Chapter 65

On a road outside the school, there was a black car parked. After Qi Lingyang got on the car, the car started.

Zhuo Yi shook his head holding the steering wheel and said, "when your friend is really unlucky and comes around most of the city to pick you up, do you know how happy it is to sleep in bed for an hour this winter?"

Qi Lingyang squinted and leaned against the pillow behind him. He said lazily, "it's good to get up early."

Zhuo Yi sneered, looked at Qi Lingyang in the mirror, and said, "you are really OK. You are afraid that people are not in good health just after they leave the hospital, and they are afraid that they won't get on your car, so you specially run to accompany people to take the subway. I said, "are you making it too obvious?"

"Are you... Really here?"

Qi Lingyang looked at the suburban scenery across the window. There was no expression on his face. He said, "you think too much. I just hope she doesn't suffer too much. After all... "

He smiled lightly and said, "even make compensation to her in advance."

Zhuo Yi shook his head and sighed. Qi Lingyang turned back and asked him, "by the way, you robbed Luo Shu. What's going on over there?"

"The latest news is that they may sign Lu Weiqi."

When Zhuo Yi finished, his eyebrows moved slightly and looked at Qi Lingyang: "but now it's stuck in Fu Hanchuan. Do you think he has an unforgettable old relationship, or does he break up his friendship and refuse to involve him? "

Qi Lingyang slightly hooked his lips and smiled without saying anything.

"I said you were a black hand. Fu Hanchuan drove into you and you robbed him of the person he wanted to sign. You two..." Zhuo Yi touched his nose and thought about the appropriate words. After thinking about it, he had to say, "you two may be enemies in previous lives."

Qi Lingyang flashed a cold light in his eyes and said with a sneer: "why, I don't show up at ordinary times, just think I'm a vegetarian?"

He does charity, but that doesn't mean he's a philanthropist. It doesn't matter.

The second childe of the Qi family has no real power. Shrouded in the shadow of his eldest brother Qi lingcong, he can only idle all day and be an idle childe?

Qi Lingyang slowly rubbed his two fingers, and there was a cold meaning in the bottom of his eyes that no one had ever seen before.

Fu Hanchuan hit him. How could this be over.

……

Fu Hanchuan really took Su Xiang to the hospital to accompany the soothing traditional Chinese medicine. Su Xiang looked at another big bag of medicine and suffered a little face.

She didn't like to drink medicine at all. The medicine she prescribed last time was not easy to drink. After that, she never dared to go to the hospital for a second course of treatment.

She thinks she has taken a lot of medicine these days. It's all in a pot.

Fu Hanchuan took the medicine from the pharmacy and turned around to see the little woman walking slowly behind him with a depressed face.

The corner of his lips slightly hooked. He said, "by the way, I remember that the medicine you drank last time seems to have been finished. Do you want to mix some more?"

Su Xiang shook her head when she heard the speech. If she matched it, she would drink twice as much and drink the medicine as water every day.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her frightened little face and flashed some evil interests in his eyes. He said solemnly, "I think you should be hospitalized with a cold at will. It's better to match some more."

With that, he was about to go back. Su Xiang quickly took a few steps and dragged his arm.

——It's medicine. I think diet is better.

After the competition, she took the bag he was carrying and hurried to the car.

Fu Hanchuan watched her trot all the way and ran very fast.

When he was about to go forward, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. Fu Hanchuan saw that it was Qiao Shen's phone and answered it.

"What's up?"

Qiao Shen at the other end looked through the glass window at the people sitting in the reception room and said, "Mr. Fu, Miss Lu is coming."

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly: "I see."

Su Xiang stood by the car, waiting for Fu Hanchuan to come and unlock the lock, but he saw Fu Hanchuan coming with a serious face and said, "the company has something to do. I'll go back. Take another ride."

Su Xiang nodded, walked aside a few steps to get out of the way, watched Fu Hanchuan get on the bus and close the door, then started the car and left.

This change, I felt that for a minute, it was still a good weather with clouds, and suddenly it became a cloudy day.

Didn't he go to the company because he was fine today?

The car had disappeared. The wind on the main road was chilly. Su Xiang trembled and didn't dare to stay any longer. He reached out to stop a taxi and sat on it.

She entered the address of Guhua Road on her mobile phone, thought about it, eliminated the word, and took out a business card from her bag to the driver.

That's the address of the garage Fu Hanchuan gave her. Her car hasn't been brought back yet. She just went to get it back.

The garage is a little away from here. Su Xiang is trying to sleep for a while. The display screen of his mobile phone lights up and the prompt sound rings twice.

