Become a rival virtual lover

After leaving the hospital, Qin Yan returned to the company by car.

After going back and forth, the time was close to the end of get off work, Song Jingming was about to leave early, and the two met on the stairs. He had learned from Xin Man that Qin Yan had gone to the Fu family, and it was a bit unexpected to meet him suddenly.

"It's all over, why are you still here?" Song Jingming said casually, and then he followed Qin Yan upstairs with curiosity, "Did you go to Fu's to see Fu Yueting?"

"Ah."

Song Jingming looked at his expression: "Then, are you reconciled?"

Qin Yan asked back: "Do you have something to do?"

"Old Qin, you are very strange to me now, you were not like this before." Song Jingming curled his lips and muttered, "When I heard the news that Fu Yueting hadn't eaten for a day, I deliberately went there in person, but in the end I still haven't reconciled. ? These two things, no matter whether you went over on purpose or didn’t reconcile, you couldn’t do it before.”

Qin Yan said: "I went to Fu's because I have something to talk to him about."

Song Jingming asked, "What's the matter?"

Qin Yan said, "It's a private matter."

Song Jingming: "..."

He sighed, and finally asked tentatively, "Old Qin, what's going on with you and Fu Yueting? You don't seem like people who can quarrel, and weren't you fine before? He's still in the hospital. After taking care of you for so many days, why did it suddenly become like this, I really can't figure it out..."

Qin Yan said: "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it."

Song Jingming: "..."

If he can't, why is he so entangled?

But Qin Yan obviously didn't intend to have a deep chat, so he couldn't ask further questions.

Just as the elevator door opened, he turned and said, "Then you still have to work overtime at the company today?"

Qin Yan's footsteps paused slightly, and the light in his eyes gradually darkened.

When Song Jingming went out, he looked back and saw that he was still standing there, so he couldn't help saying, "Old Qin?"

"No." Qin Yan continued to move forward, with a flat tone, "Go back tonight."

Song Jingming asked again: "To the old house?"

Before Qin Yan could answer, he sighed again, "I really don't know what you are thinking. Instead of enjoying a good mansion, you want to go back to the place where you lived before to suffer. You don't even think about it. Now that the girl is not here, just Han Uncle lives there by himself, how lonely, why don't you go back and live?"

After he finished speaking, there was no reply for a long time.

It wasn't until he followed Qin Yan into the office that he heard a faint voice in front of him:

"Ah."

Song Jingming quickly raised his head and looked at Qin Yan's back with surprise.

It's amazing.

When did Qin Yan take back the decision he made?

Song Jingming raised his hand and touched his chin.

Is his eloquence so good now?

Qin Yan went back to the desk and sat down. Seeing Song Jingming's thoughtful look, he asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Song Jingming was also amazed by his own talent, and after hearing the words, he reacted for a while before saying, "No more."

There was no need for Qin Yan to speak this time, he left the office consciously.

After he left, Qin Yan finished processing the documents that he didn't have time to read in the afternoon, and also picked up his coat and turned to go downstairs.

-

in the hospital.

Seeing that the last bottle of drip was about to end, Zhang Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stayed by Fu Yueting's side in the freezing cold today, and now he almost lost half of his life, and finally ushered in the dawn of getting out of the sea of ​​suffering.

After the doctor finished the final examination, the two got up at the same time.

"Mr. Fu, you need to rest in bed these few days, so who do you plan to host tomorrow's meeting?" Zhang Fu asked on the way out after hearing the doctor's suggestion to let Fu Yueting try to rest as absolutely as possible during this time.

Fu Yueting said: "Who said I need bed rest."

"Doctor..." Facing Fu Yueting's cold gaze, Zhang Fu held his words in his throat, "It's nothing, I misheard..."

Fu Yueting ignored him and walked out of the ward.

It was already off-duty time, and when we arrived at the gate of the hospital, Zhang Fu did not follow Fu Yueting into the car, but watched the car drift away, and then took a taxi home.

Fu Yueting was sitting in the car, with his right hand resting on his injured left arm, and he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Back at the residence, he waved away the prepared dinner, turned around and went upstairs, and stood on the open-air balcony for a long time.

The butler brought up a cup of coffee and carefully placed it on the table beside him. Seeing that Fu Yueting had not moved, he couldn't help but follow his gaze.

Is it... the direction of Mr. Qin's house?

