Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

The heir he had worked so hard to train for so many years died of drowning, and since Fu Yuhan lost his heir, he had to pay for it himself.

"Brother Yu Han is not as weak as you think, Grandpa."

Fu Zhixi reminded her to get up from the sofa.

Although she and Fu Yuhan didn't live together, she felt that Fu Yuhan was different when she first saw him.

Unfortunately, she is his cousin and is related by blood.

If there was no blood relationship, she would have made the move long ago, so why wait for Liu Shiyao and Ye Ling to make the move.

"How weak can the blood of the Fu family be?"

The old man replied with a cold snort.

Everyone in the Fu family is a powerful person, and there is no coward. Since Fu Yuhan's surname is Fu, he can't be weak.

The weak will only be eliminated by this world, and the Fu family cannot accommodate a weak person.

Fu's future business can only be inherited by members of the Fu family, so Fu Yuhan will have to come back sooner or later.

"Yes, Grandpa is right."

Fu Zhixi agreed, her grandfather was quite stubborn in this matter, not to be outdone.

"The brat didn't want to come back when he heard that I was sick?"

the old man asked cautiously.

Recalling when he was sick when he was a child, Fu Chijue and Fu Yuhan were so worried that they even brought him medicine, why are they not in a hurry when they heard that he was sick now.

Although he used to focus on Fu Chi Jue, Fu Chi Jue had Fu Yuhan, and he was not mean to Fu Yuhan.

"not at all."

Fu Zhixi interrupted the old man's thoughts, turned and left.

Maybe Fu Yuhan was happy to hear that the old man was sick, but of course she didn't dare to say such words.

...

Ye Ling was lying on the bed yesterday and slept until dawn. When she opened her eyes, she saw a face that was close at hand. She was familiar with that face, and he could see it clearly in every place. The long eyelashes moved slightly, as if disturbed by Ye Ling's turning over.

Ye Ling stared blankly for several minutes before recalling what happened yesterday.

After she kicked Fu Yuhan out of bed yesterday, Fu Yuhan took out the quilt from the cabinet and went to sleep on the sofa...

But why ran to the bed again!
The hot air from his nostrils brushed against Ye Ling's cheeks, which seemed a little ambiguous at the moment, and the two were so close face to face, so close that Ye Ling's heart thumped.

Fu Yuhan opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him sleepily, and stretched.

This time he seemed to be sleeping soundly and peacefully.

"morning."

Fu Yuhan greeted him as if nothing had happened, Ye Ling's face turned a little cold.

"Aren't you sleeping on the sofa!"

Ye Ling rolled out of the bed as if he had seen a ghost, holding the quilt in his hand, looking vigilant.

"The sofa is too hard for me to get used to."

Fu Yuhan answered honestly, he is a dignified president who sleeps on the sofa, and it would be shameless to spread the word.

"The bed is still comfortable, soft and very comfortable to sleep on."

Fu Yuhan patted the soft bed. Although this bed was not as good as the one in his room, it was barely sleepable.

Ye Ling patted his head, not knowing what to say.

Fu Yuhan's thick skin is not something she can match.

"Wake up, the sun is warm, the sun is shining, it is a good day."

Fu Yuhan stretched his muscles and bones, and the sunlight outside shone through the glass, making it warm.

This was the most peaceful day for him to sleep in the past two weeks. If it wasn't for the little wild cat moving around on the bed, he could have slept all afternoon.

Ye Ling was wearing a coat. Today is the last day of the wedding dress construction period, and the venue has to be completed. The wedding will be in two days, and she can rest well after the work is done.

Ye Ling tidied up her clothes. She had to have a good image on the outside and not be seen as a sloppy person.

　  Ye Ling looked down at his watch, the time was just right.

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling, like an old husband and wife, the wife woke up and went to work.

Thinking about it, Fu Yuhan smiled.

"hiss."

While Fu Yuhan was daydreaming, he heard Ye Ling gasp, leaning on the wall and slowly curling up on the ground.

Fu Yuhan lifted the quilt and got up from the bed to Ye Ling's side, with a serious expression: "My stomach hurts again."

Seeing Ye Ling's pale face and distressed expression, she knew that she didn't eat well in S city these few days, which caused her stomach ache.

"I just forgot to eat breakfast."

Ye Ling argued that the first thing to do after waking up every day was to find a venue or make a wedding dress. After finishing the work, it was already noon or night, and it was too late when he remembered that he hadn't eaten.

Ye Ling's face was ugly, and his brows were wrinkled.

Who would have thought that stomach pain would come at any time.

When Ye Ling was thinking, his body was already in the air, his feet left the ground, and Fu Yuhan carried Ye Ling to the bed.

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Ling asked cautiously.

Fu Yuhan looked down at the person in his arms. Now she is not as wild as before, but she is still guarded all over her body.

"What else can I do when you are like this, of course..."

Fu Yuhan paused deliberately, and Ye Ling subconsciously covered his chest with his hands.

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling playfully like this, and originally wanted to tease her, but seeing her pale as paper, he felt distressed.

Fu Yuhan loosened it carefully, and covered Ye Ling with the quilt again.

"Lie down here first."

"No, the wedding dress is about to be finished today, I'll just take some medicine later."

Ye Ling's face changed slightly, the work can be completed today, if it drags on, it will be another day.

"The wedding is still a few days away, so there is no rush."

"You can take a little rest today. There is still plenty of time. Compared with the wedding dress, your health is more important."

