Chapter 653

"If I could sell it, I would have sold it when assistant Zhang came, instead of letting you come in person." The man picked up a cigarette box from the table, took out the only cigarette from it, and lit it, "you say so?"

Even if the windows are still closed, the room is full of smoke.

Fu Ting once again attached the handkerchief to the tip of his nose, "two hundred thousand."

"You can't increase the price. We have rules here. We can't just video people."

"Three hundred thousand."

Man's heart is itchy very, after a mental struggle, or hard to say: "no one and money can not go, my side is really no way."

Fu Ting didn't have time to go on with the man, "five hundred thousand."

"Five hundred thousand? This gentleman is really rich, just...... "

"Assistant Zhang, buy it here," Fu Ting turned to go outside and stopped at the door. "The condition is that the video in this computer must be complete."

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At noon, the corridor of the hospital inpatient department was quiet. Suddenly, a burst of women's laughter came out of a room, making the silent hospital immediately lively.

In the ward, Anqing is dancing with her mobile phone in her hand.

"Qingqing baby! You cheat! "

An Qing spits out his tongue and claps with Ning Wan. He doesn't seem to think so. "How did I cheat? If you win, you win. Don't deny it! "

Just now, Ning Xiuyu lost under the interference of Ning Wan. He was not convinced.

"The eldest son is still too young, ha ha..."

Ning Xiuyu put his mobile phone aside and held his small arm to complain: "the first time you tickle me, the second time you interfere with my mother, hum, adults should have grown-ups, you really make me feel ashamed."

Anqing said, "if you lose, you will lose. If you argue, you will lose."

"It's hard to raise a villain or a woman."

"What do you say?" Anqing jumps to Ning Xiuyu and gently tugs at her ear. "In the future, you will not find a girlfriend like this."

Ning Xiuyu despised a smile. "With my beauty, do I need character as support?"

Originally, Ning Wan was not in a good mood, but because Ning Xiuyu and an Qing, two living treasures, were there, the mood became better. I don't know if I should be happy or sad to hear that from Ning Xiuyu.

"I admit you have a good face, but if your character continues like this, it's really not pleasant."

Ning Tsiu Yu tilted his head and sipped his lips. There was a dimple between his two cheeks. It was really fascinating. "I am a little darling who can be salt and sweet. Do you really think my character is displeased?"

"God..." An Qing has already committed a flower mania. He can't help pinching Ning Xiuyu's cheek. "The eldest son is so cute, Ma Moda."

When Anqing's red lips were about to come together, Ning Xiuyu dodged lightly and walked toward the door, "Daddy is here?"

Fu Ting didn't know how long he was standing at the door. His face was stiff and cold. The cold air on his body made the temperature in the room drop several degrees at once. "You all go out."

"Dad, what's the matter?"

As unknown as Ning Xiuyu is Anqing, she says to Fu Ting, "what do you want to do?"

"Out, please!"

Ning Xiuyu looks at Ning Wan. In Ning Wan's eyes, he knows that he is holding an Qing's hand. "Qingqing baby, Xiuyu wants to drink milk tea. Go and buy it for me."

"Don't you like it?"

"A person who likes to eat snacks will refuse sweet milk tea?"

Between leaving the room, Anqing blinked at Ning Wan, "call me if you have something."

After the two left, Fu Ting ordered the people at the door to keep a strict watch and walked into the room again. As he approached the bedside step by step, Ning Wan's heart was suddenly raised. What did he look at himself for?

"I asked you for the last time, what were you doing that afternoon?"

Ning Wan frowned. "Which afternoon?"

"That afternoon when the old house caught fire." Fu Ting went to the window and opened it. He took out a cigarette.

The wind blows in from the outside. It brings cool wind and makes the whole room filled with light smoke.

I don't know if it's because of the smell of smoke or the cool air. Ning Wan sneezed several times in a row.

If it was before, Fu Ting decided not to, but now he is full of anger. It seems that only through smoking can he calm down his unhappiness.

Ning Wan rummaged through the drawer in front of the window and found a disposable mask to put on.

Fu Ting approached Ning Wan step by step. His sharp eyes were cold. "What are you doing?"

"I can't smell smoke!"

"Ha ha, if you can't smell the smoke, you won't do that."

For a moment, Ning Wan's heart almost stopped, and she almost immediately guessed what he was saying.

On the sheet, her hands trembled slightly, and her body moved towards Fu Ting's return direction, avoiding the smoke smell brought by Fu ting.The more she is like this, the closer Fu Ting gets, "why don't you talk?"

"You still doubt me!" Ning Wan's voice is very cold.

Fu Ting spits out a cigarette ring in front of her. Even though Ning Wan is wearing a mask, he still coughs violently.

"I always thought you were an open and aboveboard person. I didn't expect you to hide so deep."

Ning Wan could not accept that he would say that, and retorted, "what am I doing now can't eliminate the facts you have already identified?"

"If you didn't do it, you should have proof!"

The three words "distrust" are like words burned on the chest. They hurt so much that they can't breathe.

Fu Ting lowers his body again and looks at Ning Wan straight. In the eyes she dodges, he sees the emptiness of heart, "do you hate grandpa so much?"

Ning Wan is biting his lips and saying nothing.

"If you are on your own, I will stand by you, and you..." Fu Ting took a deep breath of smoke. "You really let me down."

"Have you finished?"

Fu Ting's cold and sharp eyes look over and are not satisfied with Ning Wan's response, "what do you say?"

"I mean, if Mr. Fu has finished, he can go out!"

This damned woman calls herself president Fu? Such a strange name made his heart ache.

After a few seconds, he threw his cigarette end on the ground and crushed it out.

The withered cigarette end and the ashen face make Ning Wan's heart be hit hard.

After staring at the ground for a long time, she raised her head slowly. "Is Fu still there?"

"What do you call me?" Fu Tingyin looks at Ning Wan. The anger in his eyes is obvious.

Ning Wan chuckled. The laughter was very sad, as if with a strong feeling of complaint.

"Because I don't believe you?" Fu Ting hooked his lips, the cold smile with a clear heart Fei cool, "so you want to call me that?"

"I remember that President Fu wanted to divorce me. In this case, it's not bad to let president Fu adapt to the title first." Ning Wan lowered her eyes and smiled, "is that Mr. Fu?"