Chapter 48

The swing frame is very high, and the two ropes hanging from the top of the frame seem to be specially made, which is different from the wooden frame and hemp rope that Fu Xiaoqian has seen before. It's more flexible than a wooden frame and stronger than a hemp rope.

The safety factor is very high, but she didn't want to swing today. She just sat on the pedal, and then with the inertia, she brushed the grass on the ground by the sole of her shoes.

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Zhuo Ran's short message is obvious.

"Qianqian, I miss you. I'm at the door. Let's meet. "

when Fu Xiaoqian turns her head, that man is like a nobleman. Even if she just eats a bowl of simple noodles, it can also remind people of the word Jingui.

She didn't say a word and planned to go back the same way.

"Where to?" Before she took the first step, a male voice came from behind.

"Meet someone." Fu Xiaoqian's steps stopped for a moment, turned around and answered truthfully.

The man picked up the white napkin cloth and slowly wiped his mouth. A pair of amber eyes tightly fixed on her. His voice was clear and lazy, "don't go. The first time to update "

Fu Xiaoqian's head explodes with anger. She looks like a cat with fried hair, grinning her teeth," I want to go, this is my freedom of life. "

"Freedom?" His thin lips hook hook, smile did not reach the fundus, a pair of eyes appear more yin cold, "don't forget you are a married woman."

"It was forced." Fu Xiaoqian's words are very slow. She seems to be suppressing too many emotions.

"Forced? Do you have a knife rest around your neck or a document signed by your hand? " Liao folded the white napkin cloth and put it flat beside the porcelain bowl. Every movement is done in great detail.

He controlled his mood very well, and Wu Ma, who was nearby, didn't notice his abnormality.

"Why should those who gave up freedom at that time talk about freedom with me now?" Ice eyes in the cold is very thick, he shallow eyes in the fire more and more thick, the complexion is gloomy, beautiful wild face, cold as ice. Update for the first time

"even as your wife, you have the right to see anyone and do anything. You have no right to control me." Fu Xiaoqian went back to the fact he mentioned.

Yes, she can't talk about freedom with him. It was her impulse that made her not free today. However, as a wife, she can still take advantage of it.

"Wife's rights." He repeated her words for a long time, he nodded, magnetic voice with a low voice, "and I'm just exercising my right as a husband."

The phone sounds again.

Fu Xiaoqian takes a deep look at Liao Zhenbo and opens her mouth. After all, she doesn't speak. She turns around and trots back along the original road.

Leave the man alone, stay in the same place, a cold face, more and more cold. Clench your fists with your fingers in your palms.

"Wu Ma, I'm afraid she can't afford it." As if he had been drained of his soul, his voice echoed with emptiness, and his heart hovered with the news that leson brought back today.

When Fu Xiaoqian ran to the door, zhuoran had been waiting for a long time. She didn't drive. She was dressed in white, and her tall and straight body was gathered in the shade of the tree. Sweat is a little wet clothes, very sunny but also very lonely.

"It's so hot. Why didn't you drive?"

"You suffer in it, but I can't help it. I think it's better that way." There is sweat running from the corner of the mouth.

"Fool." Mouth said so, but the heart is like pouring honey, sweet. Plain hand light lift, for his hook to sweat.

"I'm going on a business trip because there's something wrong with my uncle's company." Zhuo ran reached out and grasped Fu Xiaoqian's hand to wipe sweat, holding the palm of the hand and gently kneading, "I can leave you alone in G city."

Fu Xiaoqian looked at Zhuo ran, soft voice mixed with choking, "I'm fine, thank you, ran."

Zhuo ran emptied his hands and touched Fu Xiaoqian's frozen red lips with his index finger. "Don't say thank you to me. In this way, I will feel heartache and we will be very strange." He paused again. "He didn't bully you, did he?"

"No, he can't move now."

"Can't move?" Zhuo ran picked an eyebrow.

"Well."

"How long will it take to recover?"

"According to the situation, it should be less than half a month."

"Well, remember to take care of yourself. When I come back, taste the cake you made for me. "

After meeting Zhuo ran that day and talking about half of the free topics, Fu Xiaoqian has not seen Liao Zhenbo for three days.

These three days, Fu Xiaoqian is quiet and free. She likes to put herself in this fairyland that Liao Zhenbo has accumulated with his money. It is full of trees and sunshine, just like an old manor in the 18th century.

It's old, but it's brand new everywhere, just like the high wall, just like the hundred watts. But this artistic conception is so pure that her heart can't produce thoughts.

She sat on the swing, swinging gently, with some papers from leson piled on her legs.It turns out that Liao Zhenbo is involved in more industries than she imagined, such as jewelry, shopping malls, real estate and technology And so on.

She can't imagine how long a person's hands, brain capacity, mind and team must be, in order to integrate so many complex industries, and then link them up, develop and grow up.

She seemed to understand Liao Zhenbo's violence that morning.

Fu Xiaoqian opened the top folder. This is a bidding plan for the government to build a large shopping mall in the suburb of G city. It clearly indicates the base price of the bidding, the type of shopping mall and the facilities to be built.

A string of huge numbers, a professional term, in front of Fu Xiaoqian constantly jump, overlap, fuzzy, but not a word really reached her heart.

She was a little crazy and slammed the folder shut. She can't absorb and digest these things with strong thinking ability and sense of space. These things don't seem to be suitable for her. At this time, she thought of Zhuo ran and Mu Huan.

