After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

Meng Ning's words made Fu Tingxiu's eyes flash slightly, and the hand holding the chopsticks froze in the air.

He raised his eyes to look at her, and when he touched her cold eyes, his heart felt like a knife.

Fu Tingxiu took a deep breath and said, "Meng Ning, eat first."

Meng Ning could see his embarrassment and pain. She didn't want to force him, but she couldn't control it.

She looked away and did not take the chopsticks from Fu Tingxiu's hand, but took a new pair herself.

When Meng Ning lowered her eyes to eat, tears dripped into the food. She just closed her tears and ate together.

Tears are bitter and salty.

Meng Ning ate in silence, leaving nothing behind. Even though she was full, she was still eating. She was embarrassing herself. She wanted to eat more and get better quickly.

Meng Ning didn't know how uncomfortable this scene was for her in Fu Tingxiu's eyes.

Fu Tingxiu poured her a glass of water and said, "After eating, walk around. Don't lie down in a hurry. It's not good for your health."

His voice was a little cautious, for fear of irritating her.

Meng Ning said nothing, drank some water, and walked around the bed a few times.

Fu Tingxiu wanted to help her, but she stopped him with a cold look.

Meng Ning stubbornly walked by herself. When she was tired, she sat down and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Fu Tingxiu immediately replied: "The doctor said he can be discharged from the hospital next week."

"Thank you." Meng Ning was polite and distant, and then lay back on the bed, lying on his side and closing his eyes to rest.

This depressing atmosphere made Fu Tingxiu a little breathless. He packed his lunch box and went to the corridor outside to smoke a cigarette to relieve himself.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and Fang Qiong came to the hospital with Fu Boxuan with the stewed tonic soup.

Seeing the haggard Fu Tingxiu, Fang Qiong felt very distressed: "Son, you've been staying in the hospital for a few days. You can go back and have a good sleep tonight and change your clothes. Look at you now, you look so slovenly." That’s it.”

Fu Boxuan also said: "Brother, let mom stay with my sister-in-law tonight. You should rest and take a look at the redness in your eyes. My sister-in-law will be discharged from the hospital and you will collapse again."

Fu Tingxiu put out the cigarette in his hand and said in a clear voice: "Yes."

Fu Tingxiu told Fang Qiong some medicines that Meng Ning needed to take, and then spoke to Meng Ning before leaving the hospital with Fu Boxuan.

Fu Boxuan drove the car and glanced at Fu Tingxiu, who was looking ugly in the passenger seat, and said, "Brother, I don't know how to comfort you. I just hope that you and your sister-in-law can come out as soon as possible."

Fu Tingxiu suddenly said: "Go to Margaux Club."

"Brother, what did you do at Margaux Club?" Fu Boxuan said, "You have been in the hospital for a few days and need to go back and have a good rest."

Fu Tingxiu glanced deeply out of the car window and said, "Drink a few drinks with me."

Only alcohol can anesthetize him and make him forget the pain.

Fu Boxuan understood, so he had no choice but to take Fu Tingxiu to the Margaux Club and order a table of wine.

The suppressed pain in Fu Tingxiu's chest was released under the catalysis of alcohol.

At the end of the drink, Fu Tingxiu held the bottle and cried, which shocked Fu Boxuan.

The eldest brother, who had always been in front of him to protect him from wind and rain, cried in front of him, crying like a helpless child.

Fu Boxuan shouted softly: "Brother."

Meng Ning's miscarriage cast a lingering haze over the entire Fu family.

Fu Tingxiu placed a bottle of wine in front of Fu Boxuan and said, "Drink."

"Brother, I'll drink with you." Fu Boxuan took the bottle directly and drank it all in one gulp.

Fu Tingxiu glanced at him, picked up a bottle of wine, and drank one bottle in one breath.

Under the dim light, Fu Tingxiu raised his head, with wine in his throat, feeling no less sad and painful.

He stared at the lanterns above his head with his eyes open, drinking wine, tears streaming from his eyes.

Ever since Meng Ning's accident, Mrs. Fu has been staying at Fu's house. She couldn't bear the blow and couldn't afford to fall ill. Fu Yingjie watched her every day, just in case Fu Tingxiu went to settle the score with Mrs. Fu.

Fu's old house.

When Mrs. Fu thought that the child was from the Fu family, she felt regretful and painful.

Old Mrs. Fu beat her chest with her hands many times. She felt pity for the child. It was a boy. She didn't feel sorry for or pity Meng Ning at all, nor did she feel that she was sorry for Meng Ning.

That night, Mrs. Fu moaned in bed again and beat her chest. Fu Yingjie came in with medicine. When she saw her, she quickly said, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Son, that's a boy, that's a boy." Mrs. Fu said sadly: "That's Xiao Xiu's child."