Chapter 1193

Fu Qingliu, who is sitting in front of the TV set, sees a hanging heart here, and slowly puts it down.

Self blame and guilt still linger in her heart, unable to extricate herself. Gu Tianqing's purpose is to save her. Her heart, which was already sad, has no place to say. Now, seeing Qi Jinnian's hard work to keep the company, she is deeply distressed and can't help crying on the spot.

Fu Zhongting just came down from the upstairs, saw Fu Qingliu wiping his eyes with a paper towel, and then saw the picture on the TV. He immediately understood and walked to her.

Fu Qingliu sensed the footsteps of Fu Zhongting, dried his tears and raised his head: "Zhongting, you are not completely well, I don't want you to have more rest, how did you get down?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry." He picked up the remote control on one side, turned off the TV, and then said, "you don't have to think about everything. Nobody wants to do anything about Tianqing."

"But how can you say I don't want to? He's my son. Now there's no one left. It's all up to Jinnian alone. How can I rest assured?"

"You don't have to worry about Jinnian. Not so many people are helping her. She's doing very well. I believe that if you give her time, she will make it through."

When Fu Qingliu heard this, she didn't give up at all. She only felt sad: "I don't know what happened in this period of time. So many things happened."

It's not easy for Fu Zhongting to have a wave of ups and downs, but he can only pat Fu Qingliu on the shoulder.

"Zhongting, take me to Jinnian. I can take care of her by the way. I'm afraid her mother alone can't help it."

"Good."

Fu Qingliu wiped his face, stood up to pick up two clothes, and went out with Fu Zhongting.

Just sent to, Qi Jinnian also just came back from work, see Fu Qingliu, or quite surprised: "Mom."

"The year of brocade, you are back. Are you tired?"

"Not tired." Qi Jinnian shakes his head. Obviously, he is tired physically and mentally, but he is not tired.

"Sit down first." Fu Qingliu helps Qi Jinnian to sit down on the sofa. Jinxi runs behind Qi Jinnian, hammers her shoulder and knocks on her back. "Mom, is this comfortable?"

"Yes, thank you baby."

"You're welcome, grandma said. She's going to move in with us to take care of you."

Qi Jinnian looks at Fu Qingliu again, and Fu Qingliu also looks at her: "I'm all right at home. My parents have to take care of Jinxi and you. I can't help you. I'll help her with it."

"That's a real hassle."

"No trouble, you are pregnant now, and you need to be busy with the company's affairs. You can't bear it. If you can't, don't force yourself, you know?"

"I see. Thank you, mom."

Seeing that nothing happened, Fu Zhongting got up and left.

He drove around the road for a while, but he didn't know where to go.

Open, unconsciously came to a bar that had come before. I met Zhong Jiaqi here before. She had a lot to drink with Xu Jiayin.

For the first time, he couldn't help but move his hand.

Zhong Jiaqi During this period, the name didn't flash in his mind for the first time, but only when it was still at night, because there were too many things in the day, he didn't have too much energy to think about these things, but in the dead of night, some thoughts kept flashing in his mind.

He stopped at the side of the road and watched the lights of the bar in front of him flicker. Then he lowered half of the window, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

The little spark was blazing out between the long and clean finger bones, and the blue eyes were slowly spitting out from the mouth. Half of his face, hidden behind the smoke, was a little hazy.

When a cigarette was about to burn out, he saw a girl walking slowly not far away, and the back was very like

She came out of the bar and walked on. He got out of the car and followed her all the way.

He followed him and went on for a long time. Suddenly, he found that the girl was missing. He could not help catching up with her. At this time, a strong palm wind suddenly came to his ear and wiped his ear. However, Fu Zhongting reacted faster and directly caught the wrist of the man. The two men were close to each other and fought in an instant.

After Fu Zhongting was in a state of retreat, he found the opportunity to say: "don't fight, it's me!"

In the dim light, Zhong Jiaqi didn't see his appearance clearly, but when he heard his voice, he stopped at once, while Fu Zhongting grabbed Zhong Jiaqi's arm and didn't let it go.

He didn't see her clearly either, but with her actions alone, he knew that he really didn't see her wrong. It was really her!

"Didn't you go abroad? Why are you here! "

The familiar voice rings in the ear, so familiar and bitter, Zhong Jiaqi's heart trembles, and she replies: "Sir, who are you? Can you let go first?"

Fu Zhongting is also a Leng, suddenly pulled Zhong Jiaqi to the next street lamp: "see clearly, who am I!"Even if it hasn't been seen for a long time, his deep three-dimensional facial features have already been printed in her heart. Why should he use the light? At first glance, it's still haunting and can't extricate himself. But this strong feeling, like the eruption of a volcano, can only be restrained: "oh, Hello, leader."

Her greeting seemed a little ruffian. Fu Zhongting looked at her, and there was an anger accumulated between her eyebrows. There was also alcohol in her body, which made him angry: "didn't you go to study abroad? How could you appear here again!"

"It's my private business. I don't need to report it to the leader." Zhong Jiaqi said with a grin, somewhat rebellious.

"You also know that I am the leader, then tell me clearly!"

Zhong Jiaqi struggled twice: "you scratch me, you let me go first."

"Make it clear!"

His stubborn Zhong Jiaqi knows, so I can only say, can't I come back to visit my family, let go! "

Hearing this, Fu Zhongting still didn't let go of her meaning: "you come here to drink when visiting your relatives?"

"By the way." Zhong Jiaqi chuckled, "so happened to meet the leader here, the leader also came to drink?"

"Be serious. Don't play with me!"

Zhong Jiaqi stared at him, but she kept smiling with a charming smile: "but leadership, I'm not your soldier anymore, many things, you really can't care." Zhongjiaqi suddenly reached out and touched Fu Zhongting's face. Her warm palm touched his face. Both of them were surprised, but no one showed it.

"If you want to control me, you have to have an identity, leader, don't you think?" Zhong Jiaqi stood on tiptoe, the charming voice, lingering in Fu Zhongting's ear, full of temptation.