Thought of Zhuo ran, and then she thought of the cake, which she promised to customize for him.

Yes, she likes such quiet and trivial things.

Only when she is in it, her heart will be calm, her true self will be found, and her small sense of achievement will be realized.

In midsummer, birds and cicadas sing. It seems that even the swaying light beam has become more and more gentle. Through Morita's mischievous way, it falls on her.

The frustration that had been repressed in her heart was swept away, as if the whole person had been relieved a lot. Holding the folder in front of her chest, she seems to have returned to the campus, the age of simplicity. At the foot of the pace is also light up, and later actually jumped up, jumped up.

I didn't notice it. On the second floor, there was a window. The window was closed, but the curtain was shaking.

Liao Zhenbo, who has been locked in his room for three days, can walk slowly on his own. The hospital he smashed out with money really reached his expected level and solved the problem he gave. The first time to update

in three days, he isolated himself from her, because his uncontrollable anger hurt her, afraid that her heart would be far away from him. Every day, he could only lean against the window and stare at her silently like a peeper.

Sure enough, she seemed to be happier without his approach.

Looking at the light footstep, a pair of dark brown eyes, ice is slowly melting, but also can not completely cover up the strong bitter. The hand holding the curtain became tighter and tighter. Finally, there was a crash. The curtain in his hand, like a butterfly with broken wings, vibrated in a turbulent arc, and slowly stopped with inertia.

No, the word "give up" will not appear in his life dictionary. Even if he gives everything, he will win the game which is related to the romance.

As the saying goes, men fall because of women and money, so he is willing to let himself fall more thoroughly.

Fu Xiaoqian pushed open the kitchen door and saw Wu mazheng alone around the medicine stove, fanning the fan. From time to time, she had to open the decocting pot to have a look.

The kitchen is full of modern and luxury, with all kinds of kitchenware and cookers. However, the old man insisted on using the most primitive method of decocting medicine for Liao Zhenbo.

Once Fu Xiaoqian asked, "Wu Ma, why don't you use gas or electric stove? Isn't that more convenient? "

Wu Ma said, "it's not convenient, it's fast. Decocting medicine is to rely on patience, care, heart, love, heart to cook slowly, in order to achieve its due effect

This uneducated old man said five words with heart in one breath. It can be seen that she attached great importance to this matter and her attitude when decocting medicine.

"Do you need anything, madam?" The old man's hand gave a pause in the air, and his voice was soft and gentle. Fu Xiaoqian intends to avoid the old man's tenderness, at least in her relationship with Liao Zhenbo, she is guilty of Wu Ma.

"I don't know." She hesitated, and finally said, "I want to use the kitchen."

"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat, madam? I'll ask the chef to prepare it for you Wu Ma put down her palm fan and pretended to call the cook.

"No Fu Xiaoqian eagerly called the old man, "I want to use the kitchen to make a cake myself."

"Oh, oh, oh." There was a smile on the old man's face, and his eyes were squeezed smaller, but the light came out from the tiny gap.

Fu Xiaoqian realized that the old man seemed to have misunderstood her, "Wu Ma, I..."

"Just a moment, ma'am. I'll get the materials for you right away." Maybe she was too emotional, maybe she deliberately ignored it. Wu Ma didn't let Fu Xiaoqian finish her speech, so she stopped her on the way.

Fu Xiaoqian has no intention of deceiving the old man's feelings, but she doesn't want to pour a basin of cold water just like this. She stood at the door frame, holding her fingers together, looking at the busy figure of the old man.

"Madam, do you have enough materials?" In a short time, there are more than ten kinds of materials on the glass platform, with a full range of materials.Fu Xiaoqian back to God, came forward politely one by one look, "enough." His face was calm and his voice was light. A lot of words are rolling in the undulating chest, as if there is a nucleus stuck in the throat. It's too painful to swallow and it's too difficult to spit out.

"Good, good." The old man's words are simple, but every word is full of emotion.

The steam from the medicine jar pounded the lid and made a clanging sound, just like Wu Ma's mood at the moment, excited and happy.

"Madam, please do it first. I'll go up and deliver the medicine to the young master before I come down to help you." The old man said with gauze across the black medicine juice.

"Well." Fu Xiaoqian, with her back to the old man, distracted herself with the egg beater. The white foam was gathering more and more in front of her, as if the mist misted her eyes. The flour swayed in the sieve and all the flour was spilled out of the basin. She poured some flour into the sieve again. Her vision was too blurred and she failed again.

I don't know what happened to her. She always has extraordinary feelings for old people.

"What is she doing?" Liao Zhenbo raises his head, pours down a bowl of medicinal juice and hands the empty bowl to Wu Ma. It seems that he asks unintentionally.

"Ma'am." Wu Ma pretended to be mysterious. "She's making cakes downstairs."

"Cake?" Because of this word, he looked a little surprised, raised his head and locked Wu's eyes, as if to determine the truth of the matter. For a long time, a smile hung in the corner of the cold lips. Brush, he stood up from the sofa, dusted the morning coat without wrinkles, wanted to do something, and sat down again, "well, I see."

The low voice gave a colder chill.

When Wu Ma came down to the kitchen door with her plate, she saw Fu Xiaoqian pouring a basin of batter into the garbage can, "madam." It's too late for Wu Ma to stop it.

"Suddenly there was no interest." Fu Xiaoqian turns around and goes over Wu Ma, leaving a messy room.