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"Haha, Hua Yong is more handsome now." Old Lady Rong's body was slightly bloated, he wore a brown long sleeve, and could walk very quickly. If one were to listen carefully, the hair around their ears would seem to be dancing, moving closer to their body, and he would look familiar, like a grandson whom they had not seen in a long time.

"I didn't see it clearly from behind, so I didn't know you were embarrassed." Fu Huayong smiled but did not speak, it was another old cunning fox.

Yes, is there something you need Xiao Jia for? Old Lady Rong smiled mercifully as his eyes wandered back and forth between Fu Huayong and Han Chen.

A trace of light flashed past Old Lady Rong's eyes. A surge of high pressure spread out to the bodyguard, "No matter who it is, as long as it's without my instructions, no one is allowed to enter. Do you hear me?"

At first, when he saw how familiar they were with each other, the big man thought that he would be scolded. Only now did he relax and hurriedly reply, "Yes."

Entering the ward, He Jia looked out of the window. Under the sunlight, she looked holy, her long and dense hair was scattered all over the place, her cold lips were rosy, and the teardrops below the corner of her eyes made her look extraordinarily beautiful.

"Grandmother, who was outside just now?" The conversation outside wasn't loud, but the ward was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Old Lady Rong's face froze for a moment, she pulled over a chair and sat down, extending his hand to cover He Jia's hands, smiling warmly: "It's just some random people, how do you feel right now, don't you feel pain?"

In a blink of an eye, the Old Lady Rong invited all the world-famous surgical experts to treat his. Although the risk was high, the effect was proportional to the treatment itself.

"It's pretty good, but I can't move." He Jia complained.

"As if a Old Lady Rong with a natural reaction is pinching He Jia. Her nose was filled with love, "It's not too long now, how could you be fine so quickly? "Idiot." With undisguised affection.

"Grandmother, when will grandpa return?" He Jia asked again. Other than the pitiful number of times they met during the Spring Festival, she liked to tug on her long beard when she was young.

"Girl, do you miss your grandpa's beard?" carefully avoided her eyes. After all, she was already so big, but after she realized what was going on, she continued to speak: "Grandma, do you know what's going on with that girl Ning Jin? You can't get through on the phone either. " The worry in his eyes was heartbreaking.

Old Lady Rong sighed. If she knew that the reason for her transformation was because of her desired friend, would she still be able to do that? Although there was no certainty that she was the biggest suspect.

"I heard your Grandma Fu say that it was pretty good. She did her own thing, but she just didn't have the time to come and find you." Lies are mostly white, and standing on the front bank of the world, destined to grow in betrayal.

After exiting the hospital, Han Chen was depressed: "Are we leaving like this?" Just because she was a member of the Fu family, when had they ever been afraid of her?

Fu Huayong stopped in his tracks, lifted his eyes, and unknowingly unwittingly unlatched his hand onto the front most button. His fingers moved slightly, revealing his exquisite collarbone, and his adam's apple turned in place of his hoarse voice: "Could it be that you didn't see that?"

Han Chen was confused. "What did you see?"

"Aren't you usually quite shrewd?" "Fu Huayong retorted. She hasn't thought of letting us in from the beginning. " It was obvious, but Han Chen was puzzled.

Fu Huayong frowned, why did he not realize that Han Chen was so stupid? It was a mistake.

"What is it? Tell me." Han Chen was so anxious that he immediately took action, both his hands on his good friend's shoulders, and was just a step away from not moving.

"Let go."

Han Chen's innocent eyes trembled, Fu Huayong looked at his good friend's face with a face full of disdain, and wrote: The word that I loathe.

Han Chen immediately retracted his hand bitterly, as he smiled awkwardly. Fu Huayong sighed helplessly, and patted both of his shoulders.

"With her identity, would it be difficult for her to know the relationship between He Jia and Ning Jin? And who doesn't know of my and Ning Jin's identities? " After Fu Huayong finished speaking, a probing look flashed past his eyes. It was because he couldn't understand why the Old Lady Rong would stop him.

If he didn't agree to their relationship, he should have interfered at Hill.

Han Chen suddenly realised: "Aiyah, why don't you tell me why I didn't think of it?" Looking at his good friend's silly look, Fu Huayong's heart collapsed.

Fu Huayong returned to the Fu Clan Fu Wanjiao and followed closely behind.

"What's the matter?" Fu Huayong did not even raisehiss head, his voice did not sound warm at all. He was seated on a chair in the study, her hand holding onto a magazine as he read with relish.

He was not a patient person, especially when it came to idle business.

Fu Wanjiao swallowed all of her coquettish words, and weakly replied, "Grandmother asked me to ask you a few things." With that, she raised her head and asked for Fu Huayong.

was furious, could it be that she was not as attractive as a book, what brother was she talking about?

"Brother!" He shouted again unwillingly and stomped his feet.

Fu Huayong moved his eyes away from the magazine as he wished, and the way he looked at his was shockingly cold, as if his eyes had frozen over. Fu Wanjiao immediately replied honestly: "Grandma asked me to ask where your sister-in-law was?"

Fu Huayong sunk, the corners of his mouth curving up in an unspeakable manner: "Is it you who asked this or Grandma?" If he didn't see enough of this girl, his years of experience would have been wasted. He let out a sigh, looked at the magazine, and asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Fu Wanjiao's tail was grabbed, and she looked around awkwardly, her mouth moved a few times, but she did not know how to speak.

"Get out." Suddenly, a voice rang out.

If she wasn't, this girl would probably stay here for the entire day.

Fu Wanjiao was startled, but immediately became flustered and embarrassed. Knowing Fu Huayong's temper, he gritted his teeth and revealed his purpose: "I, I'm just going to ask if your friend will come at the gathering of the famous women." As soon as she said that, her face immediately blushed and she lowered her head, her hands constantly tormenting the corners of her clothes.