This is Wen Qianzui's favorite breakfast.

Sure enough, Wen Qian's eyes lit up in an instant, and it was Fu Yicheng who understood her: "Mom, Aunt Ning, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, I'll just eat what Yicheng brought."

Shen Qing and Ning Wenru looked at each other, as if they could hear their own heartbroken voice.

"Aren't you going to work?" He had already occupied Wen Qian's time all night, and now she and Shen Qing wanted to be alone with Wen Qian, but Fu Yicheng stirred up the soup that he brought into their stomachs.

"Aunt Ning, wouldn't it be good for Yicheng to stay a little longer?" They can get along more.

Wen Qian didn't know that her position in Ning Wenru's heart surpassed that of Fu Yicheng.

"Leave after eating." Fu Yicheng replied without any warmth, she didn't want to see him, he just came when he left.

After Fu Yicheng left, Shen Qing and Ning Wenru's enthusiasm Wen Qian couldn't help it: "Mom, Aunt Ning, I'm really fine, I can be discharged from the hospital this afternoon, you don't need to accompany me like this." The main reason is that they are here in the ward It's not quiet anymore.

She could have gone back in the morning, but Fu Yicheng wanted her to stay in the hospital for a longer period of observation.

"We've only been here for a long time, so we're in a hurry to drive us away." Shen Qing said reproachfully, but he didn't mean to blame, but he was a little disappointed.

not long?After talking all morning, she was tired of hearing what they didn't say. Do women become like this at this age?

Wen Qian felt even more depressed when she thought that she would become like this in the future.

"I still have to visit a friend. If you don't go back, I'll ask the cook to bring you dinner at noon."

"Hey..." Shen Qing wanted to call Wen Qian to stop, but couldn't think of a reason for a while, watching Wen Qian's figure getting smaller and smaller until she couldn't see it.

"Am I right?" Ning Wenru asked worriedly.

"No, could it be that Sissy thought we were too wordy?"

Sure enough, knowing a daughter is better than a mother.

Wen Qian took the elevator down to the floor, and looked for Mei Nian's ward according to the order of the room numbers, because she was a pregnant woman, and when she walked through the corridor, other patients would let her go leisurely, and Wen Qian would nod and smile in return.

The bodyguard left behind by Fu Yicheng followed her not far away.

It was only at the end that I saw Mei Nian's ward. I knew she had come down the other stairs and went the wrong way.

She knocked lightly on the door, and Wen Qian opened the door only after receiving a sound of promise.

When Mei Nian saw her, she was surprised: "Why are you here?"

She didn't know that Wen Qian was hospitalized because of a stomachache.

Wen Qian walked lightly, because the doctor was doing rehabilitation in front of Mei Nian's leg at the moment.

Mei Nian's legs were hung high, but she enjoyed the posture and didn't see any pain.

"I'm coming to see you."

"See if I'm going to wear a hospital gown?" Mei Nian held Wen Qian's hand in disbelief.

Director Chen and Wen Qian nodded, their eyes stayed on for a moment and then returned to Mei Nian's feet, watching nervously.

Wen Qian scratched her forehead embarrassingly: "I had a fetal movement yesterday, and I was escorted to the hospital by Fu Yicheng."

Helpless and happy smile.

Mei Nian could smell the sour smell in the air.

"Fetal movement?" Mei Nian nervously observed Wen Qian's stomach subconsciously.

"It's all right now, otherwise can I still come down to see you?"

Mei Nian was amused by Wen Qian's brisk tone, but she screamed before her smile showed, "Ah."

It turned out that the doctor was rubbing everywhere, Mei Nian was unprepared and yelled out.

Director Chen immediately said nervously, "Take it easy, doctor."

The doctor gave Director Chen a dissatisfied look: "The recovery will be slower if you take it easy." He also knew that Mei Nian was an actor, so naturally he used the fastest way to recover.

Mei Nian has been lying on the bed for so long, her muscles are stiff, so it will naturally hurt.

Mei Nian bit her lip: "It's okay, just press it." She was ready now and could bear it.

Afraid of hurting Wen Qian, she let go of Wen Qian's hand, and instead held onto the bed sheet, fine sweat flowed from her forehead.

Wen Qian looked terrified: "What if we use traditional Chinese medicine?"

"The recovery from Chinese medicine is similar to that of my massage, but Chinese medicine requires acupuncture. If you don't want to leave scars, you have to spend a lot of time on maintenance."

"Okay." Wen Qian gave up the idea of ​​letting Meng Xiaoran watch.

"Is there any way to relieve the pain? There is no need to worry about rehabilitation."

Mei Nian sighed: "Why don't you worry, the director has urged me to go back to filming several times." It's better for Wen Qian, who doesn't have to suffer from this bowl of food.

Both she and Mei Nian understood the director's mood. He was anxious to pay the other contracted actors a little more after a day's delay.

"No matter what, you have to wait until your leg is healed, otherwise your leg will be useless if you hurt it a second time."

"I know, I won't be brave." Mei Nian cast a shy glance at Director Chen, even if she tried to be brave, Director Chen would not agree.

"If it doesn't work, I'll go to the director and tell him, anyway, I'm his half-wife." The investor is Fu Yicheng, isn't she half-wife?

"No, I'll be able to go to the ground after a while of recuperation, and then I can discuss with the director about filming first." Mei Nian made her own plans.

Wen Qian didn't say any more, and asked Mei to read a few words before going back to her ward.

Wan Qiqi absconded alone, and she was definitely not alone if she escaped with a friend Fu Yicheng knew, so Chu Feng called Fu Yicheng.

"This woman is not simple, you have to be careful."

He checked this woman's background, she was only Wan's daughter, and Father Wan was definitely not involved in this matter, there must be someone behind her.

"You're too nervous." Fu Yicheng didn't take Wan Qiqi seriously.

"She hacked the surveillance and left the country while being wanted. You said I was too nervous?" He knew that Fu Yicheng had other means, but as a brother, he still had to remind him.

Fu Yicheng's expression was serious: "I see."

After Wan Qiqi fled, her promise to Mr. Gao Ya was gone, and Mr. Gao Ya took the opportunity to take Gao's father to hide even deeper.

Father Gao stared at the ugly appearance of the stroke and asked Gao Yajun to clean himself up: "Where are we going?" After living for most of his life, now he has become a disabled person who cannot take care of himself. Gao Yajun is such a sensible daughter.

"I want to take you abroad, let's start over and live our lives well." Mr. Gao Ya fell from the clouds to the mud, seeing all the warmth and coldness of human beings, and dared not gamble anymore.

"Why do you want to go abroad? Isn't it good to be in China?"

"Only by going abroad can I escape from those people's concern." Although she told Wan Qiqi the secret, she is not the only one who wants this trick in City J. Only by going abroad can she stay away from this invisible vortex.

"It's our house." Gao's father felt reluctant to part with the house he had lived in for less than a week.

"Don't worry, I will make your life better." Gao Yajun swore secretly in his heart.

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