Marriage is coming

"Lin Xuan is healthy and good-looking, and she is a good match with Ah Shen. I am not good-looking, and my body is not good..."

Fan Qiao's eyes lighted up, and he felt lonely all the time.

"Linlin..."

Zheng Linlin's eyes were full of indifference: "I just wanted to find a place for you, that scumbag Mu Jingshen actually asked me to apologize to Lin Xuan in public, Qiao Qiao, what kind of person do you think Lin Xuan is, do you think you wait for her to sit down?" After securing Mrs. Mu's position, can she let Mu Jingshen continue to take care of you?"

Fan Qiao's eyes widened. She looked at Zheng Linlin with pure eyes.

Being looked at with such eyes, anyone is willing to hold something in front of her.

"Qiao Qiao, even if you don't think about it for yourself, you should think about it for us. We can afford your hospitalization expenses, but your bone marrow is in Lin Xuan. You can't let Ah Shen fall in love with Lin Xuan , we are still waiting for you to recover, and I am still waiting, to enjoy the outside world with you again!"

Fan Qiao paused.

"Linlin."

Zheng Linlin reached out and hugged Fan Qiao, "Silly girl, do you know how outstanding Ah Shen is? The person he loves is you. After loving you for so many years, you just push him to another woman, you Do you know, if you push too much, men will take it seriously."

"He will think that you don't love him anymore, don't want him anymore, and go to face another colorful world. In the end, you are left alone in grief and grief, unable to extricate yourself. I hate you for thinking so much about him."

A tear fell into Fan Qiao's neck, burning her heart.

The TV screen changed to another piece of entertainment news, probably saying that the Lin family has reached the point of cross-bow, and now some shareholders are selling their stocks. Fan Qiao hugged Zheng Linlin and said in a low voice, "Linlin, Ah Shen is married. Now, there is no relationship between us anymore, you don't think you want me to be a third party?"

"I hate mistress the most, and I can't let myself become that kind of person."

Zheng Linlin turned her head and let go of Fan Qiao. The girl's eyes were shining, she was soft and unbelievable: "Linlin, try to accept Xuan'er, Xuan'er is a very good girl."

She snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Fan Qiao shifted his gaze to the TV screen, and murmured thoughtfully: "Xuan'er may really be in big trouble this time, and some shareholders are already selling stocks. Ah Shen probably won't sit idly by, he Surely you will help Xuan'er?"

Zheng Linlin paused, subconsciously looking at the main screen.

The host was still talking about Lin's recent situation, and Lin Zhenghe hadn't shown up until now. Many people speculated that Lin Zhenghe might not be able to die.

She rolled her eyes and stood up suddenly, "Qiao Qiao, I won't accompany you anymore, I have something to go back now."

"You let the nurse stay with you at night."

Fan Qiao nodded and smiled.

She stretched out her hand to pull Zheng Linlin, and said in a low voice: "Linlin, you are fine, don't trouble Xuan'er, you understand?"

"What is Lin Xuan, she deserves me to trouble her. As long as she doesn't bump into me, of course I won't go to her. Don't worry."

Fan Qiao just smiled: "Be careful on the road."

Zheng Linlin quickly turned around and walked out with her bag. She didn't realize that at any moment when she turned around, Fan Qiao's eyes suddenly darkened, her five fingers were clasped together, and she tightly pinched the bed sheet. Pressure, no more tenderness.