Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

If his concern was at other times, Su Wanyu would be extremely happy, as sweet as drinking honey, but at this moment, Su Wanyu only had infinite bitterness in her heart, because she now knew that his concern was only regarding her as his younger sister.

Su Wanyu nodded bitterly, and asked, "Ah Han, seeing that my brother is seriously injured and unconscious, don't you have any complaints against her?"

Fu Han looked back at her, remained silent for a while, and said with a serious expression: "No, Su Yan's accident was an accident, no one expected it, you can't blame her for the accident, it's very unfair to her."

After getting the answer, Su Wanyu lowered her eyes, bitterness spread infinitely.

Are you stupid to ask even though you know the answer, Su Wanyu?

She remained silent, and Fu Han did not force her to let go of the complaints in her heart, her voice was cold, "Wanyu, you are an adult, I believe you have independent and mature thoughts and judgments on one matter."

Su Wanyu curled her lips mockingly, "No matter how sensible a person is, he will become irrational and immature when facing people he cares about. Why don't you understand, Ah Han?"

Fu Han frowned and didn't say anything, and he couldn't ask Su Wanyu not to complain about Wen Qingyue. In all fairness, if this happened to someone else, and Su Yan was hurting someone else, he might not be able to complain at all.

He wanted to say something, looked at Su Yan who was in a coma and finally said nothing, when the phone rang, he glanced at the incoming call, and said to her: "I'm leaving, he wakes up and calls me."

After finishing the sentence, he walked out, and at the same time picked up the phone.

Su Wanyu looked up at him as he disappeared through the door, bit her lip and murmured, "Why...why is she still alive?"

……

The taxi stopped at the entrance of Wen's villa. Wen Qingyue paid the fare with the mobile phone that Fu Han asked Ah Cheng to buy for her again, got off the car and walked home, and at the same time sent a message to Fu Han, telling him that she had arrived home.

At [-]:[-], her family members should still be at home at this time, right?

Wen Qingyue held the doorknob in her hand. After the fingerprint lock was recognized, it clicked open. She twisted the belt gently, opened the door and walked in.

"Mom, can you stop crying, you didn't go to see Yueyue yesterday, do you still want to ignore her today?"

"Shuangshuang is still locked up in the detention room. It's freezing there. It's winter again. I can't eat well or sleep well. Yueyue is in the hospital and Fu Han is taking care of her. Who do you think I should care about?"

Wen Qingyue stood at the entrance changing her slippers, calmly listening to the conversation between her eldest brother and her mother in the room, and was not too surprised by Zhao Qiuxia's words.

Her own mother had many reasons. Her own daughter was hospitalized by her adoptive daughter. She didn't complain at all. Instead, she worried that her adopted daughter would have a bad life in prison.

"Wen Cun, you are almost done. You didn't say it yesterday. She and Fu Han are very good, and they went out to play. Worrying about her is better than worrying about her family. After such a trouble, the company has already been affected, and Liu's suppressed again. I can't see it for a few days, the Wen family will go bankrupt, let's all drink the northwest wind!"

Wen Canghai joined the discussion, seeming very agitated.

Wen Qingyue curled her lips with a sneer, she kept teasing Fu Han for being a capitalist, but in fact her good father was the real capitalist, and he was always thinking about his company.

"Dad, don't worry, with me here, our family won't drink the northwest wind." Wen Qingyue walked into their field of vision calmly, with a calm tone and expression.

"How did you come back?!"

"How did you leave the hospital, Yueyue?"

"Yueyue you..."

Three voices sounded at the same time, with different emotions, surprised by her sudden arrival.

Wen Qingyue glanced at Wen Canghai and Zhao Qiuxia calmly, and finally landed on Wen Cun, and smiled at him, "Of course I have to go back to the hospital to deal with such a big incident at home."

"But your injury hasn't healed yet!" Wen Cun stood up anxiously, disapproving of her discharge from the hospital.

"My injury is not a problem, brother, don't worry." Wen Qingyue sat down beside her, untied the scarf, looked at her mother's weird expression, and said, "Mom and Dad, don't you seem very happy to see me back?" .”

Both of them were stunned at the same time, and changed their expressions in a panic, trying to force a smile and put on a happy look.

Wen Canghai changed his face for a long time, looking like a worried old father, and said: "Of course we are happy that you are fine, but the current situation at home is not something to be happy about. You sent Liu Nanchen to prison, but you are not happy. Offended the Liu family, his family has already started to suppress our family, and after a while, the company will go bankrupt."

Wen Qingyue's expression was indifferent, she didn't answer his words immediately, she swept into the kitchen, "I haven't had breakfast yet, is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, I'll ask Auntie to warm it up for you." Wen Cun immediately got up.

"Thank you, brother!" Wen Qingyue smiled warmly, and when Wen Cun entered the kitchen, she restrained her smile, looked up at Wen Canghai, and said, "Dad, you are worrying about nothing, with me and Fu Han here, the Liu family can't threaten our family." , the company cannot collapse.”

Wen Canghai waited for her words, rubbed his hands together, and said with a smile: "I forgot that you married a good husband. If you say this, Dad won't be afraid, but are you sure that Fu Han is willing to help us?" Home? I have a project that is under pressure right now, and it is about to fall into my hand, why don't you ask Fu Han to help our family."

"What project?" Wen Qingyue frowned at him, and did not look at Zhao Qiuxia the whole time, ignoring Zhao Qiuxia's concerned and anxious eyes.

Just as Wen Canghai was about to say something, Zhao Qiuxia hurriedly interjected, "Yueyue, the priority is not the project, it's, it's your sister..."

She paused suddenly, and was shocked by Wen Qingyue's eyes, and dared not continue.

Wen Qingyue's eyes were cold, and she said lightly: "Mom, I don't have a sister who wants my life."

A word choked their throats, making it difficult to breathe.

Zhao Qiuxia's face turned red from holding back, she clenched her hands in helplessness, her eyes were red and she couldn't help crying.

Seeing this, Wen Canghai scolded her displeasedly: "It's alright, it's alright, just say a few words and cry again, why are your eye sockets so shallow?!"

Zhao Qiuxia didn't make a sound when she was scolded, but the tears couldn't be held back, and big tears fell down.

"Yueyue, Shuangshuang did something wrong, and you should hate her." Wen Canghai rubbed his hands, watching her reaction nervously.

Originally, he didn't need to look at this daughter's face, but when Wen Qingyue said that she and Fu Han could help him solve the company's problems, all this changed, and the leading right fell into Wen Qingyue's hands, and he also had to take care of it. She felt it.

While talking, Wen Cun came out of the kitchen and brought a cup of warm water to Wen Qingyue.

Wen Qingyue took the water and smiled at him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wen Ziming coming down the stairs and walking towards them.

"Why are you back?" Wen Ziming walked around from behind her, sat down on the side-expressed sofa, looked at her pale face, and asked with a frown.

He intended to care about her, but the words changed as soon as he uttered them.