An Zirui obviously looked at Fu xishen. Fu xishen stared at him: "what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I just want my sister!" An Zirui stares back.

"It's impossible. I'll always be by her side. After all, I'm your rightful brother-in-law." Fu xishen said.

An Zirui was angry again. He gnashed his teeth and said, "wait until I'm well, let's fight!"

"OK, you have to hurry up, otherwise I'm busy and you have to make an appointment." Fu xishen said.

"All right, all right, say less!" Zhao Qiqing can't laugh or cry.

An Zirui just speaks slowly, but he can talk and never idle.

"Brother, why didn't you think you could say so before?" Zhao Qiqing feels very novel. After all, an Zirui's image in her heart has always been a mature and stable person, including several people she has seen before, and she feels that she is a cold master.

"I don't know. I used to talk less, probably because I understand that villains die of talking more?" An Zirui said.

It's a joke and a fact. In such an environment, talking more is easy to make mistakes. Only by doing more can we climb faster

"Now, my sister is next to me. I'm comfortable. Of course, I can say more if I can." An Zirui tutted and seemed to be surprised by his tuberculosis constitution.

While talking, Zhao Qiqing's cell phone rang again. She got up and said to Fu xishen, "I'm going out to answer the phone. It's grandma!"

"OK." Fu xishen nodded.

As soon as Zhao Qiqing went out, there were two men left in the room, and the atmosphere fell down again#@$& amp;

Fu xishen looked at him: "what are your plans next?"

"What?" An Zirui didn't understand what he meant.

"Your leg can't recover in a short time. Maybe there are other sequelae." Fu xishen said bluntly.

An Zirui looked at Fu xishen, then smiled bitterly: "you're right, I really should retire."

"What are you going to do later? In your capacity, the police should not leave any clues?" Asked Fu xishen& amp; (&

An Zirui is back, but he can't appear in front of everyone.

"Yes, they will announce my death and rearrange my identity." An Zirui said: "the undercover agent has completely disappeared in the explosion."

"This is just because I appeared in front of Rong Zhentian. I can recognize him at a glance, and he can. Coupled with his large black industry, I must disappear completely in order to return to normal life." An Zirui said.

"Why did you go back undercover?" Fu xishen asked.

"At first, it was just a worship of the police. Later, by chance, I got such an opportunity." An Zirui is downplaying, but he seems to be able to see the firmness of a young man.

Fu xishen nodded: "I admire you very much. If it was me for such a long time, I don't think I can do it."

"I thought so, or I've always been ready to sacrifice. Who knows I can live until now?" An Zirui said.

Fu xishen looked at the man deeply again. He was much greater than everyone behind him.

"By the way, where's Xiaoqing? Why don't you come back? Don't you worry about her?" An Zirui looked from left to right and couldn't see the figure. He urged: "a phone call has been answered for so long? Can't it be an accident?"

Fu xishen looked up at the figure reflected by the door and replied, "no, maybe the old lady is looking for her. She should come back later."

"OK." Since Fu xishen said so, an Zirui was no longer worried. He continued to watch the news on TV.

Zhao Qiqing stood at the door listening to the words inside. She had already burst into tears. Perhaps she was shocked by such spirit, or she was distressed by what an Zirui had experienced over the years.

Du xiatong saw Zhao Qiqing's embarrassed appearance and was startled: "president Zhao, what's the matter with you?"

When Zhao Qiqing heard someone coming, she stood up, shook her head and wiped away the tears on her face: "where is the file?"

Du xiatong immediately took out his documents and handed them to her: "is president Zhao looking at any friends here?"

Zhao Qiqing whispered, "my brother."

She dried the tears on her face, then reached out and fanned, trying to calm herself down, and then looked at Du xiatong: "is it obvious that I cried?"

With red eyes and rainy pear blossoms, Du xiatong had no way to say the words "can't see" and could only be silent.

Before waiting for a few seconds, the door on one side was pushed open, and Fu xishen came out: "come back quickly, he's worried about you."

"OK." Zhao Qiqing took a deep breath and walked in with a smile on her face.

Du xiatong looked puzzled, but also walked in with him.

An Zirui looked at the figure at the door and said, "why haven't you come back for so long?"

"The old lady read in pieces, talked a lot, and listened more for a while." Zhao Qiqing said, "what about you? What are you talking about?"

An Zirui replied, "of course, it's a warning to this person if it's bad for you in the future."

Just half silent, Zhao Qiqing looked back at him suspiciously.

An Zirui stared at her assistant, Du xiatong, without blinking.

"What's the matter? Is there something on Xiao Tong's face?" Zhao Qiqing has a wonderful way.

"No, No." An Zirui immediately recalled: "I mean, if this man is bad to you, you will tell your brother that his brother will avenge you!"

Zhao Qiqing's heart was warm. She nodded, "OK!"

Then the ward fell silent again.

An Zirui's reaction is strange, and Du xiatong is even more strange. The complex feelings in her eyes are not concealed.

Fu xishen's eyes looked at them and then said, "do you know each other?"

"No!" An Zirui was a little excited, and the sound of warm voice and warm Qi also became loud at this time.

"I didn't ask you." Fu xishen looks at Du xiatong.

Du xiatong looked back at Fu xishen. He still lowered his eyes and said faintly, "well."

"What's the relationship?" Fu xishen asked.

"It doesn't matter if we don't know each other!" An Zirui still denies it, but it's more like there's no silver here.

"You'd better stop talking. Doesn't the wound hurt?" Fu xishen asked an Zirui wordlessly.

"Cough -" an Zirui coughed twice. He just shouted loudly, which really affected the wound.

Zhao Qiqing went to Du xiatong and pulled his sleeve: "Xiao Tong, what's going on? Do you really know my brother?"

Du xiatong lowered his head and loosened his fist. Then he replied, "there's nothing to hide. He's my ex boyfriend."