Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 126

"Grandma, if you don't want to go home first, then stay here for a while. I'll send a professional nurse to help you take care of your body."

"Okay." Grandma Fu nodded, pointing to the injury on his back, "Go, go and apply some medicine first."

Just when Fu Xiheng was about to say something, he glanced inadvertently, and saw the thin figure getting off the Land Rover parked outside the hospital gate.

An Nuan got down from Shi Chen's car, and smiled gently, "Brother, you don't have to worry about the previous incident."

She continued to hook her lips and smiled, "You are a family."

She left No. [-] Hospital this afternoon, and just after she walked out of the hospital, she received a call from Shi Chen.

Last time because of An Nuan's incident, Shi Chen hurried back from the United States, and soon went on a business trip.

Regarding the incident of Jia Fenglai beating someone in the hospital, he accidentally heard Shi Xiner talk about it when he came back yesterday.

In this regard, he took a little time today and rushed over.

A trace of stiffness flashed across Shi Chen's calm and introverted face, "Nuan Nuan, I didn't know about this time, and you were wronged."

After finishing speaking, Shi Chen raised his hand and stroked An Nuan's soft and shiny hair that fell on his shoulders under the afternoon sun.

An Nuan froze for a moment, but she didn't dodge, she just smiled with her lips drawn.

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In a black Bentley,

The noble and indifferent man closed his obsidian-like pupils, clenched his slender fingers into fists, took a breath, and said softly, "Feng Qian, take grandma up first, and then take a taxi and leave."

Feng Qian: "..."

Grandma Fu looked at her grandson in confusion.

"Grandma, be good, let's go," Fu Xiheng said with a smile on his lips.

The moment An Nuan turned around, she suddenly felt a familiar figure flash past her sight, and then, the black Bentley passed her by.

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Depth, showbiz bar.

Colorful lights pour down from the top of the head, playing on the dark brown walls with exquisite carving patterns, and the soft music floating from all directions is soothing and gentle, which sets off the very stylish atmosphere in the bar.

The young and handsome guitarist sits on a high chair on the stage with a microphone in front of him, and the orange light radiating from the stage casts a warm color on his body.

Holding a guitar in his hand, he sang "The rest of my life" to his heart's content.

Two men dressed in casual clothes sat on a booth on one side of the hall, crossing their legs lazily and enjoying the performance of the resident singer on stage.

Fu Xiheng leaned over to pour a glass of wine, Shen Mubai glanced at him, "I said, drink less wine just after you were whipped,"

"You talk so much nonsense." Fu Xiheng glanced over indifferently, and downed the glass of 90-year-old Romanee-Conti in one gulp.

Shen Mubai raised his single eyelids, and his tone was quite helpless, "I said why is your old man so stubborn? It's just like you, smelly and tough!"

"It's okay to disagree with you and Zijin at the beginning, but now we all pay attention to the freedom of love and marriage, so how can I still treat you..."

Shen Mu hadn't finished his vernacular, when he suddenly looked at the danger signal from the man's cold eyes, he immediately shut his mouth.

He lowered his head, poured himself a glass of Romanee-Conti silently, and looked up at the guitarist's performance.

Suddenly, a petite figure appeared in his line of sight.

　Life is not as you wish, I am as you wish, luck is not by your side, I am by your side.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)