Her eyes blurred her vision, and she looked at the man with an indifferent face with tears in her eyes.

"Feng Chen, we have been in a relationship for so many years, don't you really want it?"

"You don't want it first!" There was not the slightest warmth in Feng Chen's cold voice, and his eyes were also extremely cold, "It was you who gave up our relationship and pushed me away, and it was you who caused the current situation, so you are not qualified to ask for my forgiveness." ”

Liang Weirong's body trembled slightly, and the fear in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Dusting"

"Get out!" The dust suddenly sank into his voice.

Liang Weirong, who was just about to step forward, was stunned by his sharp voice, and her tears were still not falling, weak and beautiful.

"Okay, you don't want to see me, I'll go, but I came to you today to get my bag back."

When she fainted yesterday, the bag was left in the dusty house.

Feng Chen came home last night and saw it, so he picked it up and threw it on the sofa.

He went back to Feng's house early in the morning, handed her bag to the housekeeper, and left again without entering the door.

"In the Feng family."

Liang Weirong looked at him deeply and left with tears.

As soon as she left, Feng Chen called the assistant into the office.

"When she comes to me in the future, she will stop me."

The assistant saw that his face was gloomy, and hurriedly responded, "Yes." ”

The reason why she let Liang Weirong into Feng Chen's office was because she came to find Feng Chen before, and Feng Chen not only did not object, but also personally went to the door to pick her up, and when she left, she also personally sent her.

She felt that the relationship between the two was not ordinary, and this Miss Liang was very likely to be their boss lady in the future, so she didn't dare to stop her.

And the attitude towards her is still quite polite.

Of course, the assistant didn't know about Liang Weirong and Feng Shen's engagement.

After work that day, Song Zhiyue came to the hospital.

"Shengsheng, I packed the hot and sour noodles that we used to go to eat a lot."

It may be that there was a delay on the way, and Wang's mother hadn't sent dinner to Su Wansheng yet.

"You don't get off work and you're not on the way, why do you run so far?"

Su Wansheng sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding a cookbook in her hand.

She specially asked Wang Ma to bring it over, she wanted to see more, and when Lu Zhenming woke up, she could cook more dishes for him to eat.

Song Zhiyue put the hot and sour noodles on the table and said, "I saw that you have eaten very little recently, and your appetite is not good, so I went to buy it." ”

As soon as she opened the lid, a sour smell began to fill the room.

packed two servings, and she handed one of them to Su Wansheng: "Eat it quickly." ”

Just after a few bites, Wang Ma came, carrying two thermos buckets in her hands.

"Madam, there was a car accident on the way here, and the road was blocked, so I came late."

There is a special driver for safety in the old house, and he sends Wang's mother to the hospital every day to bring her food.

Su Wansheng tugged at the corners of her lips: "It's okay." ”

She ate less, a bowl of hot and sour noodles in her stomach, and she was already full.

The food brought by Wang's mother almost went down to Song Zhiyue's stomach.

She didn't eat rice, only vegetables, and then drank a bowl of chicken soup.

Wang's mother also poured a bowl of chicken soup for Su Wansheng, but Su Wansheng shook her head, and Wang's mother said: "Madam, you have lost a lot of weight recently, this is the soup that Madame specially ordered me to give you, you can drink some." ”

Song Zhiyue also said: "That's it, look at how thin you have become, don't hurry up and make up for it." It's too thin and not good-looking, when Senior Lu wakes up, he will definitely dislike you. ”

Su Wansheng's eyebrows and eyes were a little desolate, and she said in a low voice: "If he can wake up and dislike me now, it's too late for me to be happy." ”