Lin Han moved his eyebrows, pushed open the door of the ward, and said in a low voice, "how come you are so stiff with me again? I don't mean to call you sister Lin Han."

Song Ruanjian laughed and despised his low-level mistake. Then he changed his mouth and said, "look at my memory, sister Lin Han, don't mind."

Lin Han smiles and does not speak, three people then entered the ward.

Fu Jingyu sat on the bed with the small table down. Seeing them coming in, he noticed song Ruan at the first sight. She was holding two incubators in her hand, and she bit her lower lip with some annoyance.

This small movement, he easily saw.

Zhao Zhao was put down by Lin Han and ran directly to Fu Jingyu. Fu Jingyu held him up, and he looked at Fu Jingyu from left to right: "Mr. Ruan said that daddy is sick. Daddy, what's your illness? When can you get better? Zhao doesn't want daddy to get sick."

Fu Jingyu hugged him and kissed him on the forehead. He said in a low voice, "Daddy is OK. Don't worry about Zhao Zhao."

When Fu Jingyu was talking to Zhao Zhao, Lin Han went out to pick up the phone call from Lin Xin. Only song Ruan was quietly fiddling with the food. He put the food on the table in a proper way, took out the chopsticks and set it up. Then he did not speak.

Fu Jingyu Yu, glancing up at Song Ruan, glanced at her bag and said, "Song Ruan, I have tolerated you several times."

Song Ruan Lianshen looked at Fu Jingyu. What he said could upset song Ruan's mind. She didn't know what to do. But because Fu Zhao was listening here, she said calmly: "Mr. Fu, Zhao Zhao is still here. There are some words, right..."

Fu Jingyu sneered and put Zhao Zhao down. Then he handed Zhao Zhao's toy which song Ruan had brought with him: "go and play with that piece."

Zhao Zhao was obedient and went to the cubicle with toys. The ward is a suite, so there is a compartment inside, which can be used for rest and living room.

Song Ruan was a little worried. He wanted to follow him, but Fu Jingyu stopped her: "Song Ruan, you don't have to worry. I've moved all the things that are easy to touch before. He won't touch them."

Song Ruan's heart sank, and he knew that he had gone too far. So he stood by the bed honestly and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm just..."

"You don't have to explain." Fu Jingyu picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly. He took a mouthful and wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue. He said, "you always explain something I don't want to hear. It's meaningless."

Song Ruan swallows, the heart is more certain, he is talking about the hair thing.

She suddenly found that her gains were not worth the loss. She was called back by the news of Fu Jingyu's car accident before she had time to make an appraisal. Moreover, she did not expect that she would rush back so quickly.

Thinking of this, song Ruan almost imperceptible frown, Fu Jingyu said to himself: "you seem to be too confident in yourself."

"I just want to do my job well."

Song Ruan tightened his hands and made a 12 point spiritual reply. But Fu Jingyu did not notice and said, "change the topic? I said you are overconfident. You should know what I'm talking about. I reminded you last night, but you still have that thing with you today What, to the identification center? Did you find anything? "

"Fu..."

"I ask you, did you find anything?" Fu Jingyu didn't give her a chance to refute and explain. This kind of pressure made song Ruan calm down and decided to let go of the Museum once. Then he said in a deep voice: "because Mr. Fu, you suddenly had a car accident, I didn't give the things to the people in the identification center, so it's a pity that there is no result."

Fu Jingyu raised his eyebrows, put down his chopsticks and looked at Song Ruan. Even if he raised his head, he could still feel his inner and outer aura. He glanced at her, slightly hooked his lips, and hesitated in a low voice. He was as calm as a cello: "you don't want to continue playing."

Song and Ruan secretly complained in his heart that the performance should be continued, but only occasionally, Fu Jingyu would not let go of something, which was really speechless.

"I just don't want to deceive Mr. Fu. I took the hair and I'm going to the identification center."

Song Ruan told Fu Jingyu frankly that he looked at him with light eyes and did not flinch. Although Fu Jingyu's aura was always so strong, song Ruan still stood there with determination and motionless.

Fu Jingyu chuckled and patted the table top. All the tableware on the table shook. Then he said slowly, "since I said it, should I also ask why you did this?"

"Of course, I want to know whether Fu Zhao is the child of Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu. There is such a gossip in the streets of Munich."

