After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe frowned, wondering, "What do you mean?"

Xu Huaiman was taken aback by her question, and immediately thought that she might not know what happened on the Internet, and reminded: "Miss Shen can look online, and you will know what I am talking about."

After speaking, Xu Huaiman hung up the phone.

Shen Yanhe frowned and opened the browser, and at a glance saw a piece of news on Fengtui, with an extremely exaggerated title: One husband, two wives?Fu's president, Bai Yueguang, was pregnant and asked to be responsible. The president's attitude made netizens explode: dead scumbag!

Her eyes stopped on President Fu's words, and she clicked on the news link without any hesitation.

Click on the link, and it will be a video published by a marketing account.

The video was accompanied by the humble faces of Su Lan and Xia Ran, as well as the marketing account commentary, and finally ended with Fu Yanhe's ruthless words.

The comments under the video are horrible.

They all scolded Fu Yanhe, and all the dirty quotations were piled on his head.

Shen Yanhe looked down, with a cold expression on his face, his fingers holding the phone were slightly tightened, and his finger bones were bluish white.

Unspeakable rage and distress surged in his heart, and he hated Xia Ran's behavior to the extreme.

On Mr. Xia's birthday, she knew best whether Fu Yanhe had a relationship with Xia Ran.

After all, she was the one who suffered that day.

How did Xia Ran have the guts to conceive someone else's child and rely on Fu Yanhe?

Shen Yanhe blankly called back the strange call just now.

The other party seemed to have been waiting for her reply, and the bell rang once before being picked up immediately.

Before she could speak, Shen Yanhe took the lead and asked directly, "What do you want?"

"Miss Shen is refreshing." Xu Huaiman squeezed her fingers, her heart rose to her heart, and tried to calmly say: "I heard that Miss Shen has good medical skills. I want Miss Shen to help me heal my mother."

Xu Huaiman was sent by Hang Mushan to Fu Xiao's side. She would help Hang Mushan because her mother was ill and the family needed money.

She didn't know about Shen Yanhe at first, but she heard about Fu Xiao's legs broken by someone sent by Hang Mushan some time ago when she went to take care of him, and she knew that her medical skills were very good.

So after returning to Haicheng, she kept looking for opportunities to meet Shen Yanhe.

But Shen Yanhe's trace is too difficult to grasp, she has not been able to see her.

It wasn't until she secretly took a video of Xia Ran and Fu Xiao hanging out that she found a chance to get in touch with her.

"Yes." Shen Yanhe agreed immediately: "Send me the patient's medical records, make an appointment to meet at a time and place, and then hand over the things in your hand to me."

"But let me make it clear first that I am a doctor, not a god. If the disease is terminally ill, I can't save it."

Xu Huaiman mentioned that the heart in her throat suddenly fell to the ground, she let go of her hand suddenly, and said quickly: "Miss Shen, don't worry, I understand."

"I'll send it to you right now."

"Well, add me on WeChat, and the account number is this phone number."

After finishing speaking, Shen Yanhe cut off the phone and strode out of the laboratory.

She wants to return to Fu Yanhe quickly.

She knows very well that public opinion can kill.

She couldn't imagine how angry and sad Fu Yanhe would be if he saw those netizens slandering him on the Internet.

The mobile phone in his hand rang again, and Shen Yanhe picked it up.

Fu Yanhe's gentle and smiling voice came: "Yanyan, are you done with your work? I'll wait for you at the door of the laboratory."

Hearing his voice, the surging anger in Shen Yanhe's heart subsided a little.

She grabbed the phone tightly and tried to calm her voice: "Well, I'm done, I'm going out now."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Yanhe hung up the phone, quickened his pace, and walked towards the door of the laboratory.

At that time, a low-key Maybach parked at the door.

Fu Yanhe put down the phone that was ringing with a busy tone, raised his eyes slightly, and looked lightly at the three parties who were sitting in the driver's seat with a notebook on their knees, and asked with a serious face, "Is the matter settled?"

Sanfang said: "The news on the Internet has been suppressed. I have locked the IP of the person who sold the video to the marketing account. Wufang is leading people to arrest him."

Fu Yanhe hummed lightly, and ordered: "Clean it up, don't let your young lady see it, try to check with Xia's house."

"Check again, who is the man who made Xia Ran pregnant."

Xia Ran approached him and asked him to be responsible for the child in her belly.

Turning around, the incident was such a big deal, if he said it had nothing to do with the Xia family, he wouldn't believe it.

Wufang nodded: "Yes."

While the two were talking, someone knocked lightly on the car window from the outside.

Fu Yanhe leaned forward and opened the door, a petite figure got into the car, threw himself into his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly.

Fu Yanhe leaned against the soft back of the chair following the force of her pounce.

His eyes drooped slightly, and he wrapped his arms around her waist with big knuckles, lifted her up, brought her closer to his arms, patted her on the back lightly, and asked gently: "What's the matter?" ?”

Shen Yanhe opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything. She bit her lip, rubbed against his neck, and said softly, "It's nothing, just, I miss you a little."

When she said the last two words, she lowered her voice shyly.

But it was accurately captured by Fu Yanhe.

The bottom of his eyes lit up slightly, the big hands around her waist tightened a bit, he rubbed his head sideways to rub her soft hair, with a smile between his brows and eyes: "Miss me?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, and it sounded very pleasant to her ears.

Shen Yanhe couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed her numb ears, and gave a muffled hum.

She thought, Fu Yanhe was scolded by so many people on the Internet today, so she should give him a little sweetness.

Sanfang, who was ignored in the driver's seat, raised the baffle in the car silently, determined not to be a light bulb.

"Yanyan." Fu Yanhe was keenly aware that Shen Yanhe's interest was not high. He tilted his head slightly, kissed her hair lightly, and gently stroked her back with his big hand: "Aren't you happy today?"

He looked down at the girl lying on his shoulder, his voice was calm, with a bit of probing: "Is it because of that incident on the Internet?"

Shen Yanhe was stunned for a moment, and straightened up with his hands on his shoulders: "You know? Don't you, don't you go online often?"

Fu Yanhe smiled helplessly: "Yanyan, I just don't surf the Internet often, it's not that I don't surf the Internet."

He rubbed her head and comforted her gently: "I've sent someone to deal with it, don't worry."

"How could you not be worried?" Shen Yanhe drooped her head, gritted her teeth and said, "Those people scolded too badly."

He is clearly, clearly such a good person.

Those people clearly didn't know the whole picture, but they still attacked him indiscriminately.

How could she bear that breath?

Fu Yanhe looked at the girl in his arms who looked like a kitten with fur, with a faint smile on his lips, and the look in her eyes was particularly indulgent.

After Shen Yanhe scolded in a low voice, she felt the phone vibrate in her pocket.

She took out her mobile phone and turned on the screen, and passed the request from the unfamiliar number to add WeChat.

As soon as the WeChat application was approved, Xu Huaiman first sent the video taken in the box in the sky and the earth.

Shen Yanhe clicked on the video.

Suddenly there was a moan from inside.

Shen Yanhe: "!!!!"