Chapter 153 A Prophecy

"The wind is so... so strong, I can't seem to understand what you are saying. Is... the signal is not good? Wanwan, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. Hey... Wanwan..."

Seeing this, Fu Wanwan handed the microphone to her son lying beside her lap.

"Dad, why haven't you come back?" the son said.

"Hey, little Qizai, have you listened to your mother recently? Dad is very busy working here."

"Isn't your mobile phone signal very good? You heard clearly." Fu Wanwan held the microphone to her ear again, "Are you coming back soon?"

"I'm afraid it won't work. There will be a board meeting tomorrow."

"But, if something happens to Qi Zai and I, what will you do?"

"I must have gone back early. Don't worry, you won't have any accidents. If any accident happens to you at home, I will commit suicide and apologize hahaha." Fu Wanwan's husband said solemnly.

But no one would have thought that this sentence would become a prophecy.

"Then you say that because you hope that something unexpected will happen to us." Fu Wanwan paused, "You are just not sincere and you don't love me enough. You feel that we two are dragging down your work."

"No, no, isn't this going to work to buy you that Hermes bag? My wife is good."

"Got it. Well... By the way, it's not safe outside now. I asked Xiao Qizai's kindergarten for two weeks. There is nothing else to do." Fu Wanwan looked at her son next to her, and reached out to touch the top of her son's head. Broken hair.

"It's up to you to decide whether to take leave or not. It doesn't matter whether he goes to kindergarten or not. Our little Qizai is a genius anyway. But if I take two weeks off, I can rest assured about his safety." Fu Wanwan's husband (the name is useless, no You know what it’s called) sounded relieved and hung up the phone.

"What did Dad say?" Xiao Qizai leaned over and tugged on Fu Wanwan's clothes.

"Father said that as long as Little Qizai is willing to eat the okra fried pork that he hates the most, he will fly back from City H immediately."

"Then let him not come back, I don't want to eat okra." Xiao Qizai said sullenly.

"You are really ruthless." Fu Wanwan tugged at Xiao Qizai's overalls.

The TV in the room was turned on all the time, and it kept playing pictures of Lin Yan’s idol in a parade in a convertible car, as well as pictures of the appearance of remote-controlled planes, which seemed to have happened in some distant time and space. thing.

Everything looks so illusory and absurd.

However, it really happened around me.

It was supposed to be an event that happened in a distant time and space, but on the second day, for Fu Wanwan, it became an event related to herself.

Because when she turned on the TV early in the morning, the suspect who appeared on the screen turned out to be someone she knew!

"What are you doing? What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your thinking?" Fu Wanwan subconsciously said to the TV.

Originally she was sitting at the dinner table, spreading strawberry jam on whole wheat bread, but now she was staring at the TV and unable to move.

As if struck by lightning.

"Liu Qing, what are you doing? How did things become like this?"

"Mom, who is this person? A bad guy?" Xiao Qizai pointed at the bright TV, "What kind of bad guy is he doing?"

Fu Wanwan tried to focus on the voice coming from the TV.

The images on the screen are from three years ago.At that time, Liu Qing was interviewed by a TV program because she saved a female singer while delivering a courier.

(End of this chapter)

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