"You want to know the truth of that gossip?" Fu Jingyu obviously didn't believe it, and song Ruan didn't finish. Her brain whirled quickly, and finally she put her lips in the corner. She calmly said, "of course, it's not only that. I don't know that Mr. Fu has such insight. Do you know that I had a deep communication with Mr. Fu Jinghao this morning?"Fu Jingyu narrowed his eyes when he heard the speech. There was a dark flash in his eyes. He thought that song Ruan was very good at using his strength.

Did Fu Jinghao trade with her?

However, this is far fetched.

Song Ruan knew that Fu Jingyu would not believe it immediately, so he added: "I really didn't know who Fu always was before, but then he personally interviewed me and offered me a very attractive condition."

"Song Ruan, do you think I should believe you?" Fu Jingyu leaned back at the head of the bed, glancing at Song Ruan. Song Ruan raised his head slightly and said to Fu Jingyu with a smile, "Mr. Fu promised to believe me, because I am now in Mr. Fu's camp, and will not go out again."

"Oh?" Fu Jingyu hung his lips and asked, "how do you say that?"

"Although I have promised Fu Jinghao some deals, I really can't make friends with my own heart. Sister Lin Han is very kind to me, and Mr. Fu appreciates me very much, so I won't betray you, so..." Song Ruan took out his hair from his bag and threw it into the garbage can.

"So, I will show Mr. Fu how loyal I am to you." Song Ruan is also a liar who doesn't draft.

Over the years, she may have told more lies than Fu Jingyu.

But there is no way to fight Fu Jingyu. If you don't play chess, you may not have any chance. She must seize every opportunity.

Fu Jingyu looked at her, then stretched out his hand to hook her. Song Ruan walked up to her and leaned forward slightly. As soon as he was about to ask something, Fu Jingyu hooked her hand and pulled her over. Song Ruan fell down on the bed and was forced to look up. Fu Jingyu slightly bowed his head and said, "I hope this is your last time Play tricks with me. "

Song Ruan restrained his look and nodded: "don't worry, Mr. Fu, I will follow Mr. Fu's lead."

Fu Jingyu snorted, approached her ear and whispered, "I hope so, song Ruan." He deliberately accentuated the words song and Ruan, and the warm breath sprayed on her ears made her unconscious and stiff. Fu Jingyu seemed to notice it and gave a faint low smile, as if he were making fun of song Ruan.

Song Ruan pulled the corners of her mouth and got up. Her hands consciously touched her ears and felt the warmth. Her heart trembled uncontrollably, but her face remained calm.

When Lin Han came back, song Ruan had gone to the stall to look after Fu Zhao, while Fu Jingyu ate half of it.

Lin Han did not make complaints about the strange things. He only took two new chopsticks from Fu Jingyu's hands and said, "because of you, we are all good at accompanying you in the hospital."

Fu Jingyu laughed and moved a good place for her to eat. Then he quickly changed the topic and said, "what's Lin Xin looking for you?"

Lin Han's face was moved. He stopped and said slowly, "nothing."

"What happened to Gu Lichuan?" Fu Jingyu light mouth, Lin Han then put down his chopsticks, sighed: "has been discharged from hospital in the cultivation, should be OK."

Fu Jingyu put his arm around Lin Han's shoulder and said, "since it's OK, don't think about it. I'm going to criticize Lin Xin. Can't you just have a sister's affection for me to make a phone call?"

Song Ruan looked at the time. It was very late, and it was inconvenient to continue to stay. She led Zhao Zhao out. Zhao Zhao went to Lin Han. She picked up her bag and said to them, "it's not early. I'll go back first."

"Let's go together. Zhao Zhao and I have gone home and asked the driver to give you a ride." As he spoke, Lin Han dressed Zhao Zhao with a coat. Fu Jingyu pulled the corners of his mouth and said in a stuffy voice, "what do you mean, let me be here alone?"

Lin Han deliberately joked: "it was you who chose to stay in the hospital. Zhao Zhao and I would go back to have a rest, didn't you, Zhao Zhao?"

Zhao Zhao was already sleepy and yawned to answer Fu Jingyu.

Three people out of the door, Lin Han did not mention anything about today's hair, really asked the driver to send song Ruan home.

The next day, song Ruan was awakened by Fu Jingyu's phone call and asked her to come to the hospital with breakfast. Song Ruan pulled the corners of his mouth. If the truth broke out, wouldn't he call Lin Han? She's just an assistant. Hello.

However, she still appeared in Fu Jingyu's ward. She took breakfast and put it on the dining table to eat for Fu Jingyu. Fu Jingyu did not speak. Song Ruan ate slowly with a sandwich. Then she looked at Fu Jingyu and ate breakfast gracefully with a knife and fork.