The daylight gradually shifted, and Yan Chi stood beside him with a few documents.

Fu Tingchuan didn't seem to see it, only Song Nanai's sickly red face was in his eyes, and he felt that the little girl on the hospital bed seemed to be a fragile product, which would break as long as he touched it lightly.

Yan Chi said in a low voice: "I have checked all these documents, and I only need Mr. Fu to sign them." ”

"Hmm."

Fu Tingchuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, but his eyes were staring directly at Song Nanai, without the slightest idea of writing.

Yan Chi's obscure gaze fell on Song Nana.

I don't want to admit it, but—

Miss Song's influence on Mr. Fu is too great.

It's unbelievably big.

Mr. Fu, who used to be such a workaholic and would hardly leave the office, would give up his work because of a fever in Song Nanai.

Yan Chi had never seen such a Fu Tingchuan.

Even when Miss Xie went abroad, Mr. Fu had never been so decadent.

From eight o'clock in the morning to now, Fu Tingchuan has almost never left, as if he is afraid that if he leaves, something will happen to Song Nanai.

And at this time, Fu Tingchuan's mobile phone on the table next to him suddenly lit up, and then the familiar ringtone rang.

Fu Tingchuan ignored it.

It was Yan Chi, he glanced down, but when he saw the words "Xie Qinghan", Yan Chi's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Mr. Fu ......"

Yan Chi said with some difficulty: "It's Miss Xie's phone." ”

In the entire Shangjing, only Xie Qinghan can be called Miss Xie.

Xie Qinghan is recognized as the first lady in the wealthy circle of Shangjing, the yin pearl in the palm of the Xie family, and the white moonlight in the hearts of countless boys in the wealthy circle.

As long as people have seen Xie Qinghan, they almost don't say that she is bad.

She is the real heroine in the original book.

Hearing Yan Chi's words, Fu Tingchuan made a move, his eyes instantly sharpened, and his eyebrows, which were originally a little decadent, were dyed with a thick anger at this moment.

Yan Chi took the phone and handed it to him.

Fu Tingchuan paused for a few seconds, and finally took the phone.

Seeing the three words "Xie Qinghan" in the above remarks, Fu Tingchuan's extremely dark eyes instantly set off a stormy wave at this moment, and he stared at it deadly.

After a long time, Fu Tingchuan clicked.

"Brother Fu." On the other end of the phone was Xie Qinghan's clear voice, her voice was not as soft and well-behaved as Song Nanai's, but a little clear, and it sounded like a jade tapping.

Fu Tingchuan didn't speak.

Xie Qinghan smiled, "What's the matter, I'm surprised?" ”

Fu Tingchuan's eyes darkened: "You have returned to China?" ”

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from Brother Fu." Xie Qinghan chuckled, and a pair of cat eyes that were extremely similar to Song Nanai rubbed a little playful, "I'm going back to China." ”

Without waiting for Fu Tingchuan to speak, Xie Qinghan coughed lightly, "Brother Fu doesn't think that I can't speak when I think about it, right?" Aren't you happy that I suddenly went back to China without telling everyone? ”

"Xie Qinghan!" Fu Tingchuan gritted his teeth, "Shut up!" ”

"I don't." Xie Qinghan snorted lightly, "If you tell me to shut up, I'll shut up?" Wouldn't I be very faceless? ”

She sat in the car, the scenery on both sides of the river quickly reversed, and she looked at the familiar place, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile.

"I'm not talking about you, when will your stinky temper change?" Xie Qinghan smiled in his eyes, "I call you Brother Fu, don't really think that you can be my brother!" ”

Fu Tingchuan's eyes were much deeper, and he held his phone tightly.