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   Surgical operating room.

   Qin Fang just finished the operation, and before he could change his clothes, he heard from the nurse that Ji Shuya was injured. He took off his surgical gown and hurried over, only to find that Fu Zhiyan was the only one in the consultation room.

   "Where's Shu Ya?"

   "I told her to go back."

   Fu Zhiyan rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his vigorous wrists.

  Qin Fang saw that his expression was wrong, and walked up to him, "What's the matter? Wasn't it okay when I left? Why did I get hurt?"

   "When I came, I saw Ono push her, and the egg custard in her hand fell down and burned the back of her hand."

"Is it serious?" Qin Fang paused, "No, stop, did you see the little niece overturn the egg custard with your own eyes?" Although the little niece seems to be willful, she is actually a measured person. distressed girl. To say that the little niece deliberately overturned the egg custard, he was a little unconvinced.

"Yep."

  Fu Zhiyan responded lightly.

   Qin Fang leaned over with a baby face and asked word by word, "Then do you believe that the little niece did it on purpose?"

   "She didn't argue." Fu Zhiyan looked at Qin Fang.

  Qin Fang didn't scratch his head, "Ah? What do you mean?" There is no excuse, that's the default?

"When she went to the hotel and drugged me to take pictures, she said that she was dedicated to art. When she used my seal, she said she just accidentally poked it. When she only got 7 points in the physics test, she said she just didn't perform well. When she went to school and fell on her leg, she said she was studying hard and making progress every day. But this time, she didn't say anything. Qin Fang, she is the kind of fake grievance who will show her teeth and claws, but the real grievance is swallowed in her heart. people." Fu Zhiyan's voice was cold to the bone, and his falcon-like eyes were extremely sharp, "It's time to beat the Ji family."

   "Are you really playing?"

   Qin Fang was a little surprised.

   The ruthless and elegant man in front of him stood up straight and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned his head to the side, bloodthirsty and haze, "I don't care what she and the Ji family want, but she shouldn't touch my bottom line."

   After he finished speaking, he walked out of the door of the consultation room. Qin Fang was left alone and stayed where he was.

  …

  Han Xiaoye rolled on the bed for a while, and then he heard footsteps in the corridor. She quickly buried herself in the bed and closed her eyes.

  ‘Squeak. "

   The footsteps came to her bed and stopped.

   Her heart was about to stop nervously, and she was lying on the bed not daring to move. In fact, she didn't know why she was pretending to be asleep, and when she heard the footsteps, she closed her eyes in such a conditioned reflex. Han Xiaoye felt that she was like a camel now, and when she was in danger, she buried her head in the sand. As if you can hide in this way, it's just stupid.

   She also knew that this was stupid, but she really didn't know how to face this man.

  Rui Rui said...she likes Fu Zhiyan.

like……

   "Han Xiaoye."

   The man's low and sultry voice rang in his ears.

   She tried her best to control her heartbeat and pretended to be dead to the end.

   "Han Xiaoye."

   "..." She couldn't hear.

  Fu Zhiyan frowned. The person on the bed was shaking her eyelashes because her eyes were closed too hard. He was 100% sure that she was definitely not asleep.

   "I know you haven't slept. Okay, stop messing around, get up and eat something."

  “…”

   The person on the bed snored at the right time.

  Fu Zhiyan pursed his thin lips, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I believe you didn't overturn the bowl of egg custard, and I never doubted you from the beginning."

  Zhentian's purring stopped invisibly, and the 'sleeping' man turned over and turned his back to him.

  Fu Zhiyan stood for a while, but the person on the bed didn't respond at all. The hand on his side clenched tightly, and then let it go.

   "The fish soup and rice are in the insulated bucket. Remember to eat when you wake up from 'sleep'. I'll go to the company and call me if you have anything."

  "..." The man with his back turned to him bit his lower lip.

  The door was slammed shut.

  Han Xiaoye opened his eyes and stared blankly at the closed door, wondering what he was thinking.

   In the next two or three days, as long as Fu Zhiyan comes, Han Xiaoye will surely 'sleep soundly'. Even Qin Fang could see that something was wrong, and asked her if she had quarreled with Fu Zhiyan several times. Of course she beat her to death and refused to admit it, and Fu Zhiyan didn't seem to notice her fake sleep. Every time I come to put down my food, I sit on the sofa for half an hour and leave. Quiet, almost imperceptible to his presence.

  …

   The sun at three o'clock in the afternoon was warm, bright and not dazzling. Han Xiaoye was lying on the lawn in a daze with a grass root in his mouth. From her angle, she could just see the blue sky and the occasional white cloud blown by the wind.

   "Forty-eight, forty-nine...hey..."

   She let out a long sigh, and the grass in her mouth fell on her chin funny, but she didn't care about it in a trance. Suddenly, she sat up from the lawn and pulled a flower. He started to mumble, "Like Fu Zhiyan?"

   After dropping one petal, he grabbed another one, "Well, I don't like Fu Zhiyan."

   Grab another petal and repeat, "Like? Don't like! Like? Don't like!..."

   She didn't notice that in the corridor not far from the lawn, a slender man leaned on the pillar and watched her with interest for a long time.

   Yin Jue trotted over from the inpatient department and patted the man on the shoulder panting, "Rong Lian, can you wait? Come on, I'll take you to the studio."

   Quan Ronglian didn't move, her thin lips curled up evilly, "Look over there."

   Yin Jue looked in the direction he pointed, and blurted out instantly, "Little loach!"

   "Shh."

   The luxurious fragrance of Marlboro dissipated, and Quan Ronglian's eyes were deep.

  Yin Jue held back his surprise and stretched his neck strangely, "What is she doing with a chrysanthemum in hand?"

  Quan Ronglian put her hands in her trouser pockets, straightened up, and said recklessly, "Don't you know if you go and see? You wait here for me for a while."

   "Rong..." Before Lian could say anything, Yin Jue saw the man casually walking on flip-flops.

   He looked at the hospital corridor where people came and went, sighed helplessly, took out his mobile phone and called his agent.

   There are so many people here, it is impossible to guarantee that there are no reporter paparazzi following. If he is photographed talking intimately with a woman, he will use his toes to know that something big will happen!

  …

   Han Xiaoye, who was unaware of the approaching danger, was holding a yellow and golden chrysanthemum in a tangle.

"Like it or not……"

   She looked at the bald chrysanthemum stack with only one petal left in her hand, and her hair instantly exploded.

   "Damn it! No way! How could I like it..."

"what do you like?"

   A pair of flip-flops appeared in her line of sight.

  Simple black flip-flops make those feet white and powerful. Han Xiaoye looked up along those beautiful feet, straight and slender legs, strong and powerful waist, and then... is the slender and elegant cigarette held by the plump **** thin lips...