"He's a doctor. Fu Tingxiao nodded slightly, gave Zhou Anqian an affirmative look, and said softly.

Fu Tingxiao's words did make Zhou Anqian feel a lot more relieved, but he still held Fu Tingxiao's arm and refused to let go, "Tingxiao, I don't want to stay in the hospital, I want to leave here." ”

Fu Tingxiao frowned slightly, the doctor had already understood, and looked at Zhou Anqian's medical records a few times, cleared his throat and said: "Miss Zhou's current state, going home and staying in a more familiar environment is conducive to the recovery of her condition, and there is no need to continue to stay in the hospital." ”

With the doctor's permission, Fu Tingxiao ordered someone to go through the discharge procedures for Zhou Anqian.

On the return flight, considering that Zhou Anqian might be stimulated, Fu Tingxiao specially arranged the seats of the two together.

"Thunderbolt, those two people last night ......" After the plane entered the stratosphere, Zhou Anqian looked at Fu Tingxiao's three-dimensional side face and asked softly.

Fu Tingxiao wrote, "You sleep and rest for a while, and I will take care of other things." ”

Zhou An's lips hooked up a slightly smug smile, and he sorted out the blanket on his body with satisfaction, leaned on the seat and continued to stare at Fu Tingxiao with smiling eyes.

The eyes were blazing and **, but Fu Tingxiao's entire attention had already been on the document in his hand, and it wasn't until the plane landed that he finally took his eyes off it.

The black Cayenne walked steadily along the viaduct around the city, passing through most of the city and stopping in front of the Nanhu Villa in Xicheng District.

"Thank you, Thunderbolt, for letting me live here. Before getting out of the car, Zhou Anqian looked at the person next to him and said softly.

"You had an accident while you were working, and going home in your current state will inevitably arouse the suspicion of your family. ”

In the middle of Fu Tingxiao's speech, the driver had already opened the door for Zhou Anqian intimately.

Zhou An lowered his eyes and smiled, but there was bitterness hidden in that smile.

But when I raised my eyes again, the bitterness had disappeared, "Can I go to visit Aunt Fu after a while?" I was busy with work during this time, and I haven't been able to see her for a long time. ”

"Hmm. Fu Tingxiao nodded and said.

"Thank you for coming to see me off in person, then I'll go in first, goodbye. ”

Zhou Anqian finally got out of the car and entered the villa under the guidance of the servant.

When the car restarts, the mobile phone on the seat suddenly vibrates twice.

Fu Tingxiao picked up the phone call from his mother, but before he could speak, Fu's mother's anxious voice came.

"Thunderbolt, did something happen to you?"

The sword eyebrows tightened, and Fu Tingxiao was slightly puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Did you go to the hospital last night?"

Fu Tingxiao suddenly, pursed the corners of his lips and patiently explained: "I'm fine, it's Zhou Anqian." ”

Hearing that the person who had the accident was Zhou Anqian, Fu's mother immediately asked eagerly: "Anqian, what's wrong with her?"

"You still don't ask," Fu Tingxiao paused, raised his eyes to look at the gray sky through the car window, and then said in a deep voice, "She may visit you later, and you can help explain and persuade you then, but if she doesn't want to talk too much, don't ask." ”

"Good. Mother Fu responded earnestly, "Tingxiao, your father's physical condition has not been very good recently, I want the baby to accompany him more, so that he will be in a better mood." ”

"What's wrong with him lately?" Fu Tingxiao asked with deep eyes.

Fu's mother chuckled and explained, "Actually, it's not a big problem, maybe it's a bad mood that affects the appetite, so it's good to let the baby come to accompany you more." ”

"That's good, let the children go to the old house more in the future. ”

Fu Tingxiao originally wanted to explain this matter to Wen Rou immediately after returning home, but by the time he returned home after he was busy, Wen Rou had already stopped.

As a last resort, Fu Tingxiao had to wait until the next day.

In the early morning, the familiar sound of a cane hitting the ground came from behind him, and Fu Tingxiao sat quietly in place, and only after Wen Rou sat down at the dining table did he cough lightly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Soft frowned, and asked tentatively, "Thunderbolt?"

"Hmm. Answering in a low voice, Fu Tingxiao picked up the water glass on the side and explained in a low voice: "You were already asleep when you came back last night. ”

The corners of her soft lips raised slightly, "I was tossed by the baby for a day yesterday and slept early." ”

Speaking of the baby, Fu Tingxiao remembered the phone call with his mother yesterday, so he asked softly: "Dad has not been in a very good mood recently, so I want the child to go to the old house to accompany him more." ”

"Okay. Wen Rou agreed very simply, hardly any hesitation, but after a few seconds, she looked worried, lowered her head and whispered, "But I still don't want to go together, after all, Mom doesn't like me very much......"

Fu Tingxiao twisted his eyebrows, but in the end, he just responded lightly with the word 'um'.

The atmosphere at the table became a little depressing, and when the softness was about to run out of breath, Fu Tingxiao finally ended the meal and got up to go to the company.

The sound of a car engine fading away came from his ears, and Wen Rou continued to eat breakfast unhurriedly.

"Madame, your call. Mother Wu handed the vibrating mobile phone to Wen Rou's face.

fumbled to pick up the phone, smiled in the direction of Wu's mother, and softly connected the phone.

"Wen Rou, I have good news for you, I'm going to release a new song. ”

Bai Feng's voice came excitedly and happily, and even Wen Rou was greatly infected, and the corners of his lips were hooked and smiled gently, "Congratulations." ”

"This is my first song since I broke out of the band and it means a lot to me, I just recorded the demo this morning, and I'm going to give it to you. ”

Then came the light prelude to the song, and Bai Feng's agile girl's voice sounded, singing in a cheerful tune, soft and immersed in it, until the last note settled, there was still some unfinished business.

"How's it going?" Bai Feng asked cautiously.

Wen Rou withdrew from the world of music, sighed and then pursed the corners of his lips and said: "It's very good, like a breeze in summer, refreshing and clean, which makes people yearn for it." ”

Bai Feng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but after a change of words, he asked again: "But it's not perfect, gentle, tell me about the shortcomings." ”

After thinking about it for a while, he said softly and slowly, "The connection between the second and third measures does not seem to be very smooth, and besides, it would be better to speed up the rhythm of the fifth measure." ”

"It is worthy of our gentleness and sharpening the point that pointed out the key for me. Bai Feng exclaimed a little exaggeratedly, making the corners of his mouth rise in amusement.

Then Bai Feng tried to hum it again according to the soft opinion, and the effect was indeed better than the version just now.

"Wen Rou, do you think this song would be better if it was accompanied by a piano?"