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Zhang Mu smiled, paused for a moment, looked him up in a vague way, and inadvertently raised his mouth, "There seems to be a small accident at the door, and this charity party is really a bit troublesome."

Fu Conglin: "Yes."

Seeing his unconcerned expression, Zhang Mu held back the words he was about to say when he thought of the rumors between him and Shi Wan.

The two chatted briefly, and Zhang Mu resigned and left without delaying Fu Conglin's changing clothes.

Fu Conglin found a room, and as soon as he raised his hand to untie the collar of his shirt, the mobile phone next to him vibrated. He didn't stop, took off his soaked shirt slowly, took it over and saw that it was Meng Zhang, and picked it up casually: "What's up?"

As soon as the connection was made, Meng Zhang's anxious voice came from over there: "Mr. Fu! Miss Shi..."

Fu Conglin frowned, "Don't mention this person to me, I don't want to hear anything about her now."

Meng Zhang opened his mouth and was suddenly speechless.

But thinking that Shi Wan was crying like that, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Shi was in a car accident!"

Fu Conglin's eyes were cold, and he stood motionless on the spot. Hearing this, he slightly raised his eyelids, and asked indifferently, "Are you dead?"

Meng Zhang's hands shook involuntarily, and he couldn't say anything.

"Huh? Do you need me to collect the corpse?" The man asked again, his eyes were cold, and his voice was faintly impatient.

Meng Zhang was terrified, opened his mouth, and said truthfully, "Miss Shi is fine, she was just a little frightened."

Fu Conglin frowned a little bit, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled into a sarcasm, which seemed to have a hint of regret, "She is very courageous and self-aware, she is not in front of my eyes."

He said this sentence as if talking to himself, lightly, and then said coldly: "This small matter can also make you lose your sense of proportion. I need to teach you how to deal with it?"

Meng Zhang is 31 this year, three years older than Fu Conglin, but he has been with him for seven years, and he knows his temper well, and knows that he is overstepping.

……

Shi Wan huddled in the carriage, she reached for the cell phone with trembling hands, found Fu Conglin's cell phone number with hazy vision, wanted to dial it, but thought of what happened before, she bit her lip tightly.

What happened just now had a great impact on her.

She was almost hit by a car.

When the car was very close to her and the horn sounded sharply, her mind went blank, if Meng Zhang hadn't pulled her—

If it wasn't for Meng Zhang.

Shi Wan couldn't even think about the consequences.

She panicked and wanted to contact Fu Conglin in a daze, but what he said unconsciously appeared in her mind.

He told her to die, die far away.

But her fingertips fell uncontrollably, Shi Wan watched helplessly as the call rang, and was ruthlessly hung up in less than five seconds.

Shi Wan tightly gripped the phone case, her nails were severely bent by the gravity, and they were already on the verge of breaking, but she didn't feel it, she only knew that her heart was hurting.

The pain made her tremble all over, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

Shi Wan raised her hand and grabbed the shirt on her chest, panting hard.

She thought, if the painful phone call really got through, and Fu Conglin knew that she was almost in a car accident, he would definitely be ridiculed again, maybe it would be a pity, why she didn't get hit to death.

If she really died, wouldn't he and Song Banxia be together logically?

Shi Wan curled her lips into a tragic smile, which was extremely ironic.

Laughing at herself, there was still a trace of longing and fantasy in her heart.

"Clap."

The door is opened.

Shi Wan suddenly looked up and saw that it was Meng Zhang, a look of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

"Miss Shi, are you alright?"

Shi Wan wiped her teary face, shook her head slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

Meng Zhang handed over the medicine bag in his hand, "Wipe it, I see that your arms and knees are injured."

Shi Wan took it with trembling hands, her nose sore again.

Even an outsider cared about her so much, but her beloved husband ignored her, and was even as worried about another woman.

Tears fell again, Shi Wan quickly lowered her head, not wanting Meng Zhang to see her in such a mess, and said hoarsely, "Thank you."

Meng Zhang looked at her, with a flash of pity on his face, and then calmly said: "You're welcome, you should."
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The charity gala is held until eleven o'clock in the evening.

The thick night fell, wrapped in thin and dense rain, which wet the ground.

The car parked at the gate of Shanda International Center.

Fu Conglin strode out from inside, and the man sat in the car with a cold face.

There was a strong and pungent smell of medicine in his nostrils.

There is no doubt that the rear compartment is spacious, and Fu Conglin and Shi Wan form a clear watershed.

The quarrel at night made the already unharmonious relationship between husband and wife even more distant and indifferent.

Shi Wan kept turning her head to look out of the car window.

Fu Conglin closed his eyes and fell asleep since he got in the car.

All the way to the mansion in a strange atmosphere.

The man got out of the car first, and the door slammed with a loud bang.

Shi Wan paused, clutched the hem of the skirt tightly, closed her eyes, and said to Meng Zhang, "Please open the door for me."

Meng Zhang followed suit.

Chi asked: "Miss Shi, do I need to help you down?"

Shi Wan refused: "No, thank you."

It's still raining.

When Shi Wan landed on her toes, she felt a stabbing pain in her knees, causing her to gasp, frown tightly, and then limped into the mansion.

Meng Zhang held an umbrella over her head and escorted her all the way to the door.

There was no sign of Fu Conglin in the hall either, presumably he was upstairs.

The servants were all silent.

When Fu Conglin entered the door just now, they felt that something was wrong. A servant stepped forward to take the man's suit jacket.

Fu Conglin didn't even look at it, and went straight upstairs.

Now seeing Shi Wan injured like this again, she couldn't help but get scared.

He was so careful that he didn't even dare to breathe.

Fu Conglin took off his coat as soon as he entered the bedroom, untied his tie in a somewhat rude manner, and then his shirt and trousers.

The man stepped into the bathroom, took a shower and came out without seeing Shi Wan.

The room was empty.

Fu Conglin's eyes darkened slightly.

Looking at the time, it was almost morning.

Fu Conglin walked downstairs in his nightgown.

Seeing Shi Wan sitting on the sofa with a dazed expression, the man's deep and beautiful brows frowned, "What are you still doing here?"

Shi Wan was taken aback by him, and when she came back to her senses, her heart was pounding.

She replied slowly: "I can't go up..."

The servants around had already left when the time came, and Shi Wan was the only one left in the huge hall. She tried to stand up and go upstairs, but when she saw the tall and long spiral staircase, she took a deep breath and gave up. up.

"what?"

Shi Wan emphasized her tone: "My leg hurts and I can't walk up."

Fu Conglin was full of impatience. When he approached, Wan ordered with a stern face, "Hold me."

As soon as he spoke, he put his hands on her slender waist.

Shi Wan climbed onto Fu Conglin's neck with her left hand, and was easily hugged by the man.

Her head was against his chest, and Fu Conglin's nightgown was slightly loose, revealing a large area of ​​her chest.

Shi Wan pressed her cold ear against his hot chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Fu Conglin raised his body in disgust, "Don't touch me, stay away from me."

He just took a shower, and he didn't want to be contaminated by Shi Wan who was covered in dust.

"It hurts." Shi Wan said in a low voice, and the injured hand also climbed over, sticking to Fu Conglin's skin without hindrance.

The man's face darkened instantly, "If you don't want to be thrown down by me, just touch it."