Failed to run with the ball with his best friend! The prince of Beijing circle went crazy

Outside the ward at night, there was a sound of messy footsteps.

After the noise, the doctor began to speak.

"Master Fu's health is very critical. He cannot stop eating. We have already given him nutrient solution. If he continues like this, even the strongest person won't be able to endure it."

"Also, I suggest you find a psychiatrist for Master Fu."

Fu Heng opened his eyes and looked at the needle on the back of his hand.

He was suddenly afraid to open his eyes.

Every time I wake up, a deep feeling of sadness wells up in my heart.

Every breath seemed to tug at my heart and it hurt so much.

He pressed his hand to his chest, then suddenly came to his senses, sat up, and pretended to pull out the needle...

Qian Xin jumped up and rushed over to stop him.

"Mr. Fu, even if you want to die for your wife, you have to consider Chairman Fu first, right?"

Grandpa Fu heard the noises coming from the ward and hurried into the room on crutches. "Heng, are you awake?"

There was no color on Fu Heng's lips. Seeing his grandfather trying to be as careful as possible, he stopped pulling out the needle.

"Assistant Qian, that bastard Hongda is back. Go and check in with him on the work. He's currently taking over the Fu Group."

Grandpa Fu turned his gaze back and said, "Heng, you should take a break for now. Rest well and take care of your body."

Qian Xin was not very happy when he heard the news that Mr. Fu had returned.

That Mr. Fu is arrogant and incompetent.

Before Fu Heng's hands, the Fu family was in a mess under Fu Hongda's management. Although the Fu family looked powerful on the outside, it had already become rotten on the inside.

After Fu Heng took over, he used thundering means to remove the termites in the Fu family, which led to the glorious Fu family today.

Now that the Fu Group has returned to Fu Hongda's hands, Qian Xin is considering whether he can resign as well?

He could only agree and walk away.

The ward door closed, and Grandpa Fu patted Fu Heng's hand, "Heng, you are sad, and I am sad too."

"You can't blame anyone for this. You're the only one to blame. Do you understand?" Grandpa Fu said.

The man looked up and looked directly at the old man.

His eyes were red.

Grandpa Fu felt his heart ache when he saw his broken face.

This look reminded him of seven-year-old Fu Heng.

He watched with his own eyes as his mother committed suicide by jumping off a cliff, and at that time she was looking at him with those same red eyes.

But there are some things Grandpa Fu still has to say: "Have you ever thought about why you can't keep Xingtong, you can't keep her body, you can't keep her heart, and now you can't even keep her bones, and her soul doesn't want to be kept by you."

Fu Heng: "...Grandpa, what do you want to say?"

"I'm the only one who can see your infatuation. Ask yourself, have you ever expressed even the slightest bit of passionate affection to Xingtong?"

"She doesn't even think you have feelings for her, so why would she stay?"

Seeing Fu Heng opening his mouth as if to say something, Grandpa Fu interrupted him first.

"Don't rush to quibble. They say a strong woman is afraid of a clinging man. If you were half as thick-skinned and clingy as Yu, you wouldn't have ended up getting a divorce."

Fu Heng suddenly shut up.

"Of course, Grandpa doesn't want to be so bashful. The person is dead now, so there's no point in saying all this. You should take care of yourself."

Grandpa Fu got up and left.

Fu Heng lowered his eyes.

The scalding liquid dripped onto the back of my hand.

Grandpa is right.

It was he who couldn't keep the people, he was the culprit.

He is destined to be a poor guy who is unloved in this life.

She deserves to be despised by Shen Xingtong and ruthlessly abandoned by her.

She refused to even give him a thought, how afraid was she of getting involved with him?

The man suddenly laughed, laughing and crying, in an almost insane state.

When Fu Yu entered the ward, he saw Fu Heng like this. He was holding a bottle of wine in his hand. Seeing Fu Heng's collapsed look, he sighed softly.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced the news of Xu Qingyue’s death last time, so Fu Yu was not so devastated this time.

He entered the ward and asked, "Hey, want a drink?"

Fu Heng didn't want to pay attention to him, so he lay down with his back to him.

Fu Yu snorted softly and poked his shoulder blade with his finger: "You're so skinny, have a drink. If you die from drinking, I'll bury you and my sister-in-law together to comfort you for missing your wife."

The man who had his back to him suddenly stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "Pour the wine."

Fu Yu nodded and pried open the bottle cap for him.

He pursed his lips and said, "My Yueyue used to dislike the smell of alcohol on me. Now that Yueyue is gone, no matter how much I drink, she won't cover her nose and say I smell like alcohol..."

……

Su Lanxin had just gotten off the plane and heard that Fu Yu was in the hospital accompanying Fu Heng. She excitedly went into the ward.

She was stunned when she saw two drunk men.

Now the sky outside is already turning pale.

Su Lan felt as if her heart was covered with a layer of dust.

She hadn't seen her son for a long time and suddenly felt as if she had been separated from him for a lifetime.

She walked to Fu Yu and pushed him, "Ayu."

Fu Yu rubbed his head and stood up, "Mom? Why are you back?"

"Such a big thing happened, and none of you informed me." Su Lanxin pursed her lips, "You still have the nerve to call me mom? Do you still consider me your mom?"

"Mom, you're having fun abroad. I'm only adding to your troubles by saying this." As Fu Yu said this, he glanced at the man on the hospital bed, stood up, and pulled Su Lanxin out.

"Brother just fell asleep, let's go out and talk."

"What are you talking about!" Su Lanxin was so angry that she cried. She left the ward and shook off Fu Yu's hand. "Qingyue was such a good girl, and she's gone just like that."

Fu Yu pursed his lips slightly.

"It's all your fault. Tell me, what good thing have you done?"

Fu Yu lowered his head and admitted his fault. "It's my fault. It's my problem. I've closed my company now as an apology."

"Closed?" Su Lanxin was stunned with tears on her cheeks.

"Yeah." Fu Yu smiled self-deprecatingly.

He started his business for Xu Qingyue, and he worked hard for him and Xu Qingyue's small family.

now……

This little family is gone.

It's not fun to drive.

"You...what do you want to do?" Su Lan's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't recovered from the news of Xu Qingyue's death yet. She grabbed Fu Yu's sleeve and said, "Ayu, I know you're sad, but you can't do anything stupid!"

"I won't do anything stupid." Fu Yu gave Su Lanxin a comforting smile, "Don't worry, I won't get upset."

"Ayu..."

"I know my limits, Mom, don't worry." Fu Yu was about to move forward. Su Lanxin felt that her son was about to do something stupid, so she grabbed his sleeve.

Because of the force, Su Lanxin pulled up the sleeve, revealing Fu Yu's arm covered with knife scars.

"What... is this?" Su Lanxin exclaimed.

A name was carved on his arm with a knife.

Yueyue.

Fu Yu put down his sleeves calmly and said, "Mom, you are seeing things."

"You little bastard, you're hurting yourself again!" He pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but ended up hurting himself. Did he want to piss her off to death?

Fu Yu's voice was very calm: "It doesn't count as self-harm. This way, Yueyue will be by my side every day."

Su Lanxin looked at him in horror.

Is her son crazy? He's crazy!