After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Qi Yunqian frowned and looked at Fu Yu.

Fu Yu's face froze, feeling resentful in his heart.

Shen Yanhe is a bitch, no wonder she can become friends with Song Shiwei, she is as annoying as her!

On her face, her eyes were red, tears fell directly, she lowered her head and said wronged and helpless: "Sister-in-law and sister Shi Wei misunderstood what I said, what I said is for the good of sister-in-law, after all, sister-in-law is kidnapped now The news of it has spread all over Haicheng."

"Brother Yunqian, you have to trust me, you and I are childhood sweethearts, how could I say such vicious words?"

Shen Yanhe sneered, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and called up the recording interface: "Really? Miss Fu, I still have the recording here, do you want me to play it for you?"

Song Shiwei looked at Shen Yanhe in surprise.

She didn't expect that Xiao He Miao would keep a hand.

Fu Yu's face turned blue and white, and his heart was more flustered.

Shen Yanhe, that bitch!He even recorded it!

No!

She can't let brother Yunqian hear what she said!

At that moment, Fu Yu gave Qi Yunqian an aggrieved and painful look, and cried out, "You all bully me!"

After the words fell, she covered her mouth and stumbled out of the ward.

Qi Yunqian frowned, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, looked at Song Shiwei, and said softly, "Shiwei, Fu Yu's mood is not stable, I'll follow her first, and I'll come back to you later."

At the same time, he also wanted to explain his words to Fu Yu.

Tell Fu Yu not to pester him anymore.

Shen Yanhe frowned slightly, looked at Qi Yunqian coldly, and was just about to speak when his wrist suddenly tightened.

Song Shiwei grabbed her wrist, stopped what she was going to say, gave him a cold look, and said coldly, "Whatever you want."

Qi Yunqian had no choice but to leave only one sentence, I will be back soon, then turned around and followed the direction Fu Yu left.

Song Shiwei lowered her eyelids, clenched her hands down to her sides into fists, and her sharp nails dug into her palms, causing a slight tingling sensation.

"Aren't you going to stop him?" Shen Yanhe looked at Song Shiwei and asked in puzzlement.

"Why do you want to stop it?" Song Shiwei calmed down her emotions, and rolled her eyes at Shen Yanhe: "A pair of scumbag men and women, let them go."

She changed the subject and drove Shen Yanhe to the bed: "Why did you get out of bed? Go to bed and lie down."

"I've been lying in bed for three or four days, and my bones are brittle." Shen Yanhe was helplessly pushed to the bed by her, and finally obediently obeyed her, lay back on the bed, and said back.

"I'm not as fragile as you think, and I'm almost better now."

"Indeed." Song Shiwei picked up the bag she had thrown over, went to the door to bring in the fruit basket, and looked carefully at Shen Yanhe up and down.

She nodded in satisfaction, and put the fruit basket on the bedside table: "Fu Yanhe has taken good care of you, and your complexion is much better than before."

"It seems that he is not as ruthless as the rumors say."

Shen Yanhe had no choice but to smile on his forehead, with a bit of tenderness in the cat's eyes: "He is not as miserable as the rumors say, he is still very good."

Song Shiwei touched her chin, blinked her eyes at the gentle smile on her face, and smiled suddenly: "Really?"

She suddenly moved closer to Shen Yanhe, with an ambiguous smile on her face: "Our little He Miao, is your heart moved?"

Shen Yanhe trembled, her slender and curved eyelashes fluttered up and down, feeling a little helpless and ashamed in her heart, she turned her gaze away from Song Shiwei: "How, how is that possible."

That being said, her heartbeat gradually became more violent.

His mind was full of pictures after meeting Fu Yanhe.

Kiss him, hug him.

Including the secret joy hidden in her heart after knowing that the man she forced was Fu Yanhe.

The coldness and disappointment when he heard that he was going to kill the child.

While she was crying, he put his hand on her chest, and said his uncomfortable picture...

Song Shiwei's words disturbed those bits and pieces of emotions and pictures that she either deliberately ignored or restrained.

She couldn't help but gently put her hands on her chest, feeling the faster and faster heartbeat, her eyelashes drooping slightly.

Is it a heartbeat?

She... still fell in love with Fu Yanhe?

This is the first time she likes someone.

When I found this emotion, I was a little overwhelmed.

She couldn't help thinking.

Will Fu Yanhe like her?

Is he taking care of her these days because he likes her, or because of the obligation between husband and wife?

Shen Yanhe thought in a daze.

Shouldn't he like her?

After all, he had said many times before that he was kind to her only because they were husband and wife.

Song Shiwei looked at Shen Yanhe's blushing cheeks and a little absent-minded look, and knew she had fallen.

She didn't break through Shen Yanhe's cover, she knew that when a little girl likes someone for the first time, or has a crush, she will deny it first, and then she will slowly see her heart clearly.

After all, who is born to dare to love and hate?

It's all because the first love is not cherished by others, which creates a character that dares to love and hate.

She laughed, and followed Shen Yanhe's words: "Okay, okay, you didn't."

Song Shiwei took out an apple from the fruit basket, peeled it with a knife, then changed the subject and asked her: "However, you changed your hospital gown, are you going to go out?"

Shen Yanhe regained consciousness, seeing that Song Shiwei did not continue to talk about that topic, she was relieved, and nodded: "Yes, I am going to Chunhetang, I have something to take."

"Are you well enough to run outside? Does Fu Yanhe know?"

"It's been a long time ago. I'm not a porcelain doll. As long as I don't exercise vigorously, I'll be fine." Shen Yanhe said helplessly, "He doesn't know."

If Fu Yanhe knew, he wouldn't let her go out.

"Alright, after eating this apple, I'll give it to you." Song Shiwei divided the peeled apple into two halves, and handed half to Shen Yanhe.

She waited impatiently for Qi Yunqian in the hospital.

Even more impatient to see Fu Yu crying and aggrieved.

"it is good."

After eating the apples, Shen Yanhe and Song Shiwei slipped out of the ward.

She drove her to Chunhetang.

Shen Yanhe went into the pharmacy room, checked all the medicinal materials, and called Jiang Yifeng after confirming that there was no damage.

Jiang Yifeng came very quickly, and arrived outside Chunhe Hall in less than half an hour.

"Please help me deliver these medicinal materials to the ern02 laboratory." Shen Yanhe handed him the medicinal materials on the resealed package, "I will send the address of the laboratory to your mobile phone later."

Jiang Yifeng nodded, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his muscular forearm, bent down to lift up the packets of herbs on the ground, and moved them out of Chunhetang.

After 10 minutes, the medicinal materials were all moved to the car.

Jiang Yifeng drove away.

Only then did Shen Yanhe get back in Song Shiwei's car and return to the hospital.

The two returned to the ward talking and laughing, and when they saw Sifang standing obediently on one side with a bag of buns in the ward, and the two men sitting on the sofa with different expressions, they fell silent for a moment.

Song Shiwei saw Qi Yunqian with an ugly face, his expression changed, and he turned around and left.

Qi Yunqian's face darkened, he got up and strode forward to chase after him.

Shen Yanhe silently looked at Fu Yanhe who had a laptop on his lap, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

Fu Yanhe seemed to feel her gaze, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her calmly: "Are you back?"

He put the laptop in his hand on the table and asked her, "Where did you go?"