After rebirth, my wealthy ex-husband pushed me against the wall and kissed me

"Fifty thousand per pill, thirty pills, seven figures, tsk tsk, this Miss Shen is really a spendthrift..."

Bai Shuoling was amazed, thinking that his friend was really generous. Once you take this medicine, you can't stop. It is estimated that Miss Shen can buy several houses in a year.

"If it's lost, feed it to the dogs!" Fu Xiuyan interrupted the nagging angrily.

Bai Shuoling raised his eyebrows, squeezed the expensive medicine bottle in his hand, looked at the man who seemed angry, and teased fearlessly: "Whose dog is so precious?"

Fu Xiuyan glanced at him coldly and walked away in silence.

Bai Shuoling raised his voice, "Who provoked you?"

Halfway through the walk, Fu Xiuyan turned back with a sullen face, snatched the medicine bottle, and left again. During this time, his thin lips were pursed without relaxing.

"Didn't you agree that I should feed it to the dogs? Why did you snatch it away again?" Bai Shuoling crossed his arms and snorted with a laugh.

As Fu Xiuyan walked out of the hospital, Yang Jin hurried over with a food box in his hand and a smile on his face.

"Boss Fu, I waited in line for two hours and finally bought the crab cake that the young lady likes to eat. I have to say that the food that the young lady likes to eat is always exquisite and expensive. This thing is limited and hard to buy..."

"Throw it away!"

People without heart don’t deserve to eat!

Leaving the word "cold" behind, Fu Xiuyan got into the car.

Yang Jin's smile froze, and he stood there holding the food box he had finally bought.

what happened again?

Did he say the wrong thing?

Or is it that the big boss’ uncle has come, and his temper has become increasingly gloomy and unstable?

Yang Jin was puzzled and took the food box and sat on the passenger seat, observing the people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

The man's brows were tightly knitted together, his gold-wire glasses frame shone with a cold light, and his dark eyes were staring out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Boss Fu, are we going back to the Shen family or to the company?"

After exchanging glances with the driver who dared not breathe, Yang Jin asked cautiously.

"company."

As if he was tired, or thinking of something unpleasant, Fu Xiuyan closed his eyes as if with a sigh.

His back was straight against the chair, his waist was slightly arched and relaxed, and his whole body exuded a sense of relaxation and tiredness.

Seeing this, Yang Jin advised, "Boss Fu, why don't you go back to the Shen family? You have been busy for half a month."

Fu Xiuyan didn't say anything, nor did he move. He just kept his eyes closed, leaning against the back of the chair, as if he was asleep.

Yang Jin knew that the man was not asleep, so he gave the driver a look to tell him to drive.

Fu Xiuyan didn't open his eyes until he arrived at the company. His eyes were clear, without any trace of confusion from just waking up. He stared silently at the food box next to Yang Jin for a moment.

"Send the stuff to the hospital."

After saying that, he opened the car door and went out.

Yang Jin lowered the car window and deliberately shouted at the lonely figure walking into the company: "Who is it for? Miss Yun? Or Miss Shen?"

Fu Xiuyan paused for only a moment, but never turned back.

Yang Jin stroked his clean chin, thinking carefully about the meaning of the big boss's pause.

Tasting the meaning, Yang Jin looked at the food box helplessly, "It seems that the crab cakes will have to be delivered by someone else."

He turned to the driver and said, "Go to the hospital."

The driver started the car and returned to the hospital.

Fu Xiuyan returned to the office and had just sat down when Zhao Qingsi rushed in.

Her eyes were red and wet, and she asked in a tearful voice, "Why did you fire me?"

Fu Xiuyan slowly leaned his head with an indifferent expression and said nothing, but his aura was very oppressive, and silence was even louder than words.

Zhao Qingsi suppressed his trembling, "Is it because of what happened in the hotel that day? I, I just like you too much, and I made a mistake in a moment of confusion, can't you forgive me just once?!"

Fu Xiuyan sneered and said, "Is it a momentary confusion, or is it a deliberate plan?"

Zhao Qingsi's face turned pale, tears streaming down her face, and she begged, "I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, can you give me another chance?"

She sobbed and promised: "I will work hard in the future and will not have any other unreasonable thoughts! Xiu Yan, please don't be so heartless to me for the sake of our many years of knowing each other!"

Fu Xiuyan remained silent, his deep and cold gaze fell on Zhao Qingsi, examining her value so far.

Zhao Qingsi bit her lower lip, her eyes full of tears, and looked at him pleadingly. Her pitiful appearance made people feel pity.

However, the man remained calm and warned, "Get out. This won't happen again."

Zhao Qingsi was stunned for a moment. When she realized what the man said, she burst into tears of joy, wiping away her tears and said softly, "Thank you for repairing the inkstone. I will work hard in the future and will not cause you any more trouble..."

As she spoke her thanks, she looked up at the man. When she saw the impatience in his eyes, she shut her mouth and walked out.

Don't worry, as long as they can stay, they have a long way to go.

As soon as the person left, Fu Xiuyan took off his glasses and tugged at his tie with a little impatience.

How noisy!

He leaned back heavily on the chair and squinted his eyes. Fatigue took over him and the bright white light gradually blurred.

In a drowsy state, he saw a thin figure standing on the old air conditioner outdoor unit, her bare toes were pink and dust had stained her white toes.

His eyes followed the woman's toes upwards. She was wearing a knee-length skirt and a thin knitted sweater. The autumn breeze gently blew her thick, naturally curly long hair.

For some reason, he saw a kind of determination beyond life in the woman.

Although he didn't see the woman's face clearly, Fu Xiuyan felt that she was very scared, very sad, very desperate and very helpless.

His heart felt like it was being pinched by a corner of a pair of tweezers and was being pulled madly, and the force did not loosen until blood was all over the floor.

Enduring the pain of his flesh being torn apart, Fu Xiuyan continued to look up along the woman's goose-white neck.

A fair and delicate chin and lips painted with lipstick.

When he was about to look up and was about to see the woman's face clearly, the figure that had been standing motionless on the air conditioner unit suddenly jumped up without warning.

Fu Xiuyan shuddered all over and was suddenly awakened by the fright. The heart protected in his chest was beating nervously.

The strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat at some point, and even his entire back was covered in sweat, and his shirt was sticking to his body uncomfortably.

The sleep he had was so bad that he was traumatized and aches were coming from all his limbs.

"Damn it!"

Fu Xiuyan frowned and cursed.

Who is the woman in the dream?

Why can't I see her face clearly every time?

Why is she always so sad?

Who bullied her?

He stroked his aching heart, and the image of the woman jumping down appeared in his mind.

Just this one dream made him feel as if half of his life was taken away and his soul was whipped.

Who is that woman? Why does she appear in his dreams every time, repeatedly making him feel uncomfortable and deeply guilty?

The debt was like overgrown weeds, desperately climbing up his body, taking root in his flesh and bones, sucking his blood, and no matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of it.