Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

Meng Qingqing had the urge to smash someone!
This bastard!

Actually playing this trick?
Believe it or not, as soon as she got annoyed, she would shake off all the things about him and Jiang Nuanyu!
Meng Qingqing thought about it, but she still gave up spinelessly.

Even if grandpa doesn't agree, so what, she secretly!
Fu Shubai by the bed kept looking at her, as if he had guessed the thoughts in her heart, and pierced through them at a glance, "Qingqing, grandpa is still here, don't even think about divorcing me behind his back, grandpa is old, Don't make trouble."

Meng Qingqing: "..."

She wants to murder her husband, okay?

Mr. Meng looked at the two of them, and suddenly couldn't help laughing. The more he watched, the more he felt that they were a match made in heaven.

After sitting for a while, the old man was about to leave, but before he left, he suddenly asked, "Uncle Bai, I heard you resigned?"

"En." Fu Shubai nodded.

Mr. Meng paused, "Send me out."

Fu Shubai helped the old man to leave, and when he walked out of the ward, the old man stopped, "Why did you resign suddenly?"

"Because of the Fu family." The old man knows the matter of Fu Shubai best, and he doesn't intend to keep it a secret.

"Oh?" Mr. Meng raised his eyebrows, but he seemed very happy, "It's fine if you resign. If you resign, come to Meng's to help your father. Anyway, it will be handed over to you and Qingqing in the future. If you and Qing You don't even want it, so what can we do, now it's all right, with your talent, it's still too wronged to be a doctor."

"Yes, I understand." Fu Shubai explained, "But I don't plan to go to Meng's."

The old man was not too surprised, just nodded, "Okay, you have your own ideas, whatever you want."

After seeing off Mr. Meng, Fu Shubai returned to the ward, only to see Meng Qingqing lying on the bed sullenly, her head almost covered by the quilt, and the candied fruit he gave was casually thrown on the ground.

He laughed silently, then bent down to pick up the candied fruit on the ground.

He walked over, put it on the table, and lifted Meng Qingqing's quilt. His voice was cold and there was a hint of warmth that was hard to detect, "Still unhappy? Pull down the quilt a little, and be careful not to suffocate."

Meng Qingqing pressed down on the quilt hard, but she didn't let him move.

Who the hell is playing tricks on grandpa?
It's not easy for her to get a divorce secretly. What if he goes to sue his grandfather again?
Seeing her like this, Fu Shubai didn't say anything, just sat down quietly and took out his mobile phone.

Meng Qingqing was bored in the quilt for a long time, until she was almost out of breath, she secretly got her head out of the quilt, and carefully peeked at the man beside her.

He was sitting sideways to her, his back was cold and aloof, tall and tall.

The profile of the face was covered with a thin layer of light, which was almost unreal, but with just one glance, it felt good to see his legs go limp.

This man really has the ability to make people see that his legs are weak.

Every time she looked at his face, Meng Qingqing felt that she was powerless.

At this time, his slightly cold voice came in a low voice, "If you want to watch it, just watch it, what are you doing secretly?"

Meng Qingqing was immediately embarrassed.

Peeking was caught on the spot, and he didn't turn around. How did he know she was watching?

But Meng Qingqing didn't ask, because she didn't want her IQ to be humiliated by some man.

She was speechless for a while, a little bored, and stopped hiding, sat up from the quilt, and said seriously: "Fu Shubai, what exactly do you want?"