Fu Haitang recovered slightly and took a deep breath of cold air: "I know, I can eat it. And don't forget what I told you, don't tell anyone these things, not even Gu Zhen. You can only"

"I know, you just take the medicine honestly and I won't tell you!"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Haitang's blood was rushing with jealousy. She sneered suddenly, and her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, which proved that her emotions were beating too much tonight.

Is it because Chen Fang was injured?

For so many years, everything about Chen Fang can affect her emotions... From illness to injury, her preference for Chen Fang is omnipresent.

Fu Haitang looked down at the spot where he once wore his wedding ring, and took off the bandage, revealing circles of dark red scabbed scratches that had not yet healed.

Li Hyuk said it would leave scars.

But he was somewhat satisfied... In this way, the traces of those previous loves would never disappear.

A handful of pills, pink, blue and white, he swallowed with cold water and walked towards the garage.

There were eight or nine cars parked in the garage, half of which were Lao San's sports cars. He glanced at it and got into a Bentley he had just bought not long ago.

The door slowly opened, and the cold winter wind blew up the dry and bleak air, carrying the man's gloomy sadness, from the West Second Ring Road to Xiangshan Lake.

On the mountainous road, the off-road vehicle was very quiet.

Song Weiyu was afraid that Chen Fang would ask her again why she met Fu Haitang tonight and went to Fu's house, so she sat on his lap and pretended to sleep all the way.

When getting out of the car, Ayuan was worried about the injury on her boss's chest and wanted to hug her.

Chen Fang looked back.

A Xiao said: "This injury is nothing. Didn't you see that the boss was shot through by a gun and received dozens of stabs on his chest and back? He still walked without shaking while holding his sister-in-law."

Ah Yuan looked at the boss's tall figure holding Song Weiyu tightly, and remembered what the boss said to him when he gave him a commission: "No matter when, you can die, but your sister-in-law cannot die. If you dare to agree, just stay."

Ah Yuan agreed, and he patted his chest and said that he would never go against what he said.

The lights on the second floor of the villa came on, and Chen Fang returned to the bedroom with Song Weiyu in his arms. He put her on the bed and changed her clothes, and kissed her gently on the lips.

She didn't want to open her eyes, but Axiao's words made her feel how shameful it was for her to pretend to sleep in front of this man.

"Chen Fang."

Chen Fang quickly walked to the door, heard her voice, and turned around: "Did I wake you up?"

Song Weiyu shook his head and looked at the injury on his chest: "You can sleep here tonight, I will take care of you. You can't touch the water, I will help you wash..."

Chen Fang looked at her steadily, then suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "Don't seduce me, my concentration is not good."

"I...I didn't..."

Chen Fang walked back with a smile and sat on the bed again, "What if I can't help but open the wound while sleeping here?"

It's not serious to be injured.

Song Weiyu lowered his eyes and pushed him gently: "Then don't sleep here."

Chen Fang rubbed her hair and glanced over her fair shoulders.

He pushed her down and covered her with the quilt, and placed a kiss on her forehead: "Lie down and rest. I'll wait until my wound is almost healed before letting you sleep on it, for a month at most."

Before Song Weiyu had time to glare at him, he went out with a smile.

My heart was in turmoil, and I wanted to take off my makeup, but I was too lazy to move. The month Chen Fang mentioned was probably the time to get the divorce certificate.

Divorce certificate, Fu Haitang.

These six words are now inseparable and deeply related.

She remembered that in the past, when she often drank too much and fell asleep, Fu Haitang would kneel by the bed and gently wipe her face clean with makeup remover wipes.

He even knew that there were different makeup remover wipes for eyes and lips.

Song Weiyu looked at the ceiling and chuckled briefly. Thirty years ago, who would have imagined that the most prestigious princeling in the capital and the only heir to the Fu family would one day kneel in front of his wife and obediently remove her makeup.

Thinking of these, she suddenly felt warm in her heart, as if... the autumn afternoon sunlight passed through the glass and fell on the lazy velvet cat.

Just like the heat wave caused by her skirt when she ran into someone's arms at the corner of the school gate 30 years ago.

The moonlight outside the window was extremely bright.

She suddenly wanted to see the moon, so she lifted the quilt, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and walked towards the window. She turned sideways and leaned against the cold floor-to-ceiling window, raising her head to let the white moonlight hit her body. She stood there for a long time, not wanting to waste tonight's moonlight.

Morandi's green suspender silk skirt was wrapped around her slender and plump body, and the moonlight cast a clear silver light on it.

She seemed to be protected by the moonlight.

The moon was shining on the west side of the sky, and she didn't see the Su Family Garden Villa on the east side of her, with a lonely light on.

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