Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

This accusation came a bit suddenly, Wen Qingyue's eyebrows twitched, and she raised her eyelids to meet Su Wanyu's angry eyes, she accused even more angrily, "Wen Qingyue, my brother disappeared to save you, why did you How can he be so comfortable and get close to his best friend without any guilt?"

Fu Han raised his eyebrows and warned in a deep voice: "Wanyu, don't go too far."

"I'm going too far?" Su Wanyu sneered, and after a pause for a few seconds, her voice suddenly rose: "Ah Han, do you know why my brother took the risk to save her? Because of you! He's afraid that you won't see her when you wake up." I was in a hurry, so I risked flying a plane in the dark and tried to rescue her with my exhausted body!"

The sharp accusations made both Fu Han and Wen Qingyue's faces darken, and their already heavy hearts became gloomy again.

Wen Qingyue glanced at Fu Han out of the corner of her eyes, and said, "Su Wanyu, I am very grateful for your brother risking his life to save me, and I am also worried about him, I hope he comes back safely, I understand your feelings, you can blame me , but don't involve Fu Han in it."

That was his best friend, and he felt uncomfortable. Su Wanyu's words just stabbed him in the heart, it was too cruel.

Su Wanyu choked for a moment, she saw the subtle distress in Fu Han's eyes after listening to Wen Qingyue's words, and his comforting movements of holding her hand.

She can really speak, and she can really put on a show in front of Ah Han.

"If you really understand, you won't think I'm blaming Ah Han!" She curled her lips sarcastically, "Wen Qingyue, listen carefully, if something happens to my brother, you are the murderer, and I will kill you!"

There seemed to be an invisible thread in the void that was gradually tightening, and her last sentence instantly broke the tight thread, and her murderous aura surged.

Fu Han said coldly, "Su Wanyu, do you know what you're talking about?"

Su Wanyu looked at him with red eyes, and gradually tightened her grip on the satchel, her manicure was caught in the elegant bag, and her fingertips ached from the tightness.

Pata—a tear fell from her eye socket and hit the edge of the satchel. She gritted her teeth and suppressed her sobs: "Do you know what you are doing? Brother and I are not as important as her!"

The gloomy pressure in the air suddenly tightened again, making people a little breathless.

Her question is basically like an ordinary girl asking her boyfriend, "Your mother and I fell into the river, who do you save first?" They are both important people, why choose one of them in the future?

knock --

There was a knock on the door, and the next moment, Ms. Zeng Yuanyuan opened the door and came in, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Qingyue, I—"

Ms. Zeng Yuanyuan stopped suddenly, smelling the strange atmosphere in the room, and looked at Wen Qingyue with some embarrassment.

Wen Qingyue looked relieved, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, limped past Su Wanyu with the help of the bed, and walked towards Ms. Zeng Yuanyuan, "Auntie, why are you here?"

Ms. Zeng withdrew her scrutiny and said, "I'll give you your boneless chicken feet, sorry, I didn't know there were other people in your room, sorry to bother you!"

Wen Qingyue hurriedly took the plastic bag containing two boxes of boneless chicken feet in her hand, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I have something to do here, I forgot, please send it here."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of two steps." Ms. Zeng smiled understandingly. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Fu Han on the bed and Su Wanyu who could only see her back, "Since you have something to do, I'll go there first. If you have time, come and play with my land area."

"Okay, then go slowly, auntie!" Wen Qingyue sent her out with a slight smile.

After closing the door, Wen Qingyue closed her eyes a little tiredly.

I really escaped death and couldn't rest well.

Heaving a long sigh in his heart, he turned around and walked slowly towards her own bed, Su Wanyu turned to look at her, her eyes fell on the plastic bag in her hand, and said with a sneer, "Since you still have the mood to eat boneless chicken feet! "

Wen Qingyue ignored her, put the things on the bedside table, turned around, took two steps, sat down by the bed, and said calmly: "Su Wanyu, your brother is here to save me, if something happens to him, I will naturally feel guilty , but this was not caused by me, and I will not accept your accusation."

She can feel guilty, but no one can kidnap her morally, because Su Yan's accident was not caused by her, and it is not her fault!

Rationally speaking, if she hadn't reminded Su Yan not to take the plane on the day of his business trip, he would have died that time.

"How dare you say it's not you!" Su Wanyu strode forward and grabbed Wen Qingyue's shoulder angrily, "Wen Qingyue, listen carefully, it's all because of you, because of you, Ah Han did it to save her. You were taken advantage of by others and almost died, that's why my brother ran around all night, and rushed to save you after his good friend's operation was successful, even if he didn't find you, it was because of you that the accident happened!"

Anger and jealousy devoured her rationality, leading her to become paranoid, blaming Wen Qingyue for everything she said.

"Wen Qingyue, you are the culprit!"

——This sentence carries enough weight, it is equivalent to directly putting the hat of "murderer" on Wen Qingyue's head.

Wen Qingyue's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the tense atmosphere that was disturbed by Ms. Zeng returned.

Fu Han suddenly shouted coldly: "That's enough! Su Wanyu, what you said is too much, and he hasn't been found yet, so you're so sure he's dead?"

"I..." Su Wan was at a loss for words, and after two seconds of silence, she let go of Wen Qingyue angrily.

She took a step back, her breath was short of breath because of her emotional agitation, she stared at Wen Qingyue gloomyly, and said word by word: "Ah Han, if something really happened to my brother, I don't believe you can not blame her at all."

After saying this, Su Wanyu walked away with red eyes.

The oppressive atmosphere didn't dissipate in the slightest, even because of her last words, Wen Qingyue's heart changed slightly.

After a while, Fu Han broke the oppressive silence and said, "Don't pay attention to what she says, she is just too anxious."

Wen Qingyue slowly turned her head to look at Fu Han.

Their gazes collided, and she looked into his black and white eyes, her lips moved, words came to her lips but she couldn't speak.

After all, she still cared about Su Wanyu's words and was afraid of Fu Han's attitude.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Han asked proactively, expecting her to speak.

Wen Qingyue lowered her eyes and said after a while, "I'm going to find Su Yan in person."

After saying that, she got up quickly, opened the closet, took out the clothes that Zhao Qiuxia helped her tidy up, and quickly changed into them.

Fu Han frowned, and said coldly: "No! Your injury is not healed."

With her back turned to him, Wen Qingyue quickly changed her clothes, raised her hands to tie her hair neatly, and said calmly: "This injury can't kill me, I don't want to owe others."

She hated the feeling of being forced to owe favors, and hated being blamed on the moral high ground.

Fu Han knew he couldn't stop her, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed coldly, clutching his stomach and ignoring the painful pain caused by the wound, "Then let's go together."