a tissue and handed it to him, her brow slightly furrowed. "Are you feeling cold""Maybe." Zhou SZE took a tissue to wipe, then went back to the bathroom to take a hot shower."Why don't we skip going...Chapter 917 You... Are you going to sleep here too
He has been taking care of two children lately, so he does have some skills in coaxing them.
Seeing Xu Qinghuan's furrowed brow, he reached out and forcefully smoothed it out.
"I am not round and chubby."
"You are indeed not." Fu Yan shi smiled. "Tuan Tuan is much more obedient than you."
"...."
He took out his phone, flipped through the photo album and passed it over. "Every day of theirs is recorded," he said. "I told them that Mommy was sick and needed to rest, so if you go back to Dongyuelu Bay now, they won't be surprised."
Shu Qinghuan took the phone and after watching a few videos, she reacted.
So you never planned on giving up on me
"Of course I'm going! When you're angry with me, I think to myself, I never want to like you again, you heartless woman."
There was still a hint of resentment in Fu Yan's tone.
He's actually quite mismatched with his handsome face.
Xu Qinghuan was amused, her gaze continuing to flip through those videos.
They were all well taken care of by Fu Yan Shi. In the video, there was always Fu Yan Shi holding Tuan Tuan, while Yuan Yuan sat on the side, listening to him tell stories and describe the pictures in the book.
So much harmony, so much love.
This was a family atmosphere that Xu Qinghuan had never experienced before.
When she was little, she often fantasized about having loving parents who would pick her up and drop her off at school. After school, she could cuddle with her dad and tell her mom about what happened at school.
But that was when I was in elementary school, second or third grade.
After junior high, she never thought about it again, and even hoped that Xu Shiduo would die sooner.
Perhaps after learning of his death, his mother could finally let go and heal from her heartache.
Xu Qinghuan was flipping through something when suddenly, a pop-up window appeared at the top of her phone, reminding her that Qiao Xihe had sent her a message!
She didn't mean to look.
The main interface doesn't lock the screen, so you can directly see the message content she sent.
Mr. Fu, did you call me Is something the matter
Did Fu Yan invite Qiao Xi He to meet
At the very least, looking at this message, it seems like this is what happened.
Xu Qinghuan's finger paused, then she returned the phone to him. "My IV is almost finished. Could you ask the doctor to remove the needle for me"
Fu Yan then put away his phone, stood up, and said, "Okay."
......
Just after leaving the hospital and getting into the car, it started to rain outside.
Xu Qinghuan leaned against the car window, her gaze fixed on the outside.
I wonder what they're thinking.
Fu Yan didn't disturb her, only bowing his head and typing on his phone.
When they arrived at the hotel, Lin Secretary got out of the car and opened the door for Xu Qinghuan. She had already gotten out and turned her head to look at Fu Yan, his fingers were still swiping on the screen.
Because only his left hand could move, his right hand merely served as a support for his phone. He typed rather awkwardly, often pressing the wrong keys.
"Mr. Fu, we've arrived."
Upon being reminded by Lin Secretary, Fu Yan shi only then lifted his head.
"Okay."
He put away his phone and got out of the car, following Xu Qinghuan into the hotel.
"You... are you going to sleep here too"
She entered the room and saw that Fu Yan had no intention of leaving. After hesitating for a moment, she still opened her mouth to ask.
"Well, I'll sleep on the couch."
Where would he dare let Xu Qinghuan leave his sight
At least this period of time won't work.
Looking at Fu Yan's weariness between his brows and eyes, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel heartache.
"Don't sleep on the couch, this bed is big, I wouldn't even use much of it sleeping alone."
"No."
Unexpectedly, Fu Yan shi refused.
Xu Qinghuan subconsciously asked, "Why"
"......because you're not feeling well."Fu Huazhen."Uncle Fu, I am Qiao Xi He.""Oh! Qiao, is something the matter" Fu Huazhen's voice sounded a bit haggard; he probably hadn't gotten over the grief of losing his wife yet."That's right, Uncl...