Zhou Qingyang just walked to the corridor. It happened that Hu Lihui came with supper. As soon as she got off the bus, she saw Zhou Qingyang standing by the car. Wang Cheng was carrying a suitcase and putting it back in the trunk.
"Mingchen! You are so badly injured that you don't lie in bed. What are you doing down? And where are you going?"
Zhou Qingyang didn't answer. Hu Lihui asked Wang Cheng again.
"Where are you going?"
Wang Cheng glanced at Zhou Qingyang and saw that although he didn't speak, he didn't say anything, so he rushed to Hu Lihui and said, "go to the airport."
"Airport? What are you doing at the airport so late and where are you flying?"
Hu Lihui's face was a little white. She went to catch Zhou Qingyang in a hurry.
Zhou Qingyang looked at her, "Mom, I'm leaving. You're doing it yourself."
He finished and motioned Wang Cheng to open the door.
"Mingchen! Where are you going? Mom just got you back. Where are you going? How can you do this to mom!"
"You get down! Mom won't let you go! Get down!"
Zhou Qingyang had firmly sat in the car. Hu Lihui looked ugly and pulled him in panic, but she didn't let go.
"Mom, I can calm down at home after I leave. You have got Mrs. Fu's position now. What else is there to fight for."
Zhou Qingyang said and shook his hand heavily.
Hu Lihui was thrown out, her high heels twisted and sat on the ground. She screamed with exaggeration.
But the cry failed to soften Zhou Qingyang's heart. The door slammed shut and slowly opened out from Hu Lihui and drove into the night.
Hu Lihui sat on the cold ground, and the food in the incubator beside her also spilled out.
She looked at the far away car and tears of hatred flowed.
Half an hour later, Bai Jingxin hurried to the Fu family mansion.
She is Hu Lihui's guest of honor these days. She is often called over to talk with Hu Lihui. Under the introduction of Hu Lihui, Bai Jingxin also met many wealthy wives.
Seeing Bai Jingxin coming, the maid welcomed her in.
"My wife is waiting for Miss Bai in the living room."
Bai Jingxin had just been hit by Fu Yichen. When she returned to her villa to take a bath and change clothes, she received a call from Hu Lihui.
She hurried over and thought a lot of ideas along the way.
She hurried into the living room, came to the sofa and said with a smile, "aunt, is it... Ah!"
Who knows she didn't finish her words, Hu Lihui sitting on the sofa suddenly took up the water cup in front of her and poured all the steaming water on Bai Jingxin's face.
Hot and embarrassed, the hot water fell from Bai Jingxin's face, and Bai Jingxin's face turned red in an instant.
Some hot water seemed to splash into my eyes.
Bai Jingxin covered her face in pain and kept screaming with her eyes closed.
In the living room, the servants were stunned and dared not breathe.
"Shut up! Howling!"
Hu Lihui stood up, grabbed Bai Jingxin's hair and tore it hard.
"Aunt, what's the matter with you?"
"Auntie, you loosen me! Ah! It hurts!"
Bai Jingxin cried, retreated painfully, opened her tearful eyes and looked at Hu Lihui incomprehensibly.
Hu Lihui raised her hand and slapped Bai Jingxin in the face.
"It's all you! It's all your bad ideas! Now my son is gone! He's gone. He doesn't even recognize me!"
Hu Lihui had no place to vent her anger, so she sent all her depression, irritability and pain to Bai Jingxin.
"If it weren't for you, Mingchen still lives at home. He might have been close to me!"
Hu Lihui said and beat. Bai Jingxin was beaten and retreated step by step, with pain on her face and body.
"What kind of psychologist are you? You don't know nonsense! Bitch!"
"Aunt, listen to me... Ah!" Bai Jingxin tried to explain, but Hu Lihui didn't give her a chance.
She pulled Bai Jingxin's hair and slapped her in the face.
Bai Jingxin fell and sat on the ground, covering her face. A few strands of hair fell on the ground.
"Drive her out! Don't let her in again!"
"Yes, madam."
The two maids came forward and pulled up Bai Jingxin. Bai Jingxin shouted reluctantly and angrily.
"Aunt! Mrs. Fu!"
Her voice grew farther and farther away and was thrown out.
In the living room, Hu Lihui vented her anger, but she was still unhappy. She thought of her son, who she had managed to find, but now she left again. She wished she could break Su Mi into pieces.
Su MI is already asleep at this time. She has been working very hard for half a year. She doesn't sleep enough every day. She always uses all her time to supplement her sleep.
I have to get up and go to the TV station at more than four o'clock tomorrow morning. There is another program to be recorded.
Who knows, as soon as she fell asleep, a mobile phone rang.
Su MI has a splitting headache. She pulls off her eye patch, takes her mobile phone, presses it carelessly and puts it in her ear.
"Sister Jing... What's up..."
Su Mi thought she would call her so late. It must be Zhang Jingyin. Maybe something unexpected happened again.
Who knows, a man's low magnetic voice sounded in his ear.
"Su MI, do you know the taste of regret? It's so uncomfortable..."
The man's voice is low and deep. When calling her name, it seems to contain thousands of feelings.
Su Mi woke up, "fu... Fu Chen?"
This voice, some familiar, is clearly the investor who has just been separated for a long time!
"Fu Chen? Ah... Yes, I'm Fu Chen, it's Fu Chen."
The man seemed to have drunk some wine and his tone was a little sarcastic.
"Mr. Fu, what regret do you say? Is nothing wrong with you?"
Su MI is a little upset, but this is the uncle who needs to be coaxed. She can only ask patiently.
Over there, Fu Yichen sat on the ground on the outcrop of the study, with two wine bottles at his feet.
Hearing Su Mi's question, he became more conscious.
"Oh, I'm fine... I just read the script and want to discuss some plot with Miss Su."
It can't be said that psychologists say that Su Mi's situation is best not to be stimulated. He can't be the one who stimulates her.
In the past, Fu Yichen could forcibly awaken Su MI by hypnosis, but now he can't be cruel.
Love is deep-rooted and deep-rooted.
Overbearing let him compromise, let him keep soft hearted and helpless to her.
"Discuss the script?"
Sumi was a little unbelievable. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the watch hanging on the wall.
One thirty in the morning.
Is this uncle too dedicated to discuss the script with her in the middle of the night?
"It's the emperor in the harem. Obviously, he and the queen love each other, but in the end, they fell in love and killed each other. Do you think he regretted himself when he was dying?"
Su MI, "..."
How does she know! She just wants to sleep now. How about sleeping! Ah ah! It's going crazy.