　Looking at Ye Ling seriously with pitch-black eyes, Ye Ling was a little dazed, his mind blank.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Yuhan was no longer in the room, only the sound of the door closing with a bang.

Ye Ling obediently lay on the bed like a child, as if believing that Fu Yuhan would definitely come back.

In the pharmacy, Fu Yuhan bought several boxes of medicines in a hurry, and saw that there were many kinds of medicines, he swept them all away.

Knowing that Ye Ling doesn't like to take medicine and doesn't like bitter taste, he specially picked some not bitter ones.

He didn't want to see Ye Ling crying with embarrassment.

"It's all packaged up, and these too."

Fu Yuhan stared at the stomach medicine for a long time, and finally made up his mind to wrap everything up.

He had to be prepared to prepare everything for Ye Ling, so as to prevent his stomachache from falling in front of others or in the arms of other men in the future.

Thinking about it, Fu Yuhan already had a picture in his mind.

"Sir, you mean, all of these... want?"

The person in the pharmacy pointed to a row and asked a little uncertainly. The moment Fu Yuhan said she wanted it, she thought she had heard it wrong.

"Well, all."

Fu Yuhan nodded to confirm, and the pharmacist looked at him in astonishment, and confirmed again: "Sir, you...are you kidding me?"

Fu Yuhan gave a light acknowledgment and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing Fu Yuhan's serious look, the pharmacy staff was sure.

However, there are so many stomach medicines of different brands, even if you have to take a few pills a day, you may not be able to finish them until the expiration date.

"Here's your card."

The staff of the pharmacy put on the offering card with a smile on their face.

Fu Yuhan left the pharmacy carrying two large bags of gastric medicine.

In a venue, a group of people gathered under the stage and tapped their mobile phones to pat the people on the stage.

The presenter sits on a chair and holds a microphone.

Sitting in front of him were two women, one in a blue dress and the other in a pink dress, with a pink hairpin pinned to her left hair, sitting together like twins.

"Miss Ming, may I ask why you switched to Pink Magazine?"

"Miss Lin, I heard that you had a quarrel with Miss Ming before. Is this true?"

The host took questions from fans and asked the two of them.

The smile on the corner of Lin Jiayin's mouth was a bit stiff, and Ming Qingyu replied slowly with a bright smile on his face: "Because pink has a better future, people always move forward instead of standing still. I believe that in pink I have a better future."

Lin Jiayin cursed in her heart, she didn't know what Wu You was thinking, Ming Qingyu came to her on her own initiative and Wu You really signed her and gave her an advertisement shoot.

People like her should be refrigerated, and now she is being asked to shoot commercials with the Ming and Qing Yuzhuang sisters.

"Then Miss Ming's words mean that there is no prospect of development in the prosperous age? Or is it that the prospect of the prosperous age is not as good as pink?"

The host continued to ask, Ming Qingyu smiled and answered skillfully: "Of course the prosperous age is a pity it's not suitable for me."

Ming Qingyu replied euphemistically, he didn't say that the prosperous age is not good and he should not offend others.

"What about Ms. Lin? I heard that Ms. Lin had a dispute with Ms. Ming at the feast of the prosperous age before. I remember this incident was reported."

The host is embarrassed to ask, and the fans below are also very concerned about this question.

Not only Lin Jiayin's fans but also Ming Qingyu's fans came here today. If the answer is wrong, the two fans might fight each other.

"Where, Qingyu and I are good sisters. The previous incident was just a small fight. There is no overnight feud between good sisters."

Lin Jiayin imitated Ming Qingyu's appearance, holding Ming Qingyu's arm and pretending to be friendly.

Ming and Qingyu wanted to get rid of it, because there were too many people and they were afraid that it would not affect them well.

Lin Jiayin's gaze fell on a figure not far away, and she stood up abruptly from her chair.

Looking at the familiar figure, Lin Jiayin was so excited that she couldn't move her eyes away.

"Miss Lin...Miss Lin?"

Seeing Lin Jiayin standing up suddenly, the host couldn't help asking, Ming Qingyu thought Lin Jiayin had seen a ghost.

Seeing Lin Jiayin wanting to take a step forward, Ming Qingyu grabbed her hand.

"Jiayin, we are still doing activities."

Ming Qingyu reminded that following Lin Jiayin's line of sight, he saw nothing but the group of people.

Only then did Lin Jiayin come to her senses, and when she looked at that place again, there was no sign of Fu Yuhan.

Lin Jiayin took the meeting seat, and the host grinned: "Miss Lin's condition is a little bit wrong, is there something wrong?"

The host cared more because he wanted to dig some gossip from Lin Jiayin.

Lin Jiayin is also considered a public figure. There was a lot of trouble with Ye Zhen before, but there has been no movement for a while. If she can take the opportunity to dig out some information, it may increase the ratings.

"It's okay, I just saw someone I thought was an old acquaintance, I was wrong."

Lin Jiayin sat back in her seat.

She might be dazzled, how could Fu Yuhan be here in S City.

She must have missed Fu Yuhan too much and had hallucinations.

In the hotel, as soon as Fu Yuhan stepped into the waiter's sight, he never moved away.

When Fu Yuhan went back, Ye Ling obediently read the magazine and waited for him to come back. If the situation didn't allow it, he could really stand and watch Ye Ling like this all day and night.

It's rare for her to read magazines quietly, as if she is the only one around, and she can't even hear the noise.

"medicine."

Fu Yuhan put two big bags of medicine on the table, and Ye Ling looked like he saw a ghost.