Xu Anchen looked at them from behind and shook his head funny.

If it wasn't for the Fu family's misfortune, which made Fu Zhiran's temperament milder, she would not even have the opportunity to say sorry to Miss Jia. How could she have stayed here till now.

Jia Beishan didn't go, followed Fu Zhiran and sent LAN Jingyan to the intensive care unit.

These 24 hours, the family can not go in to visit LAN Jingyan, Fu Zhiran they can only accompany outside.

Looking at LAN Jingyan lying inside, stable, Xu Anchen said to Fu Zhiran: "Miss Fu, you stay here to take care of LAN Er Shao, the murderer has been caught, I have to go to the bureau to deal with it."

Fu Zhiran nodded, "OK, thank you very much."

"That's what I should do." Xu Anchen gives Fu Zhiran a smile. When she turns around, she looks at Jia Beishan. "Miss Jia, come with me. I'll see you off."

At first glance, Miss Jia is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She is very scheming.

He was afraid that in case she left, Fu Zhiran and she did not agree. It would be bad to fight. Fu Zhiran could not fight the military doctor who had been in the special forces.

But jabeshan didn't buy him. "Thank you for your kindness, but I won't be bothered if someone comes to pick me up later."

Finish saying she disdained of hook the corner of the mouth.

Xu an Chen shriveled shriveled mouth, cast to Fu Zhi dye a I tried my best eyes, then light way: "that I go first."

Fu Zhiran nodded and watched Xu Anchen walk a little. She took her eyes back and looked at LAN Jingyan lying in the intensive care unit, frowning with concern.

Jabeshan stood for a moment, went to the opposite chair and sat down.

As the night grew deeper and deeper, Fu Zhiran couldn't stand any longer. She went to Jia Beishan and sat down. She yawned.

She raised her head, ready to close her eyes and sleep for a while. Jia Beishan suddenly said, "Miss Fu, I have a question for you."

Fu Zhiran closed her eyes and ignored her.

Jia Beishan did not give up and asked her, "Uncle LAN has been strongly against Jing Yan being with you. Do you hate him?"

Smell speech, Fu Zhiran's eyelashes quiver, in the heart flashed a trace of guilty.

Can she see that she hates LAN qinsong?

She opened her eyes, side face and sneered at jabeshan. "I don't know what gave Miss Jia the courage to try to get close to my husband all the time."

To her satire, jabeshan does not anger but smile, "you must hate uncle LAN very much. Once you waded to the border and arrived at the gate of our camp. You were stopped and didn't let you see Jingyan."

Fu Zhiran was stunned. Her hands on her thighs could not help clenching her fists.

Jia Beishan sees Fu Zhiran's reaction in her eyes. The more she says, the more happy she is. "Your letters and photos fall into uncle Lan's hands. You hate him very much."

Her words, every word, can remind Fu Zhiran of the bitterness in her heart.

She tried to restrain, pretending to be nothing wrong with the hook lip smile, "did not expect Miss Jia really know more."

Jia Beishan is also a person who doesn't have much patience. Seeing that Fu Zhiran can pretend better than her, she hums coldly: "Fu Zhiran, I won't lose to you. Jingyan is wild and uninhibited. Only I can control him. You can't match him for saving me twice."

Confidence.