sick wife

Fu Qinghe was asked suddenly, she came here specially to discuss work with Feng Xin, before she came, she also guessed whether Feng Xin would talk about the things before her rebirth, but she didn't expect Feng Xin to ask, it would be this.

She signaled the receptionist to go out, there was mellow tea on the table, and she casually poured a cup to drink.

"Xiaofeng, it has nothing to do with others when I promote you."

Fu Qinghe doesn't often interact with the company's employees. Every time he comes, he doesn't see anyone, and he doesn't see anyone when he leaves. Except for the management, the middle and lower-level employees rarely meet Fu Qinghe.

The reason why she paid attention to Feng Xin was because there was a starlet whose red carpet photos went out of the circle and became popular abroad. It happened that the group of photos also poked her. After knowing that the photographer was Feng Xin, she went to check it out. Guo Fengxin's past works.

Fu Qinghe saw that Fengxin's expression was wrong, and continued to explain: "I appreciate your ability, to be precise, I think you can bring me more benefits, so I choose you."

"About Miss Tong..." Fu Qinghe frowned slightly, as if hesitating how to speak, so as not to let Feng Xin misunderstand, "She has been fishing for me for so many years, and I really want to get a lot from her, but what do I want?" I didn't get it either, you don't have to worry about me bullying her."

A certain word pierced deeply into Feng Xin's ears, even though she knew that Fu Qinghe was not the kind of person who would deliberately lie for romantic affairs.

She still insisted on defending Tong Huai, "Why did I never know that you two knew each other in the last life?"

The "fishing" she understands, isn't it that one party is indifferent to the other party, neither responding nor rejecting?

Given the close relationship between her and Tong Huai, it's impossible not to notice that there is such a so-called fisherman beside Tong Huai at all.

Fu Qinghe couldn't help laughing, and almost laughed out loud, "Xiaofeng, you still don't understand women. What reason does Tong Huai let you know about this kind of self-destructive image? She is in front of you, following in the eyes of others, But it's completely two faces."

What's more, Tong Huai still has a crush on Fengxin without knowing it. To his sweetheart, who doesn't want to show the best side?

He can't tell Feng Xin that he's raising fish and he's teaching the spare tire.

"Really?" Feng Xin echoed coldly, even thinking in her heart, is it because Fu Qinghe couldn't get Tong Huai, that's why she slandered her like this.

Fu Qinghe didn't want Feng Xin to believe her words easily, after all, she was an outsider.

"Yes." she said.

Not ruling out the possibility of Feng Xin having double standards, Fu Qinghe stated Tong Huai's actions lightly, "One time she drank too much and tortured me on the phone, asking me to carry her back, and I carried her all the way , I didn’t even have a chance to go into her room to have a sip of tea. I told her bluntly that day, if you really don’t have feelings for me, don’t let me misunderstand you. Do you know what her answer is?”

Fu Qinghe said it lightly, with a half-smile on his face, he didn't seem to care much.

"Tong Huai told me, 'It's not that I don't feel nothing at all, at least I don't feel sick when I read Lily comics now'"

She waited left and right, and finally Tong Huai changed her words, "It would be great if you were Feng Xin."

Fu Qinghe had never been played like this since she was a child, and she was hit by Tong Huai, which made her lose her temper.

She mocked, "Do you think the Tong Huai I'm talking about is very strange?"

If this is the case, Fu Qinghe seems to be still a victim...

Feng Xin's expression was a little stiff, she couldn't associate the woman who was drunk and acting like a spoiled child to Fu Qinghe as the same as Tong Huai.

She licked her lower lip uncomfortably, and her eyes fell on the coffee table. Although she lacked confidence, she still didn't trust Fu Qinghe's one-sided words, "You said these things by yourself. Even if I ask Xiao Huai now, she will It is impossible to know what happened in the previous life."

Fu Qinghe agreed, "Yes, then can I pursue your girlfriend now? She is not the straight daughter you thought."

Feng Xin didn't intend to intervene at all, her request was very simple, as long as Fu Qinghe wouldn't force Tong Huai to do something he didn't like, it was a normal pursuit.

"Don't hurt her." Feng Xin said seriously.

Fu Qinghe didn't answer, women really have double standards...

Feng Xin couldn't sort out her thoughts, and had to work. After drinking two or three cups of hot tea, her ears became red, and she was able to calm down a little.

The dark gray blue satin shirt, worn on Feng Xin's body, showed elegance and gentleness, no longer the look of being angry just now, but a little more embarrassment because of wrongdoing.

The collar has a familiar smell of incense, and I can't help but think of Shang Congshu, a clingy person. If Congshu was around, he would definitely ask her what the clothes smell like under the excuse, hug her and sneak up on her neck, leaving tooth marks.

evening.

Feng Xin works with Fu Qinghe, Fu Qinghe just watches from the sidelines, and has no intention of joining in.

She guessed that Fu Qinghe was here for a show, and returned to China early to be in such a high position in the airborne company. She probably touched someone's cake from the Fu family, so now she has to put on a show and put it off.

I worked for five or six hours before calling it a day.

Feng Xin was not in a hurry to leave, she packed up the set props and handed them to the assistant who was traveling with her, and sat in the passenger seat of the car not far away.

Fu Qinghe was sleepy, took a nap unknowingly, heard the movement, opened her eyes to look at Feng Xin in a daze, "Is it over? Do you want to have a meal together?"

Feng Xin had an appointment and did not accept Fu Qinghe's invitation.

She came here for something else.

"Boss Fu, can you ask me something about my death?" Feng Xin asked.

She is from Fu Qinghe's company, even if she doesn't ask specifically, as long as it is about her, the company will spread the word to some extent.

Feng Xin was worried, her eyes changed, "Did Cong Shu find her in the end? I want to know if she ran into some bad guys after I died? How could..."

Feng Xin couldn't say the following words, Shang Congshu didn't want to tell her the cause of death, she was always thinking about this matter, wondering how much her Congshu suffered.

Fu Qinghe suddenly became sober, "Do you really want to know?"

Feng Xin nodded heavily.

Fu Qinghe didn't like to say it, things had already happened, why bother to make troubles, but she couldn't hold back Feng Xin's eyes, looking forward and grateful.

"When I found out about Shang Congshu, she was already gone." Fu Qinghe was slightly sad, and couldn't bear to continue talking, Feng Xin didn't urge her, and just watched like this.

She let out a long breath, and continued: "From the monitoring, the police saw that Shang Congshu probably wanted to pick up the dolls under the bridge, but he couldn't get back up after going down... She had been homeless for several days before she got off the bridge. , I didn’t survive a night, I froze to death.”

Fu Qinghe also hid a small part and didn't say that Shang Congshu snatched the dog doll from the toy store. He was beaten and scolded by the clerk, but the passers-by couldn't stand it, so he helped pay for it. Only then can I walk out of the store with the doll in my arms.