He said with a smirk, "It's not delicious, you still eat so much?"

I said, "That's because there's nothing else to eat." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Too lazy to argue with you," he said, "I'll stay here tonight."

"You stay ......"

"Because my wounds are ruptured." He interrupted me angrily: "You're too fat."

I saw that he was still in good spirits, and I felt very disbelieving: "Show me."

"Why?" He raised an eyebrow.

I said, "Then I won't look at it."

He looked at me and suddenly smiled after a long time: "It's not serious."

I said, "I've already said I won't ask."

He wasn't embarrassed at all: "Your expression doesn't look like that."

I said, "You are the one who wants to be asked and pretends to be cowardly, don't rely on me."

"Well, that's what I'm pretending to be." Apparently he was a little annoyed: "You don't need to look at it."

I said, "When the wound is ruptured, you should go back to rest, don't cook or play with the children, let alone sit here, you should take care of yourself."

"Okay." His face became even more ugly, and he stood up: "Xie, Xie."

I laughed, "Going?"

"I shouldn't have come." He said with a gloomy face.

I said, "Then you can't send it away."

He is a person I know, he has always been used to pride, and he wants people to beg, for fear of showing a little bowed expression, thus losing his prestige. And I actually wanted to bully him like this for a long time.

I looked at his back as he walked to the door, and couldn't help but say, "Yinyin."

He ignored me and reached for the door.

"Hey!" I shouted.

He's already open the door.

I tried to stand up, but my legs were still a little weak and I accidentally fell.

The chair also toppled over, making a loud noise. I was caught off guard and was so startled that I couldn't help but let out a scream.

I was about to get up, when I heard a series of footsteps, so I simply sat down on the ground and pulled the chair over on the ground.

Yu Guang saw that Fanyin had just come over.

With an anxious face, he bent down, put his arms around my waist, and asked, "Why did it fall off?"

I said, "I'm in a hurry to chase you."

He stopped, as if he smelled conspiracy, turned his head to look at me, and sat down on the floor.

I said, "It hurts."

He stopped looking at me, pulled my arm, didn't find the injury, and asked, "What hurts?"

The attitude has become nonchalant.

"My leg hurts." I put my leg on his lap and said, "The chair hit my leg." ”

He glanced at me, touched my leg and asked, "Why is that not green?" ”

"It may be green in a while." I said, "You can bear it." ”

He first asked, "What?" Then it dawned on him and he took the hand I had placed on his back.

I couldn't help but laugh: "The wound is cracked? ”

He gave me a blank look: "You got smashed in the head?" ”

I said, "If you want to stay, just say it, why bother making up a lie that I'm too fat to tear your wounds." ”

"I made it up?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you sure?" ”

"What do you mean?"

This look was very uncomfortable to look at.

He didn't speak, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, removed one sleeve, and leaned sideways: "Look for yourself." ”

I looked over and saw that he had a thick gauze wrapped around his back, which seemed to be a little thicker than before.

I reached out to touch it, but he knocked my hand off with a "snap" and reprimanded, "You still want to untie it?" ”

"Who doesn't know if it's fake."

He glanced at me: "How can someone as big as me make up this kind of thing to lie to you?" "It's really reasonable.

I had to ask, "How many stitches?" ”

"Two stitches." He put his shirt back on.

"Oh."

His eyes, which were originally lowering his head to tie the buttons, squinted: "What does 'oh' mean?" ”

"I just can't figure it out." I said, "You didn't crack for those two days, and if you ask me to take me to the hospital, you'll crack." You're so smart with this wound. ”

"Stupid pig ......" he showed an expression of looking at a fool: "That's the waist, you only use the back!" ”

"Yo." I said, "Got your memory back?" ”

He was stunned: "What? ”

"It's the first time I've heard you say that word." I said, "That used to be your mantra. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about." He continued to bow his head to tie his shirt.

I sat there and looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but move my legs: "Fanyin ......"

"Huh?" He didn't lift his head, but he had been tying the third one for half a day, and I had never seen him rub it like he did now.

I said, "Thank you for bringing me to the hospital." ”

He looked up, glanced at me, and said, "Just use your mouth?" ”

"How about giving money? Forty thousand euros? ”

He still looked at me and didn't speak.

I was furious by him: "What's wrong? ”

"What do you think of me?" He got angry, threw my leg to the ground, got up and was about to go out.

I sat still, didn't move, didn't speak.

I watched him walk to the door, and I thought to myself, if he doesn't come back, I won't waste any time.

I remember everything, but I pretend I forgot. I don't know what he wants to do.

I got up from the ground when I heard the door closing. I thought Fanyin was gone, but when I turned my head to look, I saw him standing at the door, still displeased.

