Chapter 73

Fu Zhiran instinctively dodges a bit.

She doesn't have any strength now. She doesn't even bother to speak, let alone satirize with Rong Yue.

"Thank you for bringing me to the hospital. I have to go."

I didn't ask Rong Yue how he knew she was in the hotel and how he brought her here.

None of this matters to her.

Said she opened the quilt, ready to get out of bed, Rong Yue suddenly put his hand on her shoulder, "to buy you porridge, eat again."

Fu Zhiran pauses. She looks down at Rong Yue and grabs her hand.

Rong Yue responded, let go immediately, and then coldly explained: "I don't want you to leave Rong's house soon, just like a down and out ghost, let people think that we can't accommodate you and drive you out."

Then he glanced at Fu Zhiran's pale, bloodless face.

And that pair of eyes, but still damned clear, bright and cold, a look of refusing people thousands of miles away.

Fu Zhiran picks eyebrows, "isn't it?"

No waves of tone, asked the Rong more a Leng, open mouth, a time can not find words to answer.

Fu Zhiran took the opportunity to get out of bed. She was wearing a hospital uniform. Her long, loose, dark hair, like silk, fell down on her chest and back.

It seems that she is very thin and weak.

He hated her so much that he could not help but feel compassion. Rong Yue beat his hands on his legs and clenched his fists.

Fu Zhiran raised his head and said coldly to his evil black eyes, "we are divorced. Then my life and death have nothing to do with your Rong family."

Rong Yue gritted his teeth, "Fu Zhiran, you are a woman who wants face and pride until she dies."

"It's from living with me." Fu Zhiran throws Rong Yue a small white eye, then goes to the sofa and takes her own clothes.

Let more sneer of hook lip, "that you don't faint."

Fu Zhiran

Fainting was really beyond her expectation. He didn't think his constitution would be so bad. He just stayed up for two nights.

And it's not that she didn't sleep at all. She was a little annoyed at the thought.

Rong Yue saw her head down and said nothing. He thought that she had been told sad things by him, and he was even more venomous. "Didn't you show your love at Qin Yiyi's birthday party two days ago? Die so fast? "

Fu Zhiran didn't bother to pay attention to him and took his clothes into the bathroom.

After changing, Rong Yue has taken out the porridge and put it on the tea table.

Her stomach has been cooing incessantly, it is indeed hungry, there is no affectation, went over, picked up the spoon, sipping porridge.

Rong Yue leans lazily on the guardrail at the end of the bed, one hand in his trousers pocket, the other hand holding a lighted cigarette, frowning and looking at Fu Zhiran in the smoke of rattan.

After a long time, he said, "are you going to stay in a hotel all the time?"

He straightened up, threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the dustbin, and then poured some water in to put it out.

Fu Zhiran said: "I have found the house and will move there soon."

Rong Yue looked up and said, "go to my grandfather, or buy a house."

He frowned and looked irritable.

Fu Zhiran said faintly: "thank you for Rong Shao's kindness."

Rong Yue's calm temper was aroused by her coldness, "Fu Zhiran, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Fu Zhiran's mood and tone are still calm, "I'm different from Rong shaodao, so Rong Shao is still less close to me, I just want to live in peace."