Chapter Ninety-Four: What Are You Messing About?

How could it be a woman answering the phone?

Why is Fu Jingzhan taking a bath?

Song Shishu subconsciously glanced at the time, it was almost time for dinner, what kind of bath did you take this time?

What do you do after taking a shower?

Dine?

Or cannibalism?

Song Shishu trembled, and the green tendons on the back of his hand holding the phone burst out.

Song Shishu is not a person who can't hold back, maybe she was too silent in college, and she was not tactful enough to give people a sense of coldness, but she also became a teacher at Beijing University, and her psychological tolerance has increased a lot.

What's more, she went through so many things some time ago, and she thinks that there is nothing she can't accept.

But at this moment, Song Shishu was really a little panicked.

"I ......" Song Shishu was about to speak, but the woman on the other end hung up the phone.

Song Shishu sighed in her heart, and stood up suddenly, she didn't notice that the door of the cabinet she opened just now was not closed, and this time it hit it directly, making Song Shishu only feel that her head was about to split into two.

"Sister!"

Zhizhi heard the sound and ran out quickly, she saw that Song Shishu's forehead was broken, and blood was oozing out, and her little eyes were full of horror: "Sister, you are bleeding!" ”

The child's ability to bear it is relatively weak, and seeing the blood made her think of some unpleasant memories, the childish cried: "Sister, are you okay?" Does it hurt? ”

Song Shishu was very chaotic in his heart.

The woman's voice just now was mixed with the childish cry, and she had just hit her head, and she lost her ability to speak for a while, and she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

"I ......"

Childish suddenly took out a watch and cried and dialed a number.

Song Shishu remembered that this watch was prepared by Fu Jingzhan for Zhizhi, and Zhizhi refused to ask for it at that time, but Song Shishu saw that she really liked it, so he paid for it.

Fu Jingzhan froze her for several hours about this.

Song Shishu thought of Fu Jingzhan, and sighed in her heart, realizing that Zhizhi was going to call Fu Jingzhan, she hurriedly rushed over to stop her.

Fu Jingzhan can't be told to be childish about being with a woman!

Although she is just a child, she is already precocious because of family reasons, if she really lets the image of Fu Jingzhan, a good brother-in-law, collapse directly in her heart, the child's young heart will definitely not be able to stand it.

"Childish!"

Song Shishu's head was still a little dizzy, and he stumbled a little when he rushed over, but he was still a step too late.

The phone has been picked up.

"Hey."

The extremely familiar voice made Song Shishu stand up directly, as if the soles of his feet were stained with glue, and he couldn't move.

Childish cried that her sister was injured and she hit her head.

Fu Jingzhan on the other end of the phone immediately asked nervously, "How is the situation now?" Did she faint? Is there bleeding? Have you ever called 120? ”

Song Shishu's gaze fell directly on the childish little watch, and his gaze was a little dazed.

Fu Jingzhan looked like that when she picked up the phone now, but just now she also heard what the woman said.

Fu Jingzhan ...... Are there still two faces?

Is that woman right next to him now?

"My sister seems to be a little stupid...... She didn't speak, she was in a daze, her head was bleeding, it was terrible......"

The childish words made Fu Jingzhan nervous as well: "Don't worry, I'll come back now." ”

Fu Jingzhan hung up the phone after speaking.

Zhizhi held the watch in his hand, and cautiously wanted to hold Song Shishu's hand: "Sister, do you hurt?" ”

Hurt.

But Song Shishu couldn't tell where it hurt for a while.

She raised her hand to touch her wound, but reflexively ducked back before she could touch her head.

She didn't dare to really touch it, so she could only hang her hand helplessly.

I don't know how long it has been, the sound of cars came from downstairs, and it didn't take long for the door to be pushed open, and Fu Jingzhan's tall figure came from far and near.

He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn before, but they smelled good, apparently washed and dried.

Song Shishu couldn't control his gaze lingering on him.

As if masochistic, she wanted to find out if there was any trace of someone else on him.

But she soon realized that her behavior was ridiculous.

The two of them don't actually have much emotional foundation except for the two red books, even if they have had an intimate kiss, but there is no follow-up.

Why did she dare to look for evidence of Fu Jingzhan's derailment with such a posture?

Even if he really cheats, it's not something she can handle.

"How did it hit so badly?" Fu Jingzhan was quite naΓ―ve and thought that she had just scratched a little skin and had some blood, but when she saw the wound, she saw that a small hole had been scraped, and a lot of blood flowed out of that small wound, which looked very terrible.

Fu Jingzhan stretched out his hand to pry Song Shishu's hair and look carefully, but Song Shishu dodged and dodged.

"I'm okay, have I delayed you?"

Song Shishu knew that her tone was very blunt, but she couldn't control it.

Fu Jingzhan noticed Song Shishu's emotions, twisted his eyebrows, and asked with some doubts: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Song Shishu wanted to ask Fu Jingzhan what was wrong.

Obviously, he was so upright and cold before, why did he suddenly collapse? She really couldn't associate Fu Jingzhan with a scumbag like Chen Chuan.

But because he knew what a rotten person Chen Chuan was, Song Shishu was now a little scared of Fu Jingzhan in front of him.

She couldn't imagine that Fu Jingzhan was the next Chen Chuan, how angry and desperate she should be.

"Let's go to the hospital first, your wound needs to be treated."

Fu Jingzhan didn't know why Song Shishu was weird, and he didn't think of himself, he just thought that she had been hit on the head, and now she couldn't react, so she grabbed Song Shishu's hand and took the person out.

Song Shishu thought that Fu Jingzhan's hand might have touched another woman, and suddenly struggled as if he had a thorn on his body: "Don't touch me!" ”

"Let go of me!"

Fu Jingzhan was thrown away by Song Shishu, he didn't sleep well in the old mansion last night, there were too many memories in the old mansion that he didn't want to recall, and as soon as he closed his eyes at night, he would dream of his mother's tragic death.

In the morning, I didn't care about accompanying my grandmother to dinner, so I went straight to the company.

After a day's meeting, I wanted to go home directly, but there was a temporary party, his clothes were accidentally spilled with red wine, he already had a habit of cleanliness, and he couldn't stand the sticky red wine on his body for a moment, so he opened a suite in the hotel for people to wash and dry their clothes, and took a shower in the suite.

Before he got out of the bathroom, he received a childish call and drove all the way back, and he didn't have time to take a sip of water, and was treated like this by Song Shishu, Fu Jingzhan's heart also caught fire: "Song Shishu, what are you doing?" ”