"No, no, no, how could it be, I'll fight!" Song Wenbei took the stick and counted it one by one, watching Fu Xinian's face finally improve a little bit while fighting, and a stone finally fell from the bottom of his heart. Song Wenbei hit the tenth stick, and the force was already very light, for fear of killing the man in front of her, she didn't want to, let alone let Fu Xinian, carry this murderous black cauldron.

Fu Xinian had already seen Song Wenbei's release, but he only stood there and refused to break it. Afraid of being killed? Not to mention that he has more ways to make his life worse than death, that is, to really beat this kind of villain to death, who dares to say that he Fu Xinian is not a word?!

"Alright, let's go." Seeing Fu Xinian's anger also disappeared a lot, Song Wenbei really didn't want to be entangled in this place anymore, so he pulled Fu Xinian's sleeve and looked at him expectantly.

This time, Fu Xinian didn't refute, he just felt that it was time to tell the little woman what to do and what not to do.

When the group returned to the hospital, it was as if the host and guest had been reversed. The original sick name, Young Master Fu, stood aside with a terrifying face, and Song Wenbei could only be obediently examined under his obscenity. When the doctor took off the clothes from Song Wenbei's back, Fu Xinian's anger could no longer help but erupt.

"Song Wenbei, do you know it's wrong?" Looking at the obvious stick mark on his back, Fu Xinian felt that he had suffered the biggest insult in his life, and there was no one.

"I know it's wrong for me to take Sun Jiaming out, can't I apologize to you?" Song Wenbei sighed, it was really the young master's temper, fortunately he brought the little ancestor back, otherwise he really didn't know how he was played to death.

"That's all?" Fu Xinian snorted coldly in his nose, this is her confession?

"Then how can you ......" Song Wenbei also frowned, how did he provoke him, obviously it was she who was injured, and he was still murdering himself like this! If he's ...... Go, what kind of stupidity did he make, how could he be here, even if he was, his sweet words were just a mirror and a mirage, but it was not as good as Fu Xinian's scolding.

Fu Xinian looked at the uncertain weather on the faces of the people in front of him, which added fuel to the fire. "Song Wenbei, you have a lot of skills." But I didn't want to see how many pounds and taels I had, and I ran up to fight with a few big men, did I think my life was long? !

"Fu Xinian, don't be so yin and yang, I promise, don't you just take your little emperor out in the future, and all things related to you, I will, stay away!" Song Wenbei bit his lip, and his heart was turbulent. Sure enough, he will never have a good face for himself, which is like saying softly to that little green plum, full of spring breeze. "You're in such a hurry to distance yourself from me, huh?" A nameless fire suddenly rose in Fu Xinian's heart, this girl was impatient. Even if he spoiled himself and injured himself, he dared to shout and disassociate himself from him, he wanted to see how his justifiable wife Fu Xi was going to cut him off!

Sun Jiaming heard the sound of the dispute coming from the medical room becoming clearer and clearer, and as soon as he broke free from Qiao Anyi, he ran towards this side.

"Little uncle, you have to talk about your little aunt."

Yes?! Song Wenbei rolled his eyes silently, this little rabbit cub, eating inside and out, abandoned his "tribulation" when he saw the "powerful"!

Sun Jiaming didn't seem to see her complaining, and continued to "complain" to Fu Xinian: "Little uncle, little aunt is stupid. I was obviously afraid of death, and I had to go into a haunted house with me, but I pulled my arm and wiped all my saliva and tears on me. Moreover, she was obviously afraid of heights, so she had to take me to ride the Ferris wheel, and she came down and threw up on the ground. Just now she was stupid enough to push me out, and she fought hard with a group of big men by herself, don't you say it's stupid, you're scolding too right! ”

Song Wenbei listened to Sun Jiaming's fake complaint and pleaded for mercy, and I have to say that she was moved. But would that ruin her reputation? What do you mean, wiped with saliva and tears?! This little brat, when he is well, he has to avenge today's revenge.

Fu Xinian's face also eased, and he sighed, which made him what to say. Even the little guy in the family who never looked at women in the right way helped her intercede, and said it herself, I was afraid that she would be killed by this big snack. What's more, she looks obedient now, and she really can't bear to scold anymore, but if she dares to do anything to sacrifice herself, then it's no wonder to him!

"Alright, don't move, I'll give you medicine." Fu Xinian gave a cold gaze to a certain male doctor next to him. The male doctor nodded hurriedly, handed over the medicine bottle in his hand, and then almost escaped from the ward. Oh my God, Fu Ershao's eyes today were like killing someone, he recalled the scene just now, and made sure that he didn't do anything to annoy Ershao, and the male doctor left with palpitations. But obviously Fu Xinian didn't think so, heh, staring at his woman for so long, this man, his guts are still really fat!

"Shhh You can't do it, why don't you call the doctor back? Fu Xinian, who was immersed in fantasy, made his hands heavier, and Song Wenbei, who was in pain, gasped cold. But apparently this sentence angered a certain stingy man even more, and he seemed to be mischievously even more forceful, "You know it hurts? Let's see if you dare in the future. ”

"Fu Xinian, you bastard!" Song Wenbei turned his head and glared at the initiator, but when he turned around, he happened to meet Qiao Anyi's gaze. That gaze, with a deep meaning that Song Wenbei couldn't understand, was it envy? Not really; Is it jealousy? It doesn't seem to be there again; This proud and beautiful princess stood there, neither humble nor arrogant, with only a little unwillingness, but Song Wenbei was like sitting on pins and needles. What are you doing, the most disdainful of the junior, but blatantly doing the third party. Song Wenbei smiled apologetically, pulled down his clothes, and stood up from the stool, "Fu Xinian, I'm fine, if you don't feel unwell, send Anyi back, I'll go through the discharge procedures." ”

Fu Xinian pressed Song Wenbei, "What is wrong with you?" Sit and don't move. Fu Xinian's voice said in the end, it actually had a bit of a spoiled taste, Song Wenbei was taken a big jump by his own cognition, should he really be a fool of a stick, as far as Fu Xinian, will he spoil himself? Not to mention his oily and salty character, just looking at the face of this little Qingmei in front of me, I see a pitiful expression, she is a man, I will choose her.

The realization just now made Song Wenbei's heart a little excited, but the sudden "sobriety" made him a little disappointed, if it is true, a fake play can never come true, and besides, the story of the prince and Cinderella is not something that he has always despised.

"No, I have my own car." Qiao Anyi's voice sank, and he turned his head and asked Sun Jiaming, who was standing next to him, "Do you want Jia Ming to go back with Auntie?" ”

"I'm going to accompany my little aunt." 7 or 8-year-old children naturally don't think too much, but Song Wenbei saw the fleeting loss on Qiao Anyi's face, she is also a poor person.