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Fu Zhaochen heard that Sheng Yiruo wanted to talk to him calmly, but he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He felt that he was particularly uneasy.

He would rather Sheng Yiruo scold him, be mean to him, and make trouble with him, but now she just wants to talk to him calmly, but he feels that this calmness is Sheng Yiruo's forbearance after being sad.

Fu Zhaochen was stunned for a moment, "Honey, you can scold me, I...I know I made you sad last night. But you have to believe me, there is nothing between Chen Xi and me, I didn't touch her."

Sheng Yiruo pressed his eyebrows and said, "Let's meet and talk, okay?"

"Okay," Fu Zhaochen said with deep eyebrows, "Where can we meet? I also happen to have a witness, and I will show you the physical evidence."

Sheng Yiruo smiled helplessly, "Come to Furong Jingyuan. Mom has fainted. Come and take a look."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Yiruo called Sheng Yixia, Sheng Yiheng and Sheng Yiming.

The three of them were very anxious when they heard that Rong Lin had fainted, and they were all anxious to get back.

Fu Zhaochen asked He Yu to go to Furong Jingyuan with him.

He Yu was trembling when he got into Fu Zhaochen's car, "Mr. Fu, how about I buy a keyboard? It would be more convincing if I kneel down and speak. My wife will definitely listen."

Fu Zhaochen stretched out his hand towards the back of He Yu's head and said, "Still poor?"

He Yu chose to shut up. He knew that he had done something wrong, but he still felt that Fu Zhaochen's punishment for him was a bit harsh.

Suspended without pay, if he stays at home for one more day, he will be "hunted down" by his father, who dislikes him.

Fu Zhaochen seemed to have known this reason for a long time, and deliberately suspended him at home to irritate his father. Fu Zhaochen didn't even need to take action, someone would take care of him on his behalf.

He Yu felt uncomfortable when he thought of this.

Sheng Yiming rushed back first. When he came back, Rong Lin was already awake and taking medicine.

He put on the stethoscope and said, "Mom, let me show you."

Rong Lin waved her hand, "No, my blood pressure and heart are fine. Dr. Xia checked it on me. I'm suffering from anxiety."

"Doctor Xia? Which Doctor Xia?"

Sheng Yiming glanced at Rong Lin's empty medicine bowl, "What are you drinking?"

Sheng Yiruo held Rong Lin's hand and said, "This is the traditional Chinese medicine soup prescribed by Dr.

Sheng Yiming glanced at the dark remains of the medicinal soup, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Chinese medicine? Is this food and drug safe?"

Everyone, "..."

Sheng Yiming, who studied Western medicine, knows little about traditional Chinese medicine. His attitude is to seek common ground while reserving differences, but he does not agree with the use of traditional Chinese medicine to treat his family members.

The housekeeper handed the prescription to Sheng Yiming.

Sheng Yiming scanned the name of the doctor who issued the prescription—Xia Linglong.

Sheng Yiming raised his eyebrows, "What the hell is this? With such a vulgar name, you can tell he is an unreliable Chinese medicine practitioner."

Sheng Jinyan glared at Sheng Yiming, "Xiao Xia is very reliable, but you are not. Tell your mother to listen."

"A sudden fire attacks the heart, that's what Chinese medicine says, and it's not accurate at all," Sheng Yiming said while holding a stethoscope to his ear, "Mom, go to the hospital tomorrow for a systematic examination, all over the body."

Rong Lin allowed Sheng Yiming to auscultate her, but she said nothing.

After Sheng Yiming heard this, he frowned and said, "It's good. Why did you faint suddenly?"

Rong Lin pushed Sheng Yiming's hand away impatiently, "Because I heard about your aunt's serious illness. You sound fine now because you drank Dr. Xia's medicine."

Sheng Yiming scratched the end of his eyebrows and said, "Forget it, I will take you to the hospital tomorrow for a full-body examination. Don't eat in the morning and draw blood on an empty stomach."

Sheng Jinyan saw that Sheng Yiming, who was a doctor of medicine, a dean, and the president of a medical care group, completely lost his temper. Moreover, now was not the time to talk about traditional Chinese and Western medicine with Sheng Yiming, who had studied medicine for almost ten years.

