If you are well, then all is well

Chapter 187 Shanghai has you
On the way Tang Mingxuan drove Murphy back, Murphy sat beside him and fell asleep.When he stopped at the red light, he secretly kissed Murphy's forehead.

"It's the first time I discovered that the nights in Shanghai are really nice." Tang Mingxuan said with a light smile, "Shanghai is so nice to have you..."

When the red light turned to green, Tang Mingxuan continued to drive...

In the hospital, Fang Qian leaned on the hospital bed to read, and Fang Xiaoyu walked in with a glass of milk.

"It's milk time!"

Fang Qian smiled and put down the book in her hand, and complained to Fang Xiaoyu: "Brother, I just finished dinner, you have such a big glass of milk, how can I drink it?"

Fang Xiaoyu said distressedly: "Hey, drink this glass of milk. You haven't eaten anything, you can't go to bed on an empty stomach!"

Fang Qian looked at Fang Xiaoyu, helpless, took a few sips of milk, put it on the side of the table, and begged, "I'll finish it later, I promise, okay?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded in compromise.

Fang Qian discussed and said, "Brother, can I go home? I don't want to live here."

"I also want you to live at home! But now...you are sick, Qianqian."

Fang Qian refused to admit it: "I'm not sick, and I don't need to be hospitalized. I just came back, and I'm a little uncomfortable...Brother, take me home! I don't feel comfortable living here!"

Fang Xiao looked at Fang Qian foolishly.

"What did Dr. Xiao tell you? Why are you so nervous when you come back? He said I'm sick? What's wrong?"

Fang Xiaoyu hesitated: "He said...it's not confirmed yet!"

Fang Qian thought optimistically: "Since I'm not sure, then I'm not sick! Brother, let's go home! OK?"

"Qianqian, don't worry, you can observe in the hospital for a day... Tomorrow, brother will take you home tomorrow, okay?"

Fang Qian shook her head vigorously: "Brother, I want to go back now."

Fang Xiaoyu sighed: "Okay, then I...do you feel unwell, let's go to the hospital right away!"

Fang Qian smiled: "That's for sure! If I'm not feeling well, I can't keep bothering you? Do you remember that I had a fever when I was a child? I kept humming when I was uncomfortable, and I was so annoying that I couldn't fall asleep all night!"

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Fang Qian, and smiled softly: "Then you have to listen to me at home! You can't hide anything, you know? No matter what happens, you must tell the truth to brother."

"understood!"

"Just wait! Brother will discharge you from the hospital and take you home."

"Ok!"

After Fang Xiaoyu said that, he walked out of Fang Qian's ward.

The discharge procedures were quickly completed, and Fang Xiaoyu took Fang Qian home.But Fang Qian didn't keep her promise, and she was thinking about going out in the afternoon.

Fang Xiaoyu's voice on the phone could be vaguely heard in the room. Fang Qian was wearing an exquisite suit, put on makeup, and walked on tiptoe in the corridor.

When Fang Qian was about to go downstairs, Fang Xiaoyu's voice came from behind: "Where are you going!"

Fang Qian looked back at Fang Xiaoyu with a guilty conscience, and smirked: "I'm going out to buy something to eat!"

Such a clumsy lie made Fang Xiaoyu very angry: "You are still weak now, how can you run around? Are you going to find Tang Mingxuan?"

Fang Qian looked at Fang Xiaoyu noncommittal.

Fang Xiao was so stupid that he was dying: "Qianqian, it was you who told me that you let go, so I didn't bother with Tang Mingxuan any more! But you... What do you want to do with him?"

"Brother, you misunderstood, I just want to see him, I didn't think about anything else."

Fang Xiaoyu's attitude was firm: "Qianqian, I'm telling you clearly today that Tang Mingxuan can't be with you, it wasn't possible before and it won't be possible in the future!"

Fang Qian looked at Fang Xiaoyu with grievances: "I just want to see him."

"If you go, you'll be humiliating yourself, don't you understand?"

"I do not care!"

"You are my sister! I care! So! I want to cut off all your thoughts! I won't let you ask for trouble!"

Fang Qian was taken aback, and ran back to the dressing table and opened the drawer.

The drawer is empty.

Fang Qian was also angry: "Brother! Where are my photos! Where did you take the photos!"

Fang Xiaoyu sneered: "I burned those precious photos of yours!"

Fang Qian was emotional: "Brother! How could you do this! Why do you still treat me like a child! Why do you have to force me to do things I don't like...Brother! You must watch me go crazy Are you willing to stop?"

Fang Xiaoyu froze, looked at Fang Qian in a daze, seemed to feel something, and was speechless.

Fang Qian wiped her tears, turned and ran downstairs.Fang Xiaoyu chased downstairs, only to see Fang Qian fainted, sliding slowly on the ground while holding the stairs...

"Fang Qian!"

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Although Murphy also does design abroad, she also does design in China, but she has a lot of peace of mind in China.She can work overtime as long as she wants, and she doesn't have to worry about being harassed by hooligans like the Betty brothers and sisters.There is no need to be afraid of being bumped into by the parade when you go back late, and it is inconvenient to travel.

The design room was very quiet, and the sound of Mo Fei's scissors cutting the fabric could be heard.Hearing this voice, Murphy was very happy.

There was no one else in the design room, only Mo Fei was cutting the fabric by himself with a lamp on the garment table.

Tang Mingxuan walked to the door of the design studio. He had a social event tonight and drank a little wine.Seeing Murphy working alone, his slight drunkenness made him decide to keep quiet for the time being.

The light was yellowish, reflecting Murphy's face very softly.

Murphy's hands smoothed out the small folds on the fabric, and his movements were as gentle as stroking a baby; he picked up the scissors with his right hand, and gently lifted a small corner of the fabric with his left hand, and the scissors made a crisp sound following Murphy's movements. Two strokes, three strokes...

Listening to the rhythmic sound of scissors, Tang Mingxuan leaned against the door frame and closed his eyes comfortably.

"Mingxuan?"

Hearing Murphy calling himself, Tang Mingxuan opened his eyes.

Murphy put down the scissors in his hand: "Why are you here so late?"

"I just drank a little wine with Cheng Yang. I didn't want to go home directly, so I went to the company."

Murphy complained: "You drink together? I work overtime here, and you don't take me with you when you go to eat delicious food!"

Tang Mingxuan smiled: "Man drinking, what are you doing?"

Mo Fei gave Tang Mingxuan a blank look, and said disappointedly, "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

"What kind of person am I?"

"It's nothing."

Tang Mingxuan approached Murphy unconvinced: "Speak clearly."

"Machismo!"

Tang Mingxuan couldn't help laughing: "I'm machismo? No? I've always respected women!"

"Then why did you add the word man before drinking? Why can't women drink? Is it written on the bottle that it's for men only? I'll ask Cheng Yang to drink tomorrow, hum."

"Other women can, but you can't." Tang Mingxuan said domineeringly, "From now on, you can only drink with me alone."

(End of this chapter)