Du Ruohan sent her a message.

Zhu Han: are you free? It's a little boring. Can you chat with me for a while?

When they were in the hospital, they added friends to each other, but that night, Du Ruohan transferred to the hospital and left. He said that the hospital here was inconvenient. He transferred to the hospital near home to raise the fetus, and specially sent a message to her.

Crisp sugar is not fragrant: are you still in hospital?

Su Xiang knew that being hospitalized was boring. He opened his eyes every day and saw nothing. No one spoke, so he stayed alone all day.

If you want to raise a fetus, you might as well go home and keep it, as long as you don't get out of bed and walk around.

Zhu Han: HMM. what about you? Are you all right?

Zhuhan hollow: I see the weather forecast. It's going to cool down again. You, who will be hospitalized with a cold, should be careful.

Su Xiang pursed his lips and smiled. It's good to have friends care about him.

Crisp sugar is not fragrant: I'm wearing thick clothes now. I'm sure I won't catch a cold again.

After typing, Su Xiang thought about it. He should still be free to get the car back later. Why not go to see a doctor?

She was halfway on her mobile phone and wanted to ask her hospital. Another message from Du Ruohan came.

Zhu hankong: Oh, so you have been discharged from the hospital. Did you dance? What's the effect?

Su Xiang looked at an excited expression attached to the back, deleted the half line he typed and wrote again: of course it's good.

Thinking of the children's dance, Su Xiang couldn't help feeling proud.

The children she taught were smart. When she was away, they practiced the dance themselves and changed a few movements, which were better than hers.

Even Fu Hanchuan didn't say anything.

You know, this person is picky. He is picky. If he doesn't like it, he won't watch it for another minute.

However, it seems that Fu Hanchuan is not interested in dancing. It seems that he just likes working.

Well, his favorite should be making money.

Su Xiang nodded seriously. When he was distracted, a new message bounced out.

Zhu Han: really? It's a pity that I can't go to see it.

Crisp candy is not delicious: I have made a video. Do you want to see it?

Zhuhan hollow: of course, you should see it. It would be better if you jumped it yourself.

Su Xiang found the short video from the document and sent it.

In the hospital, Du Ruohan looked at the dance performed by several children in sign language on the stage. It was really good-looking.

The camera shook. Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the passing hand.

Because the capacity of uploading video is limited, the picture will not be available after that.

Du Ruohan held her breath and played the video again. It was still the hand that flashed by. It was vague. Even if she zoomed in, she couldn't see anything.

Crisp sugar is not fragrant: how about it? Is it good-looking?

Du Ruohan recovered and wrote: Well, it's good-looking.

After writing, she stared at the video in a daze.

She remembered that night, when she fell to the ground with Qi Lingyang, his hand seemed to be scratched, but later she was in danger of miscarriage, so she didn't care.

After that day, Qi Lingyang never appeared again. I heard that Qi lingcong seemed to beat him.

Du Ruohan always remembered that she probably thought too much, so she thought of him when she saw other people's hands.

Du Ruohan smiled bitterly. Seeing the news from Su Xiang, she asked her the address of the new hospital. She replied to the address. At this time, the door opened and Qi lingcong came in.

"Who are you talking to?"

Du Ruohan put his mobile phone aside and said, "a friend."

"Friends?"

Du Ruohan had many friends. Qi lingcong looked at her and said nothing more.

Du Ruohan looked at the man who had sat down. He put his laptop directly on the bed and began to work.

The sound of clattering on the keyboard is fast, slow, and then enters the working state.

Qi lingcong is tall. At the height of the implantation, his back can only bow up. This posture lasts for a long time and is prone to low back pain.

Every afternoon, he would take time to come, but he came to continue his work.

Du Ruohan looked at his arched back, slightly frowned and said, "you can do it at home. There's nothing here."

Qi lingcong raised his eyes to see her: "why, I'm disturbing you?"

Du Ruohan shook his head: "it's all right... I just don't think you need to."

After a few seconds of silence, she said again, "I... I want to leave the hospital."

Qi lingcong raised his head again and looked at her faintly. Du Ruohan was frightened when he saw his look. His slender little hand grabbed a fold on the quilt and muttered, "I'm too bored here. On the contrary, I just lie down every day. I want to go home and rest."

Qi lingcong frowned slightly and looked colder: "isn't it enough for me to accompany you here?"

"Do you want to go back to recuperate, or do you want to see him again?"

Du Ruohan's throat rolled down, his small hand grasped the quilt, and she caught more wrinkles on it.

