Chapter 3: Revenge

Fu Yechuan's eyes sank, and his face was gloomy, "Su Nan!"

"What are you going to do?" the man's voice was cold.

It's really fast, are you so afraid that she will hurt Qiao Wanrou?

Qiao Wanrou pursed her lips, her expression was flustered, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, she covered her face and looked behind Su Nan, and argued loudly:

"I really didn't do anything, Su Nan, you misunderstood me. ”

Is Su Nan crazy?

How dare you beat her in front of Fu Yechuan?

Su Nan sneered, "Don't pretend, I know it's you." ”

With a penetrating coldness in her eyes, she walked up to Qiao Wanrou, took out the photo of Fu Yechuan that she had printed out of her bag and sent it to her mobile phone, and threw it in front of them.

Fu Yechuan looked at the photo, he was shocked and puzzled for a moment, and Qiao Wanrou's face was instantly ugly and pale.

Yesterday was a busy day, when I visited Qiao Wanrou in the hospital, I couldn't help but squint for a while, this photo was clearly taken secretly at this time.

At that time, there was only Qiao Wanrou alone.

Who took this photo must be clear, Qiao Wanrou wanted to stab a knife in Su Nan's heart, but she didn't want to pit herself.

How can her miserable White Lotus character be maintained?

If it was in the past, Su Nan would still be worried about Fu Yechuan's existence, but now, there is no need for this.

Su Nan smiled indifferently, his voice was surprisingly cold.

"I said, I'm here to settle the account, this is what you owe me, Qiao Wanrou, the person who destroys other people's families is called Xiaosan, this person is you, now that you are satisfied, I wish you success in ascending to the throne. ”

No matter how stupid Fu Yechuan was, he understood how this photo got into Su Nan's hands, his chest was a little panicked, and his expression was cold and complicated.

Looking at Qiao Wanrou's pale face, Fu Yechuan's face was full of frost, and his black eyes were gloomy with a cold chill.

Qiao Wanrou's heart trembled, and she opened her mouth in a panic to quibble, "Ye Chuan, Su Nan misunderstood, I really didn't do anything, I didn't shoot it, she must have found someone to shoot it to frame me!"

Fu Yechuan frowned, Qiao Wanrou sobbed fragily, pulled his sleeve, and was cautious.

"Ye Chuan, I can apologize to Su Nan, if it is because of the blood donation that affects your relationship, don't go to Su Nan in the future, I really don't know about the photo, I can swear in the name of Cheng Heng. ”

Hearing the name of "Cheng Heng", Fu Yechuan's eyebrows moved slightly, thinking of the comrades-in-arms who were born and died with him, and the entrustment before his death, his gloomy face eased a little, "Su Nan was too excited just now, shouldn't he do it, do you need a doctor to come and deal with it?"

Qiao Wanrou covered half of her face that was numb by Su Nan and shook her head, "It's okay." ”

Fu Yechuan nodded, looking at Su Nan on the side, the corners of her mouth were sarcastic, and the look of indifference on her face was strange.

"That's why you got divorced? Forget it, donate blood first. "I wanted to make it clear, but the occasion was not right.

An inconsequential photo doesn't mean anything, Qiao Wanrou's body is important, he can explain the photo to Su Nan later, I'm afraid someone else is secretly taking it.

Qiao Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that she had escaped, but Fu Yechuan still chose herself.

Sunan lost again!

Su Nan had already guessed this result, Qiao Wanrou's acting skills were professional, she was too lazy to expose it, and she didn't want to entangle between them, so she looked at the doctor on the side and said in a calm tone.

"Are you sure she needs a blood transfusion?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, received Qiao Wanrou's face, and nodded in a panic under Fu Yechuan's gaze, "Yes, Miss Shen just fell and lost serious blood in her leg and needed a blood transfusion." ”

"Then what are you waiting for?" Fu Yechuan ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes. The doctor sneered and went to prepare.

Qiao Wanrou showed a smug smile to Su Nan from an angle that others couldn't see.

"Wait—"

But Su Nan did not donate blood obediently as usual, but stepped forward and lifted Qiao Wanrou's quilt, and her movements were cold and domineering.