"Xiao Mu, I'll solve the money matter, my aunt is still injured, and I know it's wrong, don't be angry. ”

Jian Peiyu looked at Du Yunqian in an instant, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Mr. Du, please do well, Mr. Du is doing well, you are the best to my family, and she will definitely be grateful to you. ”

Du Yunqian leaned over and went to help Jian Peiyu, who was kneeling at his feet, but his eyes were instantly ruthless.

It's not the first time they've met.

The words she had told him four years ago are still fresh in his memory.

"A wild child with no father and no mother, also has the face to enter my Yan's house?"

"Don't think I don't know, aren't you just pointing to Gao Panyan's family and being a little white face who relies on his wife to eat soft rice?"

"My family is so simple that I hate it, but I'm not stupid to be a mother, you, die of this heart as soon as possible. ”

With a sudden force in his hand, Jian Peiyu was thrown aside, raised her head with teary eyes, and looked at him with some puzzlement.

Du Yunqian strode closer with a guilty look on his face, and helped Jian Peiyu up, his tone of concern.

"I'm sorry Auntie, it was me who was careless, are you okay?"

Jian Peiyu shook her head gratefully, wanting to ask him for a word.

"Is Mr. Du really willing to help, don't worry, your kindness, the Yan family will definitely ......"

"If the senior insists on interfering, we will never know each other in the future. ”

Yan Mu's eyes were cold, he looked at Jian Peiyu, who froze for a moment, and turned around and left the ward.

Du Yunqian hurriedly chased after him: "Xiao Mu." ”

Jian Peiyu's anxious voice came from behind him: "Mr. Du, about money, Mr. Du wait a minute......"

It was night, and the streets were empty.

Yan Mu sat in the back seat of the car, looking at the bare branches that were rapidly retreating outside the window, his expression was blank, and he was already confused.

Those people won't let Jian Peiyu go, if they don't save her, will they really let her die?

After a long silence, Du Yunqian's voice came from the front: "Don't think about it, things will always pass." ”

"How did you get over?" Yan Mu couldn't help but sneer.

"She's like this, she's been like this since I was a child, selfish, stupid, ruthless, never considers other people's feelings, never cares about other people's lives and deaths......"

Yan Mu's eyes suddenly reddened, stopped talking, and didn't say any more.

"Then leave. Du Yunqian's voice came softly but firmly.

"Xiao Mu, then come with me, we will take my uncle to leave together, there is also a very good level of medical care abroad, if you want, Xiao Yu can also bring it over." ”

Yan Mu took a deep breath and interrupted him: "I'm different from you, I can't leave." ”

"What's the one you can't leave?" Du Yunqian's voice suddenly raised a few points, with a little unwillingness.

"Is he still worth remembering now?"

Yan Mu's eyes instantly turned cold: "It has nothing to do with him, senior, I said it, I hope you don't interfere in my affairs, and it has long passed between us." ”

Du Yunqian's hand holding the steering wheel was a little harder, and his slender fingers became more and more distinct.

He looked ahead, finally swallowing the unfinished words.

Back in Mingyuan, Yan Mu just took off his coat and came down from upstairs facing Ling Yuwei.

She walked directly to Yan Mu, as if she opened her mouth in surprise.

"Ah, Mrs. Fu is back, I see that you went out early in the morning, and I thought you would not come back today. ”

Her voice immediately turned to the kitchen: "Mom Zhang, I said dinner and wait, look at this, is there any food left?"

Yan Mu walked around her with cold eyes, and was about to go upstairs, but Ling Yuwei continued to chase after her as usual in a gentle voice.

"Mrs. Fu, why did you forget? Your bed is here, I asked the maid to clean it up. ”

Yan Mu paused, turned around and looked at the quilt on the sofa, and immediately sneered: "Miss Ling, you really have a heart." ”

"Mrs. Fu is polite. Ling Yuwei looked quite proud.

There was a soft knock, and the door was opened by the servant.

Fu Chen strode in, and the moment he saw Yan Mu, his expression immediately turned cold.

Ling Yuwei immediately changed her face to gentleness and greeted her: "Ah Chen, are you back, are you tired?" I specially boiled millet porridge for you, nourishing your stomach, rest and drink again." ”

"Well, let the servants do these things in the future. ”

Fu Chen handed the coat into her hand, his eyes full of spoiling, which was something that Yan Mu never dared to hope for.

He said to himself that he walked by, his eyes fell on the quilt on the sofa, and his expression was a little displeased: "What's the matter?"

Ling Yuwei hurriedly followed, speaking with guilt and panic.

"It's all my fault, Mrs. Fu saw that I was going to move to Ah Chen's room, and she didn't want to live in the guest bedroom, so she said that she would sleep here. Ah Chen, Mingyuan is your and Mrs. Fu's home after all, and I still ......"

"She likes it, so let's sleep here. ”

Fu Chen's eyes sank, and he interrupted Ling Yuwei's words in a cold voice, and hugged her to his side with a big hand.

His face, which was as cold as a knife, pressed down and attached it to Ling Yuwei's ear, the voice was not loud, and he could just enter the ear of Yan Mu.

"Her home, she deserves it?"

His hot breath spurted down, Ling Yuwei's face turned blushing, hammered Fu Chen's chest, and whispered: "Ah Chen, what are you doing!"

Yan Mu felt a dull pain in his heart, and he was a little out of breath.

Fu Chen suddenly leaned over, then picked up Ling Yuwei horizontally, and walked straight upstairs.

Ling Yuwei's delicate voice seemed to be deliberately raised a few points.

"I hate it, the porridge is still hot, Ah Chen eats a little bit. ”

Fu Chen's voice was low and hoarse: "Eat you first." ”

The woman's delicate and numb voice became farther and farther away, and Yan Mu sat down on the sofa, trying to control her trembling body and calm herself.

Between her and him, it's just a false name, what is there to be sad about?

It was late at night, the lights were turned off, and the hall fell into darkness and dead silence.

Yan Mu was woken up by Ling Yuwei early in the morning, and after another day of tossing and turning in the hospital, he was so tired that he lay down on the sofa and soon fell into a coma.

Naturally, she wouldn't have thought that it was the one upstairs who was now proud of the spring breeze, but he couldn't sleep.

Ling Yuwei sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Fu Chen, who was sleeping on the floor, breathing evenly, with a breath in her throat, and she didn't feel sleepy.

Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she felt very aggrieved.

She has always been clear that what he wants is a quiet, noisy and noisy woman, so over the years, she has always been well-behaved and sensible in front of him, coming and going as soon as she is called, never talking much, never messing around.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but open her mouth after all.

"Ah Chen, do you really love me?"

Fu Chen didn't open his eyes to look at her, his voice was cold and tired: "Be obedient, go to bed first, it's not early." ”

"I've always been obedient, I've always been obedient. ”

Ling Yuwei took a deep breath, and tears slipped down in an instant.

"It's just because of sympathy, right, at that time, you lost your mother and the warmth of your family, and I didn't have a father since I was a child, and my mother never cared about me, so it just so happened that I was by your side again, and I accepted it, right?"