Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

It turned out that Yan Jing had been sending people to follow him.

Sure enough, he was still worried.

The man in the van did not find Qin Shu, raised the window, and the car left.

When Qin Shu was about to leave the milk tea shop, another white car broke into sight.

This car is also a bit familiar.

She seemed to have seen it outside the hotel door.

The white car also stopped at the place just now, and then left.

Qin Shu couldn't see the people in the car clearly, but the corners of her lips could not help but bend with interest.

Two groups of people follow him?

This is interesting.

After carefully confirming that she would not be followed again, she hailed a taxi again.

Tell the driver your destination: "Take me to Fukang Hospital, please."

vip ward.

After being judged as a vegetable, Mrs. Chu has been sleeping here.

Relying on nutrient solution and a ventilator to maintain body functions.

The nurse led the two to the door of the ward, "Mr. Zhang, Ms. Wen, why did you come to see the old lady so late today?"

"I've been busy the past few days, so I can only take a look at it at night." Zhang Yifei responded casually.

The nurse nodded: "You two are really caring, but it's really late now..."

"Well, let's take a look and go back."

After speaking, Zhang Yifei and Wen Li entered the ward and closed the door.

"Yifei, do you think Miss Shu will really come? Is she really... still alive?"

Wen Li turned out the strange message she received on her phone, her eyes turned red.

"Look, no one should play such a prank with us."

There was a hint of expectation in Zhang Yifei's eyes.

His voice just fell.

Footsteps came in at the door.

Accompanied by a soft and pleasant voice: "What prank are you talking about?"

Zhang Yifei and Wen Li turned their heads to look at the person coming at the same time.

Looking at the strange face, neither of them reacted for a moment.

The corners of Qin Shu's lips were slightly curved, and he said proactively, "Zhang Yifei, Xiaoli, when will we cook hot pot together again?"

Hearing this, both Wen Li and Zhang Yifei's expressions changed, and the emotions in their eyes flooded out instantly.

Hot pot...is the happiest memory of the three of them.

"You are Qin Shu?!"

"Miss Shu..."

The two were both surprised and happy, and Wen Li couldn't stop crying.

Qin Shu stepped forward and touched the top of her head, "A person who is about to get married still loves to cry so much."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin towards Zhang Yifei and motioned, "Why don't you coax him quickly?"

But Wen Li suddenly threw herself into her arms and hugged her tightly, "Sister Xiaoshu, it's great that you're not dead, you're still alive! Great!"

"Shh..."

Qin Shu made a silent gesture towards her, "Don't get excited, I don't want to attract attention."

Wen Li quickly choked back her words, and wiped the tears off her face while laughing.

Zhang Yifei handed her a tissue and at the same time asked Qin Shu softly: "What happened to you? We all thought you were dead, and your face..."

"This is the simulation mask I made."

Qin Shu has no intention of taking off the mask.

She didn't want them to see her "Yuan Luoli" face.

The matter in the capital will be left to the capital to resolve. Right now, she is here for a matter in Haicheng.

"The situation is a bit complicated. I have to ask you to keep it a secret for me. Especially, don't let people related to Chu Linchen know."

Seeing the seriousness on Qin Shu's face, Zhang Yifei and Wen Li looked at each other and nodded seriously.

Qin Shu saw that the mood of the two had calmed down, so he turned his head and looked at the hospital bed beside him.

Seeing this, there was a little touch in his eyes.

Thinking of Mrs. Chu's care for her in the past, she couldn't help calling softly: "Grandma..."

I'm here to save you.