Fu Shao's hidden marriage sweet wife

Fu Tingqian stared at her back silently for a long time again, and he turned around and walked out of the ward just after an unknown amount of time had passed.

Gently closing the door, Fu Tingqian was at the nurse's station and got his cell phone that had been dropped in the corridor.

Come to a more secluded corner.

Before he picked up the phone and dialed any number, Fu Qizheng's call came first.

Fu Tingqian answered.

"I've already gone to your mother's place. She is very sad and can't take it anymore." Fu Qizheng asked, "How is Nian Nian?"

When things happen, men are always more rational and rational than women.

Especially people like Fu Tingqian.

He couldn't distinguish his emotions with his facial features, and said softly, "She will be fine."

Hearing the words, Fu Qizheng could almost imagine how Chi Nian would react when he heard the news of Yu Qiao's tragic death, and sighed and said, "Your aunt Yu's body, I will take it back with your mother, and you will take it back with me." Don't come to Philadelphia, I'll take care of it here."

Fu Tingqian was about to call his contact to bring back Yu Qiao's body, but since Fu Qizheng said so, he didn't say much.

After a moment of silence, Fu Tingqian suddenly said with dark eyes, "Is there anyone you know in the police station in Philadelphia?"

The Fu family has a large network of contacts, but not so large that they can be found all over the world.

Fu Qizheng was silent for a moment, "It's not difficult to let someone you know establish a relationship over there."

Fu Tingqian's eyes were as cold as frost, "Whether it's a bribe or a relationship, in short, let someone make that scumbag half disabled first."

Otherwise, it would be too cheap for the perpetrator to be sentenced to death after being transferred from the detention center to judicial conviction.

Yu Qiao's death angered them more than them. It was not until a few days later that Fu Tingqian found out that besides the scumbag who caused the accident, there was another person who had "entertained" them.

After finishing the call with Fu Qizheng, Fu Tingqian did not return to the ward immediately.

Leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette.

The phone that was still held in his hand without putting it back in his pocket rang again.

It's Secretary Zhang calling.

"Mr. Fu, there is still a little detail about the layout of the wedding venue that I would like to confirm with you. Do you have time now?"

Fu Tingqian didn't make a sound, and was silent for a long time, but at this moment his dark eyes drifted away in a daze.

No one knew that since he learned of Yu Qiao's death, he had actually basically forgotten the wedding he had carefully planned during this period of time.

Secretary Zhang's call made him feel as if he had stepped into an empty illusion in vain, floating in an unreal way.

Secretary Zhang didn't get his answer, so she couldn't help asking again, "Boss Fu?"

After a long time, Fu Tingqian said in a deep and hoarse voice, "Don't do it anymore."

Their wedding is gone.

……

the other side.

Not long after Fu Tingqian left the ward, Chi Nian lifted the quilt, got up, got out of bed, put on slippers, and left the ward where she was.

When Old Madam Yu woke up, it was already dark.

There was no light turned on in the ward, only a fairly bright light projected from the corridor, allowing people to notice a person sitting in front of the ward at a glance.

"Niannian..." Old Madam Yu looked at her, but she couldn't see the expression on her drooping head, she could only feel that her whole body seemed to be covered by a haze, "Your mother has really..."

Chi Nianxiang felt icy and cold all over his body like an ice cave, and he didn't look up.

After a long while, she barely moved her lips, and said with difficulty in her hoarse and piercing voice, "She...is no longer here."

Old Madam Yu seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, crying weakly and overflowing with sorrow. Chi Nian wanted to comfort her, but just as she was about to speak, her eyes blushed again.

……

Chi Nian felt that he might just have a nightmare.

When Meng woke up, nothing happened, everything was fine, she and Fu Tingqian would hold their wedding as scheduled, Yu Qiao and He Huirong came back together, and then all of them reunited together.

But when Yu Qiao was preserved in the ice coffin and transported back to Yuncheng, and saw her body with her own eyes, the facts before her eyes told her that she would not wake up from this nightmare.

Reality defeated fantasy, and Yu Qiao was indeed gone.

This made her feel as if she had fallen into an abyss, and the world in front of her eyes turned from bright to gray.

When old lady Yu saw Yu Qiao's body, she was heartbroken again and passed out crying. Every time she woke up, her face was washed with tears. As Yu Qiao's friend, He Huirong was also deeply saddened. Every time she comforted old lady Yu, she They all hugged the old lady and cried together.

As for the treatment of Yu Qiao's body, Chi Nian thought that a woman like her who loves beauty and is full of romantic cells must not want her body to rot slowly.

So cremation was chosen.

After the cremation and until the day of the burial, many people came to the cemetery.

In addition to them, Wilson, the man who had once pursued Yu Qiao, also came, and some friends who were close to Yu Qiao also came to Yu Qiao's funeral by contacting Shang Chi Nian.

Leaving aside these people, there is another person who has not contacted her or the Fu family also came.

It is Chiyuan.

He was wearing a hand-cut black suit with a white flower on his chest, holding a bouquet of Louis XIV roses in his hand, and gently placed it in front of Yu Qiao's tombstone.

He is still a gentleman and stable, but his face is neither happy nor angry, but there is an indescribable vicissitudes of life.

Chi Nian didn't drive him away, didn't speak, and didn't step forward to throw away his flowers, because he was numb and couldn't care about how he felt at this moment.

Chi Yuan didn't communicate with anyone the whole time.

When the funeral was over, people gradually left, and she and He Huirong supported Mrs. Yu from left to right and finally left here.

Fu Tingqian, who left with them, noticed that everyone left even them, but Chi Yuan stayed where he was, with no intention of leaving at all.

He paused slightly, but before he could make any move, suddenly, old lady Yu, who was supported by Chi Nian and He Huirong, fainted again.

The sadness that the white-haired person sends the black-haired person is far more intense and sad than any of them.

After Yu Qiao's funeral was over, the old lady Yu couldn't get sick, and she was so depressed that she couldn't eat. The old man suddenly seemed to be older and more vicissitudes. After a while, the old lady Yu also went to the hospital naturally. up.

It went silently, without any warning.

It's like a lamp that represents life for a person. When the oil is burned out, the lamp goes out.

Fu Tingqian had never been more flustered and fearful than this moment, for fear that Chi Nian would not be able to bear it, and it was also the first time that he felt that the fate of teasing people was so powerless.

Not long ago, he said that no matter what happened, he would hold up the sky for her.

But now that the sky is falling in front of her eyes, can he support her?

After all, he couldn't bear for her after all, everything she had to bear now.