Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Han Yue suddenly took Lao Deng's hand and said, "Just be in the right place. Why do you think so much?"

Lao Deng placed his palm on the back of Han Yue's hand: "Xiao Han, I'm so ashamed that I'm not as brave as you. You're right. Just be happy when you get older. Don't think about other things. I take back what I said to you before. Although I don’t have much money, I am willing to contribute. If you need anything, I will be the first to help.”

"Okay, it's a deal." Han Yue picked up the teacup and said, "Let's make an agreement with tea instead of wine."

The gap between Lao Deng and Han Yue was easily resolved.

But on the other side, the conflict between Fu Jingchen and Zhou Luo has not diminished at all.

Zhou Luo sat in front of the mirror, staring at the scratches on her face. She didn't like this look, let alone Fu Jingchen.

She hoped that Fu Jingchen, her master who worried about gains and losses, could see her uneasiness and hold her tightly to give her a sense of security.

Even if he blocked Fu Jingchen's contact information, he could always change his number.

Zhou Luo stayed up late at night, and the doorbell rang.

A smile suddenly appeared on the woman's face, it must be Fu Jingchen.

When she opened the door, she thought she would give the man a hug when she saw Fu Jingchen, but in fact, she was telling the truth.

"What are you doing here?" She didn't know why what she was thinking was completely different from what she was saying.

"Luoluo, why did you block me?" Fu Jingchen held Zhou Luo's hand, "I didn't tell you to eat with my brother yesterday. It's my fault. Don't be angry. I will report it no matter what you do in the future."

"Is this the only thing I did wrong?" Zhou Luo asked.

Fu Jingchen thought for a while: "Is there anything else?"

"Fu Jingchen, think about it carefully." Zhou Luo refused to say whether he was alive or dead.

"Tell me, I really don't know what else I did wrong? Did I say something? I don't remember it anymore, it means it was unintentional."

Zhou Luo's voice suddenly became louder: "So you didn't realize your mistake at all. You said you would never leave me no matter what I did. Today I asked you to leave, so you left. I blocked you and you didn't call me." , a day passed before he came to me.”

Fu Jingchen's eyebrows knitted together as he listened to Zhou Luo's complaints.

"Didn't I come? How can I call you if you block me? If you ask me to leave, I won't leave, and you have to say that I won't listen to you." Fu Jingchen felt aggrieved.

"You don't think you're wrong when I say it, right? So I'm wrong?" Zhou Luo became angry again when he heard Fu Jingchen's quibbles.

"No, I'm trying to reason with you." Fu Jingchen put his arm around Zhou Luo's shoulders and said, "Go in and say, it's not good for others to hear the noise at the door."

"You still think I'm embarrassed?" No matter what Fu Jingchen said at this moment, it became a bad word to Zhou Luo.

"Luoluo, you need to calm down. Don't you think you're trying to get into trouble? I say something and you retort. It's obvious that I don't mean that. I'll leave first and come back when you're not angry." Fu Jingchen felt that if he continued to stay here, he would only make things worse. Zhou Luo's mood was even worse.

So he let go of Zhou Luo's hand and walked away without looking back.

"Fu Jingchen, you ignore my emotions and don't coax me even though you know I'm angry. Instead, you choose to escape." Zhou Luo picked up his slippers and threw them towards the door.

Fu Jingchen thought Zhou Luo couldn't see him and would naturally calm down. The man went downstairs and sat in the car.

Prepare to find Zhou Luo later.

But in Zhou Luo's eyes, Fu Jingchen just left him alone.

He sat on the ground and cried, writing a short composition to scold Fu Jingchen while crying.

Fu Jingchen received a message from a woman, clicked on it, and saw dozens of lines of words, calling him a scumbag, saying he was irresponsible, and accusing him of starting a mess and then giving up...

That's totally bullshit!

Fu Jingchen edited a message to refute Zhou Luo.

[Fu Jingchen, you still don’t admit it, okay, I’m sick] Zhou Luo blocked Fu Jingchen again.

He went to see Zhou Luo shamelessly and was kicked out. His good intentions were treated like a donkey, and he was scolded. Fu Jingchen, who had been tired for a day without even eating, was in an extremely bad mood. He had no energy to coax Zhou Luo. I put my foot on the gas and went to the clubhouse to relax.

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At night in the hospital, visiting family members left one after another, and the entire corridor was quiet.

Yu Wenhao brought the thin quilt over. He wanted to spend the last night with Shen Xingzhi.

She will go to work tomorrow, and Shen Xingzhi agrees that he will come over every night, but is not allowed to stay in the hospital overnight.

Yu Wenhao knew that Shen Xingzhi was worried that he would not get enough rest and would be out of shape at work.

Afraid that the nurse would not be so thoughtful when he was away, Yu Wenhao wrote down all the precautions and posted them on the wall all night long.

Even what time Shen Xingzhi ate was written on it.

The nurse glanced at her and said nothing, but Shen Xingzhi could see the helplessness in her eyes.

"That's probably enough." Shen Xingzhi said.

"Twenty minutes, give or take." Yu Wenhao replied, "If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us. My phone will not be turned off."

"Okay, I'll go eat first." The nurse gave the two people space to be alone.

"Xingzhi, look at this paper, is there anything missing?" Yu Wenhao asked worriedly.

Shen Xingzhi smiled and held the man's hand: "Are you going to scare Auntie to death? This is enough. Can't you give Auntie a little extra salary if you do it all? It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I can do some things myself."

Yu Wenhao immediately retorted: "That won't work. You have to rest well. If you want to do it yourself, I'd better stay in the hospital."

"Okay, okay, let Auntie do it. We agreed that today is the last night, and you must rest at home later. Remember the password, and stay at my place first." Shen Xingzhi continued to warn.

"I know." Yu Wenhao interrupted.

"By the way, the doctor told me this afternoon that I can go through the discharge procedures in two days and just keep him at home. I can't stand the smell of medicine in the hospital anymore." Shen Xingzhi told Yu Wenhao the good news.

"Go back, I can continue to take care of you at night."

"Well, Wen Hao, I'm lucky to have you during this time." Shen Xingzhi is an emotional person.

"If you say thank you again, I will get angry." Yu Wenhao always believes that close people should not say thank you to each other. It would be great to do something for each other when the feelings are fulfilled.

"Ouch, it's so crooked." Rong Yan came over to deliver the meal and said when she saw Shen Xingzhi and Yu Wenhao holding hands.

"No way, Rong Yan, why didn't you knock on the door?"

"Knock, someone was too engrossed to hear, so he had to come right in." Rong Yan put down the lunch box, "Auntie made old duck soup today, it tastes great."

"Would you like to cook a little more? Wen Hao will go to work tomorrow and won't have time to cook at night. Give him one." Shen Xingzhi smiled stupidly.

"What do you think? Of course, you can eat three lunch boxes by yourself?"

"I know you are the best to me. Rong Yan, I will repay you well after I am discharged from the hospital."

"Okay, come to my house to cook. Auntie will go back to her hometown next month, and I'm worried that no one will cook." Rong Yan said unceremoniously.

"Huh?" Shen Xingzhi originally said polite words.