Chapter 69

Fuyechuan felt his heart suddenly shrink and his eyes were slightly deep. He didn't know that she played the violin so well or that she could smoke.

"I was afraid you didn't like it before, so I never smoked in front of you. Of course, you didn't have a chance to see it."

Every time when she finished donating blood, she was weak. Fuyechuan accompanied Qiao Wanrou and only cigarettes accompanied Su Nan. She was particularly addicted to smoking in those difficult days.

Su Nan pulled at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were a little lonely, but for a moment, they were back to normal.

She glanced at Fu YeChuan's eyes and smiled playfully.

"Do you want to hear my terms?"

Before he could speak, Su Nan came straight to the point.

"I gave Qiao Wanrou a lot of blood and asked her to give it back to me. I can't finish it once, just twice or three times. Anyway, I can always finish it within a year."

Fuyechuan suddenly looked up, slightly shocked, "what?"

Su Nan smiled. "I thought for a moment that I should take such precious blood to save more valuable people instead of wasting it on a disgusting woman. I used to be stupid. Now it's not too late. Give me back the blood and give you your pipe. We don't owe each other!"

Qiaowanrou pretended to be ill from time to time just to disgust Su Nan, and asked Su Nan to donate blood. Su Nan knew it clearly, but Fu YeChuan never saw through it. Su Nan felt aggrieved before, but now it doesn't matter.

If you return the blood, you can completely draw a line with the past, and Su Nan can really be herself.

Isn't Qiao Wanrou coming back?

She will go to disgust Qiao Wanrou and won't let her come back happily.

Pipe or Qiao Wanrou, which one does he want?

Su Nan is looking forward to this answer.

She smiled casually, threw her cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of her, stood up, took her bag and walked out in high heels.

"Don't give me the answer so quickly. You can think about it."

Looking at her back, Fu YeChuan's eyes suddenly became complicated.

How much does Su Nan hate Qiao Wanrou and this marriage?

Will want to give the blood back bit by bit.

He called Chen Mian, his assistant. "Go and find out for me. How much blood has Su Nan donated to Qiao Wanrou?"

Chen Mian paused. "Yes."

Within a few minutes, Chen Mian replied: "Mr. Fu, a total of 14400 ml, the total blood volume of an adult is about 4000-5000 ml, and the blood donated by Miss Su is equivalent to the total blood volume of three people, that is to say... Miss Su drained her own blood three times!"

As soon as Chen Mian's voice fell, fuyechuan hung up.

She drained her blood three times!

It's all because of him!

But in the past three years, he had no knowledge of all her grievances and forbearance.

Fuyechuan's heart is like a huge stone, and he has a hard time breathing.

Her request was to have Qiao Wanrou pay it back within a year. She hated them so much that she didn't even have room.

Fuyechuan is upset. He exchanges qiaowanrou's pipe with qiaowanrou, knowing that he can't do it.

When he was in the army, the bomb should have fallen on him. It was Cheng Heng who fell on him. Before he died, his only wish was not to let go of Qiao Wanrou's body. He promised to let Qiao Wanrou live a long life.

Thinking of the past, a trace of pain flashed between fuyechuan's eyes and eyebrows

Su Nan went out, and Yu Lou stood nearby waiting for her. The two walked to the door and met lingo sitting in the hall. He seemed to be talking to someone on the phone, smiling softly.

Seeing her handling, he quickly said a few words and hung up. Then he strode over and politely said, "Miss Su, did you have a nice chat?"

"I am very happy. The one inside... Is not necessarily." She smiled faintly.