn't hold this thing, and I don't need it. It is the greatest comfort to me that you can wake up."

He held the document, not clearly: she refused!

In disguise, he rejected himself.

Just like after the trip to Sweden, he clearly saw the ring she was wearing - she had made a choice a long time ago, and at this moment, it was nothing more than sticking to her attitude.

Everyone said it was a match made in heaven, but they didn't know it was just a mirror image.

His heart was pierced like a knife, he didn't know where to start that he and her had come to a dead end?