Her face turned white, her lips closed tightly, and her angry eyes stared at him: "I didn't think so."

Qi lingcong only looked at her and lowered his head. The sound of clattering on the keyboard rang again. At the same time, his thin lips also spit out a sentence without tone: "don't forget, why do you need to be hospitalized for abortion."

"I don't think so. It's best."

……

On the other side, Su Xiang has arrived at the garage. As soon as he gets off the bus, he sees the Cayenne man and stares at him.

Instead, the Cayenne man greeted with a smile: "Oh, it's you. Come and get the car? "

Su Xiang looked at the man wearing oil overalls. He didn't know what he was doing.

Seeing Su Xiang looking at him nervously, the Cayenne man didn't dare to move. He looked down at his clothes, smiled and said, "don't worry, I'm not here to blackmail your money this time."

"As for me, I work here now. I owe it to your friends for their insight and talent." The man raised his hand and habitually wanted to tease his hair. He realized that he was wearing greasy gloves and put them down again.

"I've changed my ways now. Well, I won't talk nonsense to you. Your car is there. Go and get it yourself. "

Su Xiang was confused, but it seemed that he had been made a car repairman here.

She took out the car bill from her bag and wanted to ask how much it had been repaired. The Cayenne man came over, crumpled the bill into a ball and threw it into the dustbin. He said to a man who looked like a field manager, "write her bill down on me."

After that, he said to Su Xiang, "normally, your car doesn't charge because of your relationship with the boss here, but I hit your car. I don't want to owe you this favor, even if it's mine. We'll be even later. "

The man waved his hand and turned to a car still waiting to be repaired.

When he turned around, Su Xiang found that the back of his ears was red.

She gently pulled off the corners of her lips. Such a fierce man would blush when he apologized.

But what does she mean? Is her relationship with the boss here a friend of Fu Hanchuan, not her.

Su Xiang checked the car and saw no sign of the dent on the board of the car that hit the dent. Even the mended paint didn't see any trace. He followed the primary school student who inspected the car to glance in the direction of the Cayenne man and whispered, "master Zhao is great. He is the most powerful car repair expert here. He repaired your car."

"The boss doesn't know where to dig such a master..."

Where did the little apprentice whisper his worship? Su Xiang pulled his lips. No wonder the man said he was even.

She didn't tangle more about it. After signing the acceptance form, she sent a message to Fu Hanchuan, and then drove away.

In the president's office of Fu's building, Fu Hanchuan took a look at the new message on his mobile phone, then threw it aside at the corner of the table and looked up at the woman sitting on the sofa.

He has been back to the company for a while, but the two haven't officially talked.

There was a cup of tea in front of the woman. She took a sip, and her lips tilted slightly: "from Mrs. Fu?"

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and didn't answer. Lu Weiqi smiled and said, "sorry, you have to go to the company when you have a rest. I didn't know you don't work on Saturday."

When Fu Hanchuan used to play with cars, he had taken over the company's affairs, but at that time he was busy to make up for the time he went out to play with cars.

"But I'm only free today. You know I'm going to perform on the stage. The training intensity is very strong, and I won't be free in the future. "

Fu Hanchuan smiled: "what's the big deal? If you let go of your training, you must come to our company in person?"

Lu Weiqi smiled and looked at him for a few seconds. Their eyes looked at each other, like temptation and confrontation.

"You know why I came." Lu Weiqi tilted her lips and smiled, "I heard from my agent that you refused our cooperation?"

"Yes." Fu Hanchuan answered her question without hesitation.

Lu Weiqi's smile stiffened slightly, her eyes turned slightly, and smiled again: "why?"

"What do you say?" Fu Hanchuan took back his eyes, picked up the documents on the table and read them.

These are several candidates found by director Xiao overnight yesterday. Director Xiao means that she is more optimistic about Lu Weiqi. She has a high-end international market that domestic actresses do not have.

"I'd like to know why you are interested in this image ambassador, and even don't hesitate to let you come in person."

"I heard from director Xiao that you originally planned to have a rest after the stage performance."

"And with your temperament, you're not likely to do such a thing." Fu Hanchuan finished, put down the stack of documents in his hand and looked at Lu Weiqi.

Her hands are placed on the skirt of her knees, her back is straight, and her noble and elegant manner is pleasing to the eyes and inaccessible.

She has a proud personality and clear goals. A few years ago, people in the entertainment industry liked her and wanted her to develop in the entertainment industry, but she refused.

Her goal has always been to become a ballet dancer on the international stage.

