Hearing that she wanted to remit money, her aunt worried, "what? Are you really in conflict with the Rong family? "
Fu Zhiran denied, "nothing. The person who had been in charge of my mother's medical expenses resigned and quit. They asked me to pay it. I forgot."
Aunt this just feel at ease, don't feel at ease to Fu Zhiran hiss cold ask warm for a while, then hung up the phone.
The sanatorium my mother lived in was the best in the country. The daily medical and nursing expenses were calculated in thousands, and it was 30000 or 40000 yuan a month.
When Fu Zhiran transferred the money to his aunt, he looked at the balance behind the mobile phone consumption information and sighed.
Helpless and put down the phone, opened just closed the computer, point to open the document.
Fu Zhiran, you have no reason or qualification to be lazy.
Stay up late, hungry, Fu Zhiran put on a robe downstairs, the living room with lights on, enough lighting.
Fu Zhiran went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door.
Frown.
"Miss Fu, what are you looking for?"
"Sister Zhou, why don't you go to bed so late?"
"The heating is too dry. I'll get up and pour some water."
"Well, what about the instant noodles and yoghurt I bought?"
She bought 20 bags of instant noodles. Even if she was old enough to eat, she would not eat them these days. Besides, she could not eat the snacks she bought without permission.
She also bought many boxes of yogurt, and now there is no one.
Zhou said: "the instant noodles were thrown away by LAN Shao, and the yogurt was drunk by him."
Smell speech, Fu Zhi dye surprised, "he came?"
Mrs. Zhou frowned, "doesn't Miss Fu know that Lan Shao lives here?"
What?
Didn't he say he wouldn't come here?
The liar.
But he comes back to sleep every night. Why is there no movement?
She doesn't go to bed until eleven or twelve o'clock every day. How late did he come back?
Thinking about this question, Fu Zhiran casually asked, "does he come back very late every day?"
Voice did not fall, the door suddenly came a man familiar with the voice, "you look for me?"
Then, his tall figure appeared in the kitchen door.
Suit, leather shoes, a look is just come back from the outside, it seems to drink a lot of wine, across a short distance, Fu Zhiran can smell wine.
She Leng Leng, quickly shook her head to deny, "No."
Then she asked, "why did you throw away my instant noodles?"
"Refrigerators are not for garbage." LAN Jingyan throws Fu Zhiran a white eye and walks into the kitchen.
Maybe he really drank too much, his steps were a little bit faltering, and every step made people feel like falling down.
When he took a step, Fu Zhiran's hand trembled.
LAN Jingyan goes to Fu Zhiran and takes a bottle of ice water out of the refrigerator.
Then he closed the door of the refrigerator, leaned on his side, idly reclined, unscrewed the lid of the bottle, looked up and poured the cold water into his stomach.
Fu Zhiran originally wanted to continue to ask "what about yoghurt", thinking that he would not get a comfortable answer when he was so drunk, so he didn't go on asking.
She lowered her eyes and said, "Oh," with an imperceptible dissatisfaction in her tone.
If you want to drink yogurt, you can't buy it yourself.
Fu Zhiran murmurs in her heart and raises her foot to leave. LAN Jingyan suddenly stretches her long arm and blocks her way.
He looked at Fu Zhiran and said, "I have dinner with Rong Yue today."
Mention Rong Yue, his tone, full of disdain, "I and he drank as much wine, he was helped back."