fleeting years live up to your love

"The news of the divorce is true."

As soon as this remark came out, the reporters all exploded.

"Is the miscarriage real?"

"Is it because of the miscarriage that Jian Yao was kicked out?"

……

The reporters were bluffing, and one question after another was thrown at them.

The scene was chaotic and noisy. He couldn't hear what they were asking, so he simply didn't say a word. When the reporters quieted down and looked at him after asking for a long time without getting any response, he said lightly: "Because My fault caused the accident, our child was not born safely, I broke Jian Yao's heart, I'm sorry for her, I was the one who got divorced, and I didn't say anything about it."

The reporters were shocked.

The news of the miscarriage was true, and so was the divorce!

What was even more shocking was that Fu Shengnian was the one who was abandoned.

"Reporters and friends, please report based on the facts. For any false reports that distort the facts, the Fu Group will pursue its legal responsibility."

After the words fell, Fu Shengnian got up and handed over the follow-up work of dealing with reporters to the public relations department.

He returned to the office, frowned and processed the documents as if nothing had happened.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he became a working machine. Except for going to the hospital to visit his grandma after get off work every day, he was busy most of the time, and he had almost dealt with the backlog of work during this time.

After reading the documents that needed to be signed, he leaned back in the leather seat, pinched the center of his brow with his fingers, and looked tired.

"Boss Fu, the hospital just called. The old lady's condition is very bad, and I want you to rush over immediately." Tian Ye hurried in, his face anxious.

Hearing this, Fu Shengnian took the car keys and rushed out of the office.

He drove the car very fast all the way, while rushing to the hospital, he called Jian Yao at the same time.

But he still can't get through the phone.

Jian Yao put his number into the blacklist, and it has not been removed until now.

He threw the phone aside angrily, and stepped on the gas pedal again.

When I rushed to grandma's ward, I found doctors and nurses around the bed, but they all had mournful faces, and a little nurse was wiping tears with her head down. His body was slightly stiff, and his steps slowed down.

"Sheng Nian, come here."

The old lady raised her trembling hand.

She was originally a tall and fat person, but her condition has deteriorated rapidly in the past half month. Now she is skinny and has been in the ICU for a week, unable to recover.

The news of his divorce from Jian Yao hit grandma very hard. She was depressed, she stopped eating well, and her health was getting worse day by day. He saw her getting thinner and thinner, and he felt anxious.

He stepped forward and took her hand.

"Promise grandma one thing."

With red eyes, he nodded heavily, "You say it, and I agree."

"Chasing Yaoyao back, don't let you leave any regrets in this life, or grandma will die in peace."

He was silent and did not speak, his heart suddenly tightened, and a fine pain hit him.

The old lady became anxious, coughing and panting.

"I promise." He said hastily.

"Yaoyao loves you very much, don't hurt her anymore, she promised me that she will not leave you alone, you must chase her back and make it up to her."

After the old lady said this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Shengnian gripped his heart, watching her slowly close her eyes, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and tears burst out of her eyes.

"grandmother?"

He yelled, but the person on the bed had no strength to respond.

He felt the hand in his palm move slightly, and then there was a beep, and the heart rate on the life monitor became a straight line.

He clenched the old lady's hand, clenched his teeth, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

It hurt even more than when his parents died.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, buried his head deeply, and rested his forehead on the wrinkled hands of the old man, and it hurt even to breathe.

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Jian Yao received a call from Steward Quan and learned the news of the old lady's death, so she hurried out of the house.

The reporters all ran to attend Fu Shengnian's press meeting. The reporters who were stuck outside had long since disappeared. She drove straight to the hospital. When she arrived, the old lady's ward was empty. She didn't see Fu Shengnian, only found He became the housekeeper who handled the follow-up matters such as transferring the remains to the funeral parlor.

Seeing her coming, Steward Quan nodded to her pretending to be calm, and said politely: "Miss Jian, the young master is not feeling well, and the assistant just sent him back."

"Is he all right?"

"It's not very good. Preparations for the funeral started today and will be held tomorrow. I hope you can come to attend."

Jian Yao didn't speak, turned around and ran towards the elevator, there were too many people, she didn't want to wait, so she turned around and ran down the stairway.

Driving straight to the Fu's mansion, she saw several black cars parked in the yard. Jian Yao sat in the car and hesitated for a long time, then got out of the car and walked in.

Tian Ye and a group of bodyguards gathered on the first floor.

"He's upstairs?"

She stepped forward and asked Tian Ye.

"Boss Fu is in the old lady's room."

She took a deep breath, cleaned up her depressed mood and strode towards the old lady's room.

The door was closed tightly and locked from the inside.

She turned the doorknob, but couldn't open it, turned her head to look at Tian Ye, and the man immediately motioned for the servant to get the key.

The servants were already crying, one of them ran to get the key, wiped away tears and handed the key to Jian Yao, who immediately opened the door with the key.

The moment the door was pushed open, she saw Fu Shengnian sitting on the ground beside the bed, with his head down and his arms on his knees, looking very decadent.

She walked in, closed the door gently, and walked in front of the man with very light and careful steps.

He looked up at her, his eyes flushed.

"Sorry, I am late."

Even though she was divorced, the old lady treated her very well before her lifetime. She really cared for her. She was like a relative to her. She couldn't accompany the old lady through her last days, and she came so late, so she felt very sad.

She stretched out her hand and hugged Fu Shengnian into her arms, and he suddenly started crying like a child.

She had never seen Fu Shengnian cry, it must be that the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out at this moment.

She hugged him tightly, letting hot tears wet a large area of ​​her skirt, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

She didn't leave until dark, and stayed with Fu Shengnian for a long time, until his mood stabilized and he was willing to eat.

After Butler Quan came back, he discussed the funeral with Fu Shengnian. The man said very little, and everything was handled by Butler Quan.

Watching him eat a bowl of noodles, his energy improved, Jian Yao got up to leave.

Fu Shengnian chased her out of the villa and held her hand.

"Can you not go?"

She was silent for a while, then gently brushed his hand away.

"I'll come to the funeral tomorrow, take care."

She walked resolutely, leaving Fu Shengnian sluggishly in place.

When she got home, she lay tiredly on the sofa, thinking of Fu Shengnian crying in her arms, her heart was suffocated, and her nose was a little sore.

Grandma passed away and he is alone now.

It should be difficult for him during these days, but she believes that he can survive, and they can both survive.

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