Since the boss came back from there last night, the atmosphere in the house has dropped below freezing point, even talking loudly has become a taboo, so even if he saw what Fu Yueting was looking at, the housekeeper didn't dare to ask aloud.

He only persuaded: "Sir, your injury is still not healed. After standing for so long, take a rest."

Fu Yueting glanced down at the bandaged left arm: "I'm fine."

The butler didn't know what the boss was looking at, and was hesitating whether to persuade him any more, when he saw a movement in the distance, he subconsciously said, "Is that Mr. Qin's car?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he just wanted to slap his mouth.

Looking at the situation last night, it might be that the boss had some conflicts with Mr. Qin, and now that he still brought the topic to Mr. Qin, he wondered if he was tired of living a crooked life.

But it's not too late to regret it.

The housekeeper saw that Fu Yueting looked straight and looked in the original direction, as if he had not drawn any bad consequences.

After that, there was no action for a long time.

When the car stopped, Qin Yan got out of the car, and then walked into the door——

Fu Yueting quietly and closely stared at the figure leaving the entrance hallway, and slowly tightened his hands on the guardrail.

Qin Yan did not move away.

He closed his eyes.

The pain in the body and the pain in the bottom of my heart seemed to be resolved in this instant.

A wavering hope seeped out of his chest.

Fu Yueting's tense side face faded a bit cold, he turned and left the balcony, and returned to the bedroom.

-

the next day.

ten o'clock in the morning.

"Boss Qin, should we start?" Song Jingming's voice had already spread into the office before seeing anyone.

After the words fell, Qin Yan looked up and saw his face: "Where are you going?"

Song Jingming said: "Go to the Fu family, isn't it an appointment?"

To Fu's?

Qin Yan frowned and looked at Xin Man behind him: "Why didn't you remind me earlier?"

"Ah?" Xin Man quickly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin."

Song Jingming helped her out: "This is the itinerary that has been scheduled long ago, Mr. Qin, did you forget?"

Only then did Qin Yan remember that Xin Man had indeed mentioned it to him before.

Song Jingming clicked his tongue in amazement: "Mr. Qin, you don't look like you recently." After speaking, he suddenly thought of something, "Could it be the sequelae of insomnia? I heard that too little sleep will cause memory loss and concentration loss. of……"

Hinman, who was dragged by him to talk about his insomnia symptoms, could only agree with him with a dry smile.

Qin Yan ignored Song Jingming's extra nonsense, got up and said, "Let's go."

Song Jingming walked to the elevator side by side with him, and after seeing that there was no one around, he said, "By the way, when you arrive at Fu's in a while, you won't quarrel with Fu Yueting again, right?"

Qin Yan said: "He went to the hospital with a wound opened yesterday, so he should not be in Fu's today."

Even if you are not hospitalized, you should go home and recuperate.

Song Jingming looked blank, "The injury isn't that serious, is it? He's here today."

Hearing this, Qin Yan turned to look at him.

Song Jingming suddenly felt uncomfortable: "What are you doing looking at me like that, it's not the class I asked him to go to."

Qin Yan didn't speak, just looked away and entered the elevator.

Song Jingming followed behind him, struggling to think about what he said wrong just now.

After thinking hard about Fu's, his mind was still blank.

After going upstairs, Qin Yan led everyone into the familiar meeting room, and shook hands with Fu Yueting first.

Song Jingming observed the expressions of the two, but he still didn't see any clues, so he secretly graded them.

I didn't bring my emotions to work.major.

When it was time to rest at noon, Song Jingming found that Fu Yueting's professional attitude was gone.

"Qin Yan." Fu Yueting stopped Qin Yan when the show was over, "Let's talk alone."

Qin Yan didn't stop: "What's the matter, let's talk about it at the meeting."

Fu Yueting pursed his lips and held Qin Yan's wrist: "There is only one sentence."

Song Jingming saw the tugging and tugging movements of the two, and didn't want to be a fish in the pond, so he quickly walked away.

People around him have the same idea as him.

In the blink of an eye, the conference room was completely empty.

The glass door also closes automatically.

Qin Yan didn't turn around: "Let go."

Fu Yueting's five fingers tightened slightly, but he still followed his advice.

"I can go to the ball," he looked at Qin Yan's side face, and said that sentence: "As long as you accompany me."