He added, "I asked you to come back because I have something to say. When your eldest sister and second brother come back, I will tell them together."

At this time, the housekeeper came over again and said, "Miss Fourth, my uncle is here."

Sheng Yiming looked at Sheng Yiruo, "Here comes the one who bears the thorn to plead guilty. Aren't you ready with the washboard?"

Sheng Jinyan and Rong Lin looked at each other.

It was Sheng Yiruo who got up first and said, "Third brother, do you have any surgery to sew your mouth shut? It would be better if you take the lead."

Sheng Yiming looked at Sheng Jinyan, then pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Dad, your daughter is attacking me."

"Deserved!"

Sheng Jinyan held Rong Lin's hand tightly and ignored Sheng Yiming.

Sheng Yiming packed his things and shook his head helplessly, "I sometimes feel that I am the least favored in our family. I am not the eldest son, the eldest son, or the youngest. My status is embarrassing!"

After finishing his words, Sheng Jinyan chuckled and said, "It's good that you know."

Sheng Yiming, "..."

He glanced at the prescription and put it all into his briefcase.

When she got downstairs, Sheng Yiruo saw Fu Zhaochen looking at her anxiously.

She twisted her lips into a forced smile, "You go and see Mom first."

Fu Zhaochen nodded mechanically. He glanced at He Yu and said in a low voice, "Speak carefully. If you don't understand, you will never appear in front of me again."

He walked over, and when passing by Sheng Yiruo, he hugged her without any explanation, "Honey, give me a chance to explain, please."

Sheng Yiruo patted her back and said, "Okay, you go upstairs first!"

Fu Zhaochen took the elevator upstairs, but He Yu ran towards Sheng Yiruo, "Madam, I gave those photos to Chen Chi, and Chen Chi gave them to Chen Xi. Mr. Fu doesn't know at all."

Sheng Yiruo frowned. She didn't want her parents to know what happened last night and worry about them.

"Assistant He Te, let's go out and talk!"

He Yu obediently followed Sheng Yiruo out. Sheng Yiruo sat on the swing chair and listened to He Yu's explanation.

He talked a lot with a dry mouth, and finally concluded, "Madam, Mr. Fu is all about you. He really has nothing to do with Chen Xi."

Sheng Yiruo swung the swing and she nodded, "Okay."

He Yu had a bitter look on his face, and Sheng Yiruo guessed that he must have been severely criticized by Fu Zhaochen.

She smiled and said, "Go back, the rest is between him and me. It has nothing to do with you."

He Yu was granted amnesty.

However, he always felt that Sheng Yiruo was quite calm, and even his eye circles were not red.

After Fu Zhaochen saw Rong Lin, he couldn't wait to go downstairs to find Sheng Yiruo.

When he saw Sheng Yiruo sitting on the swing chair, shaking her legs and thinking, he felt sour in his heart.

He strode over and said, "My wife..."

Sheng Yiruo patted the seat next to him and said, "Come and sit, I have something to tell you."

Fu Zhaochen held the report in the briefcase in his hand. He handed the report to Sheng Yiruo, "Read this first. I really didn't have a relationship with Chen Xi. I didn't do anything sorry for you."

Sheng Yiruo took the report and put it aside, "I hate reading reports, but I believe what you said."

Fu Zhaochen's expression paused, and he put his hands into his trousers pockets, his expression narrow.

"I...wife, I did something wrong before. I didn't hide it from you on purpose. I..."

"Don't explain, I understand. You're afraid that I'll think too much," Sheng Yiruo puffed up her cheeks, then pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, "You want to protect me, so you don't want me to worry, so just think about it yourself and take the responsibility yourself. Painful, right?”

Of course Fu Zhaochen could hear the meaning in Sheng Yiruo's words. He nodded, "Yes, but I realize my mistake."

Sheng Yiruo's eyes were moist, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "I feel the same way. I don't want to blame you, because I also have problems."

"But if the harm is not noble because it is justified, it must be worthy of forgiveness."

Sheng Yiruo lowered her eyes when she said this, she said it very calmly.

Fu Zhaochen's heart was trembling. He leaned down and took Sheng Yiruo's hand, "Yiruo..."

Sheng Yiruo bit his lower lip, "This sentence applies to you and me."