Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Dai Hongyi was silent for a moment, then finally spoke: "I want to say, if my father has acquiesced in our relationship, are you still willing to give us a chance to start over?"

This sentence immediately struck Zhou Weiwei's heart.

This was something she had been looking forward to for years but didn't dare to hope for. Now that she finally heard it, she didn't dare to believe it was true.

"Dai Hongyi, you can get drunk and crazy at any time, but after you go crazy, you will make me suffer unimaginable consequences. I beg you to spare me and stop pestering me. I have moved on. You And why did you stop where you were?"

Dai Hongyi had long thought that Zhou Weiwei would answer like this, but he was still a little disappointed.

Fortunately, Zhou Weiwei couldn't see his expression, so he could disguise himself with his tone: "Okay, I understand, I won't bother you again in the future."

Dai Hongyi walked resolutely this time. After saying that, he turned around and walked into the elevator. Zhou Weiwei leaned against the door, listening to the footsteps of Dai Hongyi leaving. She knew that Dai Hongyi would never leave again. Turned back.

This was what she had been looking forward to, but when it finally arrived, she was a little confused again.

The emotions she had been suppressing deep in her heart suddenly burst out at this moment. She opened the door and chased him out. She stepped out of the door with her right foot, but lifted her left foot, hesitated, and slowly put it back.

Dai Hongyi has not yet divorced, and now rushing to keep him at all costs is unfair to his wife and goes against her principles as a human being.

Besides, her mother came to humiliate her before, even to the point where she wanted to break off the relationship. Even if the surrogate father agreed, there was no guarantee that her own mother would agree.

Zhou Weiwei hesitated.

Back then, she held the idea that true love is the greatest thing in the world, and she fell in love with Dai Hongyi without considering any consequences.

But now she is too willful.

If she got together with him on impulse, she would probably fall into pain again and hurt many people.

She slowly retreated, closed the door and came to the balcony, where she saw Dai Hongyi walking slowly and disappearing from her sight.

She didn't want to take her eyes back until she was completely invisible.

She didn't know how long it took before she withdrew her gaze and forced herself to go back to the bedroom to sleep.

A patient from a VIP client will come to see her tomorrow, and she must be alert to treat it.

While Zhou Weiwei was tossing and turning and falling asleep, Fang Fei, who had been depressed for two days, mustered up her energy to adjust and modify the first draft.

After saving and closing the computer, he went to bed and saw Fu Jingchuan still leaning on the bedside playing with his mobile phone.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Fu Jingchuan looked up from the phone screen: "I'm used to two people. I can't sleep without you."

Fang Fei was a little helpless: "You are a big kid, you have to learn to sleep alone."

Fu Jingchuan smiled and opened his arms to hug Fang Fei: "Are you hungry? I'll cook you some midnight snacks?"

Fang Fei shook her head: "Eating before going to bed will increase the burden on the stomach and intestines, so just go to sleep."

Fu Jingchuan tilted his head and looked at her: "You used to eat whatever you wanted. When did you pay so much attention to health?"

Fang Fei rubbed his face: "Pay attention to your own health. This is the awareness that everyone should have."

Fu Jingchuan unceremoniously exposed her: "Then what do health professionals think about staying up late?"

"Of course the disadvantages outweigh the advantages," Fu Jingchuan was about to agree when Fang Fei added, "But the inspiration of us artists always comes from the quiet of the night, so we can ignore this disadvantage."

Fu Jingchuan raised his eyebrows: "As a family member of an artist, I have the honor to do it. Staying up late and harming your body cannot attack me."

The two of them turned off the lights and rested for a while. Fang Fei habitually pestered Fu Jingchuan's big tree like a sloth. Fu Jingchuan kissed her for a while, and then suddenly thought of the same thing and asked: "By the way, where are you from?" Who got the hospital surveillance from three years ago?"

Fang Fei did not hide anything about her encounter with Ding Wenqi and her daughter at the airport, how she asked Chen Pingjin for help, and how she disguised herself as a delivery boy.

Fu Jingchuan frowned after listening: "It's too dangerous, why don't you ask me for help?"

"Chen Pingjin also asked me to look for you, but I think you are already very busy managing two companies, so I don't want to trouble you. Besides, I am already very sorry for misunderstanding you back then. If you know, you will definitely investigate it yourself. Then I would feel even more guilty."

Fu Jingchuan felt a little relieved after hearing this.

Because he already had the answer from the text message Chen Pingjin sent to Fang Fei on Fang Fei's phone.

When Fang Fei returned to her, in addition to learning that he was ill, it also had something to do with the truth about her mother's death.

Whether it was out of sympathy for his illness or guilt for misunderstanding that her mother's death was caused by herself, at least there was no deception about getting close to her because of other men.

He hugged Fang Fei tighter in his arms, and said into her ear: "You are not allowed to charge into battle for this kind of thing in the future. You must tell me, do you hear me?"

Fang Fei was so itchy that she covered her ears: "I know, I know!"

After a while, when Fang Fei's itch subsided, Fu Jingchuan said again: "By the way, have you and Tang Yunan still contacted each other in the past few years?"