Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Woman Who Doesn't Know the Rules
Jiang Wenyan was speechless for a moment: "She is the one who is sick, what are you burning that bedroom for?"
Fu Chen's eyebrows furrowed, "Is this important?"
......
He said that Fu Chen does not live in this villa often.
Jiang Wenyan put the coffee down.
"Thunder and lightning in winter are not a common thing after all, the young lady's situation is much better now, and in a few years, there should be no such mood swings. ”
Fu Chen looked out the window, as if he was absent-minded, but Jiang Wenyan knew that he was listening carefully.
"The shadow of childhood is easy to accompany her for a lifetime, since she doesn't remember it afterwards, don't remind her to stimulate her, and she will let go slowly. ”
"Hmm. Fu Chen's voice was weak.
Just this one word can tell Jiang Wenyan that he is not talking to the wall.
After a moment of silence, Fu Chen's gaze retracted and turned to him. "Is there anything to look out for?"
"Don't let her know what happened last night, don't let her have big mood swings, that's all. ”
Don't have big mood swings, Fu Chen's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was a little worried.
Jiang Wenyan looked at him thoughtfully.
"Mingyuan is burned, looking at the young lady's posture, it doesn't look like it's thinking of your kindness, but it looks like it's a bond with you. ”
"I don't know what to do. Fu Chen let out a soft snort from the tip of his nose.
Jiang Wenyan pretended to sigh deeply: "Also, I can't tell her about that incident last night, if there is a misunderstanding, I can only let it go first." ”
Fu Chen blackened his face and did not respond.
Jiang Wenyan thought about it between his eyebrows, and said jokingly: "I can't imagine that the dignified Young Master Fu will also have a time when he is willing to suffer such a dumb loss?"
"Schadenfreude?" Fu Chen's face was displeased.
"Don't dare, don't dare. ”
Jiang Wenyan burst out laughing and strode out the door.
"Let's go, let's take a closer look when she returns. The patients in the hospital are all lined up on the street, and every day they call me an internationally renowned orthopedic surgeon to personally come to your wife to be a psychological counselor, and you are embarrassed to speak. ”
Fu Chen's voice was cool and faint from behind: "The dean said that you are very idle." ”
Jiang Wenyan was choked by his words.
"Heh!heh! Who are you, you opened your mouth, the whole Seoul, which hospital is not idle?"
Fu Chen got up and walked out the door: "Did you come by car, I'll ask Uncle Zhou to take you back to the hospital." ”
"No, just invite me to dinner another day. Jiang Wenyan strode downstairs.
"If you have time, you can take her to relax, so toss, although she herself has forgotten, after all, there are still psychological traumas. ”
When the words fell, Fu Chen's mobile phone rang, and Secretary Wen's voice came over there.
"President, Mr. Jin just called and said that he wanted to ask you to have a meal together at noon. ”
"Well, you can arrange it. The phone hung up.
Jiang Wenyan took the medicine box handed over by Zhang's mother.
"But for a workaholic like you, it's obviously better not to say it. ”
Fu Chen sent him to the door, did not respond, waited for the people to leave, and then dialed Secretary Wen's phone.
"Prepare again, this weekend, the department team building. ”
went back to the room and took the briefcase and went out, Uncle Zhou was already waiting outside.
got into the car, Uncle Zhou reported while driving.
"Mr. Jin, who was called to Chu Ge by Mr. Er last night, I called him and asked him to refuse to sign the contract, and he said that he hoped to have the opportunity to talk to you in detail today. ”
Fu Chen opened his notebook and flipped through the documents, and responded: "It's already about lunch." ”
Uncle Zhou said with regret: "It's a pity that you couldn't be there, after all, my identity is not good to go in directly, and I couldn't catch Mr. Er's handle on the spot." ”
"There will be ...... in the future"
Suddenly interrupted in the middle of the conversation, Uncle Zhou looked at the person in the back seat in surprise, and noticed that he looked out the window with a cold face.
Uncle Zhou looked in the direction and saw Yan Mu getting into Du Yunqian's car.
The atmosphere in the car was immediately depressed to the extreme.
Uncle Zhou couldn't help but worry: "A person like Du Yunqian, the young lady is simple-minded and frequently close, I'm afraid there will be danger." ”
"I don't know what to do. Fu Chen snorted coldly, his face extremely gloomy.
Uncle Zhou said cautiously: "Shall we go over, young master." ”
Fu Chen retracted his gaze, and his voice was cold: "Let her go, go back to the company." ”
Uncle Zhou glanced in that direction again with concern, and the car left immediately.
On the other side of the street, Yan Mu sat in the back seat of the car and looked at Du Yunqian in front of him, speaking anxiously.
"How did you get hurt, wasn't it okay yesterday?"
Du Yunqian's speed sped up a little and comforted her: "Don't worry, I just received a call from the maid and called the doctor." Let's go see first. ”
"Good. Yan Mu held back his stomach and frowned.
The car stopped at the villa, and Yan Mu hurriedly followed Du Yunqian into the bedroom.
Jian Peiyu shrunk on the bed, her face was wrapped in bandages, her exposed skin still had many scars, and her body was trembling.
Yan Mu frowned and looked at the person on the bed: "What's going on?"
When the maid saw Du Yunqian coming in, she hurriedly greeted her and said respectfully: "Sir, Ms. Jian's injury doctor just came to see her, treated it, prescribed some medicine, and said that she would come back later." ”
"Let's go down. Du Yunqian said in a deep voice, then strode closer to Yan Mu, and patted her shoulder lightly with his big hand.
"Don't worry, Xiao Mu, talk to your aunt slowly. ”
Jian Peiyu avoided Yan Mu's gaze and didn't say a word.
"Senior, do you know anything. ”
Yan Mu took a step back, dodging the hand he had placed on her shoulder.
A trace of displeasure flashed in Du Yunqian's eyes, and his voice was soft: "Let Auntie say it herself, Xiao Mu, I am an outsider after all." ”
"Is it owed money again? ”
Yan Mu instantly understood, so angry that her teeth chattered, if she didn't feel sorry for Xiaoyu, she really wanted to kill herself by this woman.
Even if he hated her so much, looking at her injuries all over her body, Yan Mu still felt heart-wrenching.
She approached the bed, close to the face, her eyes flushed with pleading.
"Mom, wake up, the Yan clan is gone. I have no choice, and the Yan family has no choice, so I will fill the pit for you again and again. ”
Jian Peiyu couldn't avoid her gaze, her voice trembled, full of panic and guilt: "I'm sorry, Mumu, I'm sorry, I'm ......"
She raised her head, looked at Du Yunqian who was standing behind Yan Mu with frightened eyes, and immediately withdrew her gaze with the ruthlessness that flashed in her eyes, shrunk back, and did not speak again.
Du Yunqian leaned over slightly, and his big palm fell on Yan Mu's shoulder again.
"Xiao Mu, don't be angry, something has happened, and it won't help to say anything. Let's let my aunt heal her injuries first, and let's think about how to solve it together. ”
Yan Mu lowered his head, buried his face in the palm of his hand for a long time, then got up and walked straight out the door. "There's really nothing I can do about it. ”
Du Yunqian quickly followed, followed downstairs to the hall, stepped forward, and grabbed Yan Mu's arm.