Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Qin Youlan punched the steering wheel and made a high-pitched horn.

He stared at Mu Qianqian, only to see her resolute back.

In fact, he didn't like her much.

Just because Mu Qianqian liked him before, pursued him, and was infatuated with him.

He enjoyed her liking, now that she doesn't like him, he feels his toys have been looted.

It must be so!

Just a toy.

Qin Youlan gritted her teeth and drove away.

Mu Qianqian walked for a long time before she took a taxi. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when she arrived at Fenghua.

She knocked on the door of Fu Yuhuang's room, but no one paid him any attention.

She called Fu Yuhuang.

Fu Yuhuang did not answer.

She called Butler Lin again, but Butler Lin didn't answer.

She was so worried about Fu Yuhuang's injury that she sat at Fu Yuhuang's door helplessly.

Sent for a while.

correct.

Fu Qikai is Fu Yuhuang's younger brother.

He must know where Fu Yuhuang is, and how is it now?

Mu Qianqian immediately flipped out her phone and called Fu Qikai.

Fu Qikai answered.

"Fu Qikai, do you know where your brother is?" Mu Qianqian asked anxiously.

"You called me, not to ask what time my flight is tomorrow, but to ask me where other men are. Do you think it's appropriate?" Fu Qikai replied coldly, unable to hide the loss in his tone.

"Your brother is injured. Butler Lin said he was seriously injured. I want to know how he is doing now?" Mu Qianqian's voice was choked up.

Fu Qikai didn't want to see her cry for other men and was upset, so he hung up the phone.

Mu Qianqian's heart sank for a while, and she sank.

She seems to have lost all ways to contact Fu Yuhuang.

The feeling of not being able to find him was driving her crazy.

If Fu Yuhuang dies, what will she do in the future?

She never saw him again.

If he died alone, he would be alone.

Thinking of this, a heavy rock was pressing on her heart, squeezing the water into tears, and she cried uncontrollably.

Think about it.

She thought of Song Yi, and with the last bit of hope, she called, "Doctor Song, do you know where to find Fu Yuhuang? He is injured, and I can't find him anywhere."

"Why are you looking for Fu Yuhuang? Have you forgotten the conditions attached to your grandfather's will?" Song Yi reminded in a low voice.

"I don't want a will, property, or shares, I want Fu Yuhuang." Mu Qianqian said with tears.

Song Yi was silent.

"Qianqian, be obedient, I found some things, you really can't provoke Fu Yuhuang, forget him, you will find someone better and more suitable for you in the future." Song Yi said earnestly.

"I don't want it." Mu Qianqian cried pitifully, "I want him, I want him, Doctor Song, can you tell me where he is? Okay?"

Dr. Song listened to her cry, her heart throbbing faintly.

Qianqian has followed him for three years and has never cried like this.

She has always been heartless, innocent and romantic, optimistic and lively.

"Qianqian, you are still young and don't understand love, so come to the laboratory now." Song Yi said helplessly.

She doesn't want to go to the laboratory, she wants to go to Fu Yuhuang.

Yes, there is one more person.

Mu Qianqian didn't have Lin Junnan's cell phone number, but she knew where Lin Junnan worked.

She immediately rushed to the hospital and rushed to Lin Junnan's office.

When Lin Junnan was away, she asked his colleague to get Lin Junnan's mobile number and called.

Lin Junnan answered.

"Doctor Lin, do you know where Fu Yuhuang is?" Mu Qianqian asked.

Lin Junnan glanced at the phone, it was already [-]:[-].

"I'll send his address to your phone, come here."