For this purpose, she even gave up his proposal and went abroad to study.

Lu Weiqi looked at Fu Hanchuan for a moment, pulled her lips and said, "if my wife didn't find me, if it was someone else, I don't think I would agree."

"She said that the female artist you were supposed to sign was signed by another company. At present, the situation is urgent. Let me help."

She took a breath gently, as if thinking about something. She paused for a moment and looked at Fu Hanchuan: "I owed you three years ago. I came to repay this favor."

"But you refused me..."

Lu Weiqi smiled helplessly and said, "it's embarrassing. How shameless I am."

"You also know how much influence Fu has. Now there are rumors outside."

"My performance is about to begin. If you refuse me at this time, what should I do and what should people outside think?"

"In the eyes of the outside world, it is because I am not qualified to be your image ambassador that I will be rejected by you."

After saying this, Lu Weiqi stopped, bit her lips, sighed softly, as if she were more helpless, and said, "Hanchuan, the reason why I came to your company to talk to you about it, rather than talk to you privately, is that I think it's a business."

"If you refuse, I will think you still have feelings for me."

“……”

After being quiet in the air for a long time, Fu Hanchuan sneered: "do you think I don't distinguish between public and private?"

Lu Weiqi looked at him: "otherwise, why don't you consider it?"

"Apart from our past, I think my cooperation with Fu is still very visible."

Fu Hanchuan gently tapped the table with his fingers and said, "first of all, just now you said that you owed me three years ago to repay this favor. In my opinion, this favor does not exist. "

"It's not a debt that you refused my proposal. You don't have to feel guilty. I've never blamed or even resented you. I just felt lost and lost face at that time. I think this emotion should be a reaction of normal people? "

"As for what you said about love, it doesn't exist. Didn't you always say, "I'm indifferent to you?"

On and off several times before, she said she couldn't feel his love.

Lu Weiqi enjoys the kind of love that a man holds her as the most precious. Everything only revolves around her, let others make do with her footsteps and live others in her world.

But Fu Hanchuan is doomed not to be such a man. To some extent, they are a kind of people who like to control others.

Lu Weiqi listened to this almost heartless words, pinched her hands and tried her best to support her with a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be so. It seems that I'm worried."

"But since you already think so, why refuse me?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at her. There was no temperature in his eyes. His body leaned back into the back of the chair, held his hands gently, and said lazily, "I don't want you to be mixed with personal affairs."

An understatement sounded weightless, but it was like a hammer falling. Lu Weiqi's face turned white. Before she could say anything, Fu Hanchuan continued: "I don't need it, whether it's what you said, return my favor, or anything else."

"In my contract, I only want the relationship between goods and money, and I don't like mixing other things."

"..." Lu Weiqi tightened her lips, and she scratched out the trace of the skirt without a wrinkle on her knee.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes relaxed slightly, his eyebrows picked slightly, and said, "of course, in the eyes of some people, whether I refuse to cooperate with you or sign you, I will be said something. It's just that in my opinion, it's better not to sign a contract. You can also regard it as my regardless of public and private. "

Refusing Lu weiqi, in some people's opinion, is unable to let go of the past caution or play temperament; Signing her will be said to be unforgettable.

Some people say it on both sides, but it's just what others say. Fu Hanchuan doesn't mind.

No matter what Lu Weiqi thought, he just drew a clear line.

Lu Weiqi sat silent for a long time and smiled bitterly: "Hanchuan, you really... Really make me lose face..."

She stood up and said, "well, since you have said so, I have nothing to say."

"But I may have to make a Clarification Announcement, saying that I pushed off Fu's invitation because I had to prepare for the stage performance and had no time to pay attention to others. Do you think it's ok?"

Fu Hanchuan nodded: "yes."

Lu Weiqi nodded to him, stepped on high heels, straightened her back and went out.

Just as she came to the corridor, Mrs. Zhuoya was coming from the other end of the corridor and saw her smile“ Miss Lu, you are here too. Are you looking for Hanchuan? " Lu Weiqi gently pulled off the corners of her lips: "yes, Mrs. Zhuoya." Mrs. Zhuoya smiled and asked, "what's up?" She thought about it and asked, "about the contract?" Lu Weiqi smiled helplessly: "yes, but Hanchuan's attitude is very firm, madam, I think I may not be able to help you. There are still many excellent artists in the performing arts circle. We should find someone more suitable than me. We will have a chance to cooperate in the future. " Mrs. Zhuoya was stunned and frowned: "wait, Hanchuan doesn't agree? Why? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.