"I know it's wrong, there's a fart!" Fu Chunkang scolded, ignoring the relationship between father and son, and said bluntly: "Lao Tzu warns you, if this matter is discovered by the old man, you will give me a good blame, don't involve Lao Tzu, you know no!"

Fu Lingyu sneered in his heart, but his tone was very innocent, "What if Grandpa doesn't believe me?"

"What do you mean?" Fu Chunkang vaguely felt that something was wrong, and asked him with squinted eyes.

Fu Lingyu replied lukewarmly, "The person is what you are looking for from Dad, and the money is also transferred from Dad's account, and the driver is only in contact with Dad." ”

In other words, all the actual executors of the plan are Fu Chunkang, and he has not dirty his hands at all.

Fu Chunkang thought about it for a while before he figured it out, his face was pale and pale, and it was extremely ugly. He waited in disbelief for his only son, "You, you dare to calculate Lao Tzu!"

"Dad, what are you talking about, why can't my son understand?" Fu Lingyu blinked, feminine and slender, and his beautiful eyes, which were a little similar to Fu Linshan, hid this cunning.

……

In a groggy state, Nan An slept very unsteadily.

She dreamed a lot, sometimes the face of her mother who died unjustly, the hideous-looking nurses in the mental hospital, and the patients who smeared feces and farts on her body at will......

She was in pain, struggling, and finally woke up from her dream, in a cold sweat.

"You're awake!" a cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

Nan'an didn't know how long she had been sleeping, only that it was supposed to be night, and it was pitch black in front of her, only a little dim light shining in from the window, so that the sudden sound was particularly eerie and abrupt, instantly making her return to the fear of being in a mental hospital.

She stood guard like a hedgehog and brushed the ground to jump.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and she fell back directly, gasping in pain, "Hiss, hmm!"

"You!" Fu Lin was speechless, he reached out to the lamp at the head of the bed, and after pressing it, a pair of slender eyes with paint like ink stared at her painfully distorted face, and bit his lower lip.

He ignored the strangeness in his heart and scolded, "You deserve it!"

While the pain made Nan'an uncomfortable, it also reminded her of everything that had happened.

She didn't want to be looked down upon by Fu Linshan, so she endured the pain and squinted at him, and scolded in her heart that this person really has no conscience, why did she hurt like this, didn't he have points in his heart?

Fu Linshan ignored the accusation in her eyes, frowned, and said, "You can't die yet, do you?"

Does the mouth have to be so poisonous?

Nan An gritted his teeth in anger and squeezed out from between his teeth, "No, I can't die yet!"

Fu Linshan pursed his thin lips, hesitated, and asked in a low voice, "You, why did you save my mother?"

Putting your own safety at risk?

When he learned the news of the car accident, he immediately sent someone to investigate the scene, at that time, it was not impossible for Nan'an to save herself, but why did she choose to sacrifice herself to save her mother, who was still a stranger to her?

Because she's Aunt Wen's daughter?

Or is it because she's so kind by nature?

The deep eyes that were as lacquered as ink stared at Nan'an's gauze-covered face, with great intention to see through her heart.

Nan'an was uncomfortable to be looked at, and he was in pain all over his body, or because he was saving his mother, he was not very happy, and said sarcastically: "Don't think too much, it's purely because your mother happened to be sitting next to me and was in the way, so I pushed it with my hand, I knew that saving your mother would delay saving myself, I wouldn't do that." ”