Chapter 226

Fu xishen frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and took Zhao Qiqing into his arms. He easily avoided the crazy behavior of an's mother.

Zhao Qiqing turned her face sideways and closed her eyes. She didn't want to see the scene in front of her.

However, her fingers holding Fu xishen's collar still exposed her inner feelings.

Heartache, doubt, anger

All kinds of emotions were intertwined, like a sharp blade, cutting to her heart until flesh and blood blurred.

"It doesn't matter. I'll take you now."

Fu xishen's eyes were dark. He glanced at Ann's mother lightly and left the ward with Zhao Qiqing.

Walking far away, I could still hear the hysterical voice of Ann's mother.

In the elevator, Zhao Qiqing looked at the falling numbers and muttered, "shouldn't I tell her this?"

According to an Zirui's words, an's mother was in a bad mental state for some time after giving birth to her. Now she is so stimulated

Zhao Qiqing suddenly didn't know whether everything she did was right or wrong.

At the moment, she is like an ice floe floating in the boundless ocean. She is in a dilemma. She can't regret every step she takes.

Her body also cools in bursts with the change of mood.

Suddenly, there was a burst of warmth in her hand. Zhao Qiqing was surprised in her eyes. She didn't have to look, but she knew who the temperature came from.

The head she wanted to twist back was gently clasped by the man, but it also had the power to refuse.

"Her heart is more or less clear, but she can't convince herself for the moment." Fu xishen's low voice sounded over Zhao Qiqing's head.

There was no extra comfort, but it miraculously soothed Zhao Qiqing's unfounded heart hanging in the air.

Ann's mother is not a fool. After living in the hospital for so many days, she can't find the right blood. If there is a way, why wait until now?

Perhaps, Ann's mother knew something vaguely five years ago

After figuring out this layer, Zhao Qiqing simply didn't bother about this matter, and her locked eyebrows slowly spread out.

To the hospital hall, unexpectedly, assistant Wei has been waiting in his car.

"How are things handled?" As soon as he got on the bus, Fu xishen reached out and pinched the center of his eyebrows and asked faintly.

The action is very small, but Zhao Qiqing still sees it in her eyes. However, she doesn't insert the topic between them, but just looks out of the window.

Assistant Wei was distracted and answered Fu xishen's question while watching the steering wheel and expertly drove out of the crowded hospital.

"It's been handled, Anlin... On the side of president an, I've told the police that Miss Zhao won't go there. As for Mr. Sun, I didn't intervene."

During the time he left, assistant Wei obviously understood everything. When he mentioned an Lin, he subconsciously changed his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Qiqing still drooping her eyes and no response, she was secretly relieved.

At the same time, I also have some sympathy for Zhao Qiqing. On the one hand, I have raised myself for so many years, and on the other hand, I am my own father.

If it were him, he might not be as strong as Zhao Qiqing

"Did you hear that?"

Suddenly there was a vibration on the back of the chair