Chapter 3

Fu YeChuan's eyes were heavy and his face was cloudy. "Su Nan!"

"What are you going to do?" The man's voice is cold.

You came so fast. Are you so afraid that she might hurt Qiao Wanrou?

Qiao Wanrou curled her lips and looked flustered. Her eyes suddenly filled with tears. She covered her face and looked behind Su Nan. She spoke loudly:

"I really didn't do anything, Su Nan. You misunderstood me."

Su Nan, is she crazy?

Dare to beat her in front of Fu YeChuan?

Su Nan sneered, "don't pretend. I know it's you."

With a seeping cold in her eyes, she walked up to Qiao Wanrou, took out the printed picture of Fu YeChuan she had sent to her mobile phone from her bag, and threw it in front of them.

Fuyechuan looked at the photo and was in shock and doubt for a moment. Qiao Wanrou's face was also instantly ugly and pale.

On a busy day yesterday, when visiting Qiao Wanrou in the hospital, I couldn't help squinting for a while. It was clear that this photo was secretly photographed at this time.

At that time, only Qiao Wanrou was alone.

It must be clear who took this photo. Qiao Wanrou wants to stab Su Nan in the heart, but she doesn't want to make a hole in herself.

How to maintain her sad white lotus human design?

In the past, Su Nan would have worried about the existence of fuyechuan, but now, it is not necessary.

Su Nan smiled nonchalantly, and her voice was surprisingly cold.

"As I said, I'm here to settle accounts. You owe me this. Qiao Wanrou, the person who destroys other people's families is called Xiao San. This person is you. Now that you're satisfied, I wish you success."

Fuyechuan, no matter how stupid he is, also knows how this picture got into Su Nan's hands. He is a little flustered and looks cold and gloomy.

Looking at Qiao Wanrou's pale face, fuyechuan's face was full of frost, and his black eyes were gloomy with a cold chill.

Qiao Wanrou trembled and began to argue, "YeChuan and Su Nan misunderstood. I really didn't do anything. I didn't shoot it. She must have asked someone to shoot it to frame me!"

Fuyechuan frowned. Qiao Wanrou sobbed weakly and pulled his sleeve carefully.

"YeChuan, I can apologize to Su Nan. If it's blood donation that affects your feelings, don't go to Su Nan in the future. I really don't know about the photos. I can swear in the name of Cheng Heng."

Hearing the name of "Cheng Heng", fuyechuan's eyebrows moved slightly. He thought of his comrades in arms who had died with him, and his gloomy face eased a little, "Su Nan was too excited just now. Should we do it? Do you need a doctor to deal with it?"

Qiao Wanrou covered half of Su Nan's face and shook her head. "It doesn't matter."

Fuyechuan nodded and looked at Su Nan. Her mouth was sarcastic, her face was cold and senseless, and her heart was different.

"Is that why you got divorced? Forget it, donate blood first." I want to speak clearly, but the occasion is inappropriate.

An unimportant photo doesn't mean anything. Qiao Wanrou's body matters. He can explain the photo to Su Nan later. I'm afraid someone else is secretly taking photos.

Qiao Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she had escaped. Fuyechuan still chose her own.

Su Nan lost again!

Su Nan had already guessed the result. Qiao Wanrou's acting skills were professional. She didn't want to expose them and didn't want to tangle between them. She looked at the doctor beside her in a calm tone.

"Are you sure she needs a blood transfusion?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment. He received Qiao Wanrou's face and nodded flustered under Fu YeChuan's gaze. "Yes, Miss Shen just fell down and her leg lost blood seriously. She needs a blood transfusion."

"What are you waiting for?" Fuyechuan ordered coldly.

"Yes." The doctor went to prepare.

Qiao Wanrou smiled at Su Nan from an angle that no one else could see.

"Wait -"

However, Su Nan didn't donate blood as usual. Instead, she came forward and lifted Qiao Wanrou's quilt. Her actions were cold and domineering.