I turned around and walked to the hospital bed, my leg didn't hurt, but he threw it and it started to hurt.

As soon as I came to the bedside, I was about to lie down when a force suddenly came from behind me.

I was pushed onto the bed and he held my hand as I pushed him.

I didn't move, and he didn't move.

After a long standoff, I asked, "Do you want to be repaid for this favor?"

He ignored my jokes and said sternly, "Don't test me again."

I said, "Are you going to never remember it for the rest of your life?"

He asked, "Why do I have to think about it?"

"It's you who thinks of you." I said, "Otherwise you're just a mistress who needs my money or give me money."

He didn't speak, but clenched the hand that was gripping my wrist.

I felt a little pain and said, "I don't even know what you want to do." When did you become such a mother-in-law? ”

He remained silent.

I was about to say something more, but his grip on my wrist let go, and it came to my chest, grabbed my front, and tore it through.

I could tell the hatred he had for me in his heart by the sound of the fabric shattering.

Just then, the door suddenly slammed.

I was startled, and I was stunned.

The door opened directly, and Niannian's voice came from outside: "My mother is here, don't worry, Uncle Meng, my father has already left, ......" When she said this, she had completely opened the door and was stunned.

Even though Fanyin and I had sorted ourselves out immediately, Meng Jiancong had already come to the door. He didn't come in again, he was standing in the doorway, and as soon as I was wrapped, he turned around and left.

I hurriedly got out of bed to chase after me, my arm was pulled again, and my voice was cold: "What are you doing?"

I struggled, "Let go."

He clenched tighter: "What are you doing chasing after you?" Tell him I raped you? ”

"No," I said, "I have something else to say to him."

"What's the matter?" He still wouldn't let go.

I knew that with Fanyin's temper and strength, I didn't want to run away, so I patiently said, "My father's condition has deteriorated and he needs surgery, and he doesn't want to have surgery, but he won't allow me to get back together with you, so I told him that if he doesn't have surgery, I'll get back together with you."

He frowned and asked incredulously, "He agreed not to have surgery?"

"He agreed to have surgery." I said, "So I can't let him know that I'm reconciled with you." Besides, looking at your attitude, it doesn't look like you want to get back together with me. ”

He asked, "Did the surgery happen?"

"Not yet." I said, "I'll have to wait for the hospital to arrange it, but it should be the closest."

"When are you going to get married?" He asked.

"Two weeks to go."

"Still ready to tie the knot?" He was still calm.

"When my father's surgery is done, I will discuss it with the Meng family." I said, "The hospital hasn't informed me yet, but I want to hurry."

He said coldly: "It is impossible for the hospital to notify you within two weeks."

I didn't speak.

His gaze changed: "If he wants you to get married first and then have surgery, then you will listen?"

I smiled wryly, "Obviously it's not possible now."

His face immediately became gloomy: "So you thought about it before?"

"Yes."

He nodded: "Su Lingyu, you are really capable." As he spoke, he let go of the hand that was gripping my arm.

I knew what he meant: "Fanyin, don't think I can't see it, and you don't want to get back together with me."

Without saying a word, he quickly fastened the few remaining shirt buttons, turned and walked away.

I said, "Stop."

He stopped, but didn't look back: "What's the matter?"

"Even if I thought that before, it would be impossible to make a fuss like this now." I said, "If you still love me, don't mind, I'd love to get back together with you, but my dad said that if I get back together with you, I'll have to give the company back to him."

He was silent for a while, turned his face sideways, as if he had something to say to me, but after all, he still didn't, and went straight out the door.

It's already like this, I can't catch up with Meng Jiancong, so I called him, but he didn't answer, and then simply turned off the phone.

I had a headache and called Niannian, but I didn't expect her to wait outside the door, I thought she had chased Fanyin.

Nian Nian looked a little cautious when he entered the door, and said without waiting for me to ask: "I didn't ask him to come, and I didn't know that my father was here again, I saw him at home before!"

I said, "How does he know I'm sick?"

"I don't know," Nian Nian emphasized: "It's really not me this time, it's him who came to the hospital by himself and asked me to bring him up, don't look at me like this, my father said that I won't be like this again, lest you hate me even more." Although I don't mind if you hate me, take me to listen to my dad. ”

I asked, "Aren't you at home?"

"I ......," she hesitated.

I asked, "Still not you?"

"It's really not me!" She stomped her foot suddenly, and her eyes were red: "I did it, I did it, it was fair, if I didn't do it, I didn't do it, why do you doubt me?"

In fact, I could already see that she wasn't lying, but I asked, "So what are you going to do at this time?"

"What else can I do? Come and see you! ”