Chapter 71

Fu Yunting didn't expect such a situation. Suddenly, the sword eyebrow was slightly twisted, and the anger of the whole body flashed away, and then returned to normal.

He squatted down slowly, holding her slender legs and ankles in his hands, and examined them carefully.

The next second, he got up, gave a horizontal hug and directly picked up Xia Ling.

Xia Ling was stunned. His men consciously circled the man's neck, shook his legs and said, "Hey, put me down quickly."

"Don't move, move again. I don't mind throwing you down."

The man's voice was still cold. Xia Ling pursed her lips, angrily stared at a grumpy man and stopped talking.

Downstairs, Zhang Ma patted her heart and let out a long breath.

It was the first time she had seen her young master get so angry.

If you get angry, you convince him to care.

It seems that the young lady's weight in the young master's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

With a smile, mother Zhang turned to the room and reported to the old lady.

Upstairs in the guest room, Fu Yunting carefully put the person on the sofa and squatted in front of her and looked at her.

"So you called Jiang Lingyun the first time you had an accident?"

In her heart, is Jiang Lingyun her most trustworthy person?

"Well, I wanted to call 110, but I was afraid that time was too tight, so I called Ling Ge."

Xia Ling rubbed his aching wrist and still looked angry.

Brother Ling again!

I really want to get angry!

Fu Yunting managed to control his anger, softened his voice and said, "why don't you call my... Brother?"

She is his wife. Even in name, he doesn't allow her to think of other men at the first time.

"I don't have your brother's phone number."

Besides, even if she calls her husband, will the Fu family send someone to save her?

She has no bottom in her heart.

Fu Yunting was a little upset. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't saved her phone number for so long.

"Give me your cell phone."

Xia Ling was stunned and took out his mobile phone from his bag.

Fu Yunting lost a series of numbers, went in and dialed directly. When he heard his phone ring, he pressed to cut off the phone.

"This is my phone number. Please call me as soon as you have something to do in the future. I don't want our Fu family to rely on outsiders to help when they are in danger."

She's his wife. Where can I get another man to act as a flower escort.

Especially Jiang Lingyun!

What an overbearing man.

Xia Ling took the mobile phone and turned her eyes in her heart.

"Do you see what that man looks like?" Fu Yunting asked in a deep voice.

"See clearly."

"Draw his face later."

"OK."

Xia Ling answered and knew that Fu Yunting was going to help her find the man.

Fu Yunting was very satisfied with Xia Ling's cleverness, but his sword eyebrows tightened when he glanced at the appropriately cut dress she was wearing.

"You didn't wear this suit. Where did you get it?"

Jiang Lingyun saved her last night and took care of her in the hospital all night.

So, this suit is also prepared by Jiang Lingyun for her?

Why are you so upset?

"Brother Ling prepared it for me."

Xia Ling pursed her lips, and a soft light flashed in her slightly drooping eyes.

Sure enough, it was prepared by Jiang Lingyun!

Fu Yunting molars, "change it! You're the Fu family. Can't the Fu family afford to buy you clothes?"

"Your brother gave me a card."

Xia Ling pretended not to understand the meaning of his words, blinked his apricot eyes and said, "however, the money should be spent on the blade. It's OK to wear enough clothes. Don't prepare too much."

Don't you just think this dress is from Jiang Lingyun and she is not allowed to wear it?

Why did she listen to him?

"You..."

Fu Yunting felt a little itchy. "Xia Ling, you are the young lady of the Fu family. Going out represents the Fu family. What clothes do you usually wear? Do you want to wear shabby clothes on purpose to disgrace the Fu family?"

Does this woman need to be so thrifty?

If it wasn't for saving money, why did you get into a black car and almost get

At the thought of this layer, a sharp flash flashed in Fu Yunting's black eyes.