Chapter Ninety-Five: The Truth Behind It
She hoped that her father would believe in herself and care about herself, but the words that came out of her pale lips were so hoarse and heart-wrenching.
Frowning slightly, staring at the villain on the big bed, the angular handsome face revealed a trace of bloodthirsty, Fu Yan walked up to Qin Shuhai and said without a trace of emotion: "I don't want to see her like this tomorrow." ”
Obviously, Fu Yan wanted to see that strong Feng Xiaoxi who did not show a trace of vulnerability, but seeing her so weak now, his heart would become so uncontrollable and throb violently.
"Don't worry, I'm okay with the medicine. From Fu Yan's tone, Qin Shuhai knew that he wanted him to keep Feng Xiaoxi intact no matter what method he used, so he opened his mouth lightly, not like comfort, but more like wanting to elaborate.
"Okay, hard work. Fu Yan took his eyes off her, turned around and walked to Qin Shuhai's side, patted him on the shoulder, opened his thin lips slightly, and spit out these words.
After speaking, he strode outside.
Qin Shuhai glanced at his shoulder and smiled helplessly, he didn't expect Fu Yan, who was dominating in the business world, to have such a vulnerable side, it seems that he has begun to change.
He retracted his gaze and walked to the side of the queen bed.
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"What's the matter?" Fu Yan sat in the empty hall, the light was dim, shining on his face, his slender fingers held the mobile phone, and said lightly to the person on the phone.
The person on the phone replied respectfully: "Boss, the information you want me to investigate has already been settled. ”
His eyes moved, he changed his hand to hold the mobile phone, and said lightly: "Say." ”
He needs to quickly know who wants to frame Feng Xiaoxi and who is manipulating all this behind his back, he needs to know clearly and clearly, and he will never allow the slightest mistake.
"Follow the anonymous ID number to check, and sure enough, I found the name of the anonymous owner in a small website, her name is Ye Manhe. ”
Hua Yuan turned on the computer and sat on the sofa, quickly looking for the information inside, and spoke to the person on the phone while looking for it.
"It's Feng Wenyuan's wife, and it's also Feng Xiao...... Sister's stepmother. Because it involved Feng Xiaoxi's affairs, I knew how important she was to Fu Yan, so when I said Feng Xiaoxi's name later, I said softly.
Her eyes moved slightly, Fu Yan's cold eyes frowned slightly, it turned out to be Ye Manhe, her stepmother.
"Go on. He wanted to know what Feng Xiaoxi had suffered in that family, and he also wanted to know why Ye Manhe would actually attack his daughter.
His thin lips pursed slightly, and it took a few seconds before he spoke.
"Miss Feng is not welcomed in the Feng family, and a large part of the reason is because she, the stepmother, is sowing discord from it. Hua Yuan said lightly.
"Okay, got it, show her closely. Nodding slightly, Fu Yan said lightly, without a trace of emotion, and commanded the person on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Fu Yan held the mobile phone tightly in his hand and almost crushed the global limited edition mobile phone.
Okay, very good, all the women of my Fu Yan dare to start.
The cold lips were slightly hooked, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and the cold gaze was located somewhere outside the window, which seemed even more frightening in the dark place.
Inside the room
Feng Xiaoxi's wound was treated by Qin Shuhai, the scar on his forehead was wrapped in a thin layer of gauze, and he was forced to pierce a small hole in his slender little hand, and a small drip was infused in a tiny pipe.
The little face was still as pale as paper, and it seemed that it was still haunted by nightmares, and it couldn't be taken off.
Maybe it's because she cares too much, that's why she becomes so careful, she cares about her family, but her family has never given her a trace of warmth.
"I didn't make ......" poured out these words on the bloodless lips, and her little hands kept clutching the sheets under her, as if this was the only way to alleviate her pain.
What the hell is she doing with nightmares.
Fu Yan, who was standing outside the door, looked inside through the narrow slit, thinking that after the little woman hung up the drip, she would fall asleep and not be so uncomfortable.
But the truth was not as he expected, she was still afraid, and her petite body seemed to be still trembling.
Thin lips pursed, stepped out of the slender legs, and strode inside.
He stood on the side of the bed, leaned over slightly, gently held her little hand, and comforted in a low voice: "It's okay, Feng Xiaoxi, I will always be by your side, it will be fine." ”
It seemed that the little woman seemed to hear it, and her little hand was holding the man's broad hand, and her pale lips were closed one by one, as if she was saying something, but she didn't say anything.
After a while, the cold sweat on her forehead disappeared, and even her unstable emotions began to stabilize, as if she had been appeased by a man.
After the little woman fell asleep quietly, Fu Yan did not leave, and the hand holding her hand did not withdraw, but sat on the chair, looking at her while thinking about something.
The other servant's room was not as peaceful as here, but more like venting anger.
"Ah......" threw the contents of the room on the floor, and the hideous expression on his face only added more fear to the moonlight.
She threw the thing on the ground and roared angrily: "Why are you, what I want so hard to get, why can you get it just by pretending, Feng Xiaoxi, I hate you." ”
Laughing angrily, looking at the broken glass shards on the ground, Chen Yan laughed, and after a few seconds, it became cold again.
Slowly walked over to the glass shards, and when the splinters pierced into the soles of her feet and oozing blood, her eyes instantly froze.
Leaning over to pick up something on the ground, his hideous face reflected on the glass piece, and suddenly an idea appeared in his mind.
Feng Xiaoxi, I want you to die.
The next day, his eyes were bright, and Fu Yan had already left the room, leaving only the little woman sleeping on the big bed.
Feng Xiaoxi's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes leisurely, and her vision began to become clear from blur.
Just as she wanted to get up from the big bed, she pulled her little hand slightly, but she didn't expect a tingling sensation on the back of her hand.
That's right, it's the hand that has been pricked with a needle, a bruise.
My head hurts......
Her pale little face showed that uncomfortable expression, and her other little hand was placed on her forehead, but when she touched the veil, she remembered that she had been besieged by a group of reporters last night and hit by a camera.
Feng Xiaoxi smiled faintly, but she smiled so sadly, she obviously had a home, but why did she always appear in this man's villa!