Quick wear: the paranoid God of War Xiaojiao bag she turned sweetly

Chapter 345 God's Angel Is Redemption 13
At twelve o'clock in the noon, Fu Mingyuan showed up in the ward on time with the pork rib porridge he cooked himself.

As a result, he walked in, and saw a figure that made him resentful, it was the Curtis of this world.

As soon as he changed his real appearance, he changed his hair color and eye color to that of a Chinese, and even his facial features have undergone slight changes, with less femininity and more tenderness and consideration.

Seeing Fu Mingyuan approaching, Mu Zhilu's face, which was still chatting and laughing with Curtis, instantly subsided.

Pursing his lips, he slowly lowered his eyes.

"It turns out that Mr. Fu is here."

Curtis turned to look at him, with a mocking smile in his light brown eyes.

Fu Mingyuan gritted her teeth angrily, and squeezed more and more force on the thermos bucket.

Because at this moment, the identity information about Curtis has automatically appeared in his brain.

Ke Wenji, as his name suggests, is gentle and delicate, with a cool breeze and a bright moon.

He is the neighbor brother of Mu Zhilu's childhood sweetheart, and also the gentle second boy in this world.

Gee.

Fu Mingyuan walked to the side of the hospital bed, and took out the things in his hands one by one, with a calm but gentle voice.

"I made porridge for you, eat it while it's hot."

Hearing this, Mu Zhilu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hands in the cup curled up subconsciously.

She has always known that Fu Boye is a good cook, but she has never eaten the meals he cooked by himself, because they were all specially learned for Han Shan.

Mu Zhilu's heart, which was still throbbing slightly, suddenly felt a strong disgust, especially when she smelled the alluring fragrance in the air, she immediately retched a few times.

His face suddenly turned pale, he covered his mouth and nose and turned his head away: "I don't need your hypocritical concern now, get out quickly!"

"Deer..." Curtis hurriedly poured her a glass of warm water, stroking her back with his palm to comfort her.

"Thank you, Brother Wen Ji." Mu Zhilu raised a weak smile, her pale face was almost bloodless, and she didn't even want to give Fu Mingyuan a single look.

"You'll be fine."

After finishing speaking, Curtis glanced at Fu Mingyuan triumphantly, then stood up, and stood in front of Mu Zhilu righteously.

He said to him: "Mr. Fu, you are not welcome here, please leave now."

"..." Seeing his face full of jokes, Fu Mingyuan sneered, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, straightened his back and confronted him.

"I am her husband, you are the one who should leave, Mr. Ke..."

"I know." Curtis nodded, "but you will be gone soon, so in order to avoid annoying her, please leave consciously."

"As I said, you are the one who should leave." Fu Mingyuan continued to sneer, took out his mobile phone and called his assistant to bring someone in.

Within half a minute, the assistant led several security guards into the ward.

Assistant: "President, I brought the person you want."

"Well, please go out." After Fu Mingyuan said casually and continued to serve porridge, Mu Zhilu's already pale face was extremely ugly at this moment.

Curtis' face was also a bit ugly, because he knew that the hospital was under the name of Fu Boye, and these security guards would only follow his orders.

Gritting his teeth, Curtis reached out and patted Mu Zhilu's shoulder to comfort him.

"Mr. Fu is really shameless. While he is greedy for the wild flowers outside the house, he also refuses to let go of the miserable wife at home. It still opened my eyes."

"I hope you can continue to be so arrogant!"

After the harsh words, Curtis left quickly with a dark face, and the security guards followed him out of the hospital building fearing that he would repent.

After the surroundings were completely cleared, the assistant also retreated consciously, leaving room for Fu Mingyuan and Mu Zhilu.

Fu Mingyuan's wide and thick palms gently wrapped the warm bowl, and she came to sit next to Mu Zhilu.

With a soft voice, she looked at her tenderly: "You have a bad stomach, eat the porridge first, and I'll let you handle it after eating, okay?"

"..." Mu Zhilu was taken aback for a moment, feeling annoyed and amused in the face of such a gentle woman.

In the past, she longed for Fu Boye to be so gentle to her every day and every night, but she was always treated indifferently by him.

The only time of tenderness is in Huanhaoshi's raving.

But every time when the love was deep, Fu Boye called Han Shan's name in her ear, and every time she fell from the top of the cloud back to reality.

It's so ironic.

Sucking her nose, Mu Zhilu raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, holding back the tears: "You don't need to feed me."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed the bowl and spoon from Fu Mingyuan's hand, sat there and ate without saying a word.

She was completely awake, and there was no need to hurt her body for Fu Boye.

Mu Zhilu ate one bite at a time, and after a while, she drank two bowls of warm porridge, and her stomach, which was originally aching, was finally relieved.

Wiping the corners of her mouth lightly with a piece of paper, Mu Zhilu issued the order to evict the guest again.

"I've finished eating, Mr. Fu, you can go."

"Don't go, I'll stay here with you."

Putting the tableware aside, Fu Mingyuan got up and poured her a cup of warm water, then opened the drawer, took out several boxes of medicines, opened them and handed them to her.

"The doctor said that you will be discharged from the hospital next Monday, and you won't be able to catch a cold in the past few days."

Mu Zhilu glanced at the pills, took them and took them without saying a word.

After taking the medicine, she really couldn't stand Fu Mingyuan beside her, and almost begged him to leave.

"I really don't want to see you anymore, can you please go out quickly?"

"I really don't love you anymore, can you stop appearing in front of me again?!"

Mu Zhilu tried her best to suppress the urge to cry, tears kept rolling in her eyes, her haggard face was so pale that one couldn't help but want to feel pity.

Fu Mingyuan pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time, feeling that she could no longer be stimulated, so she obediently left.

Seeing his leaving back, Mu Zhilu smiled bitterly, and the moment the door closed again, she finally couldn't help hiding under the quilt and crying.

The lost child was obtained after she begged Fu Boye for nearly half a year. She just wanted a child to comfort her wounded heart.

But in the end, because of Han Shan, he completely lost the chance to come to the world.

She had already given up Fu Boye, why did Han Shan take away her last hope!

The more Mu Zhilu cried, the more distorted his face became, as if his hand holding the quilt was going to get embedded.

Han Shan...

Fu Boye...

Mu Zhilu suddenly raised a sinister smile.

What I've been through, none of you can escape...

At the same time, Curtis, who met Fu Mingyuan downstairs in the hospital, suddenly showed an evil smile.

He said to him: "I have a piece of good news for you, the deer has already turned black, and her revenge will begin within a week~"

Fu Mingyuan: "???" Blackened?
He frowned, the phone was the novel that Curtis used as the prototype of the world, and manually found the plot about the heroine's blackening.

After reading it quickly, Fu Mingyuan's face became more and more ugly, and the way he looked at Curtis became more and more strange.

Why is his reading taste so weird...

　Don't ask why you wrote it like that, just ask if the real old Fu is still underage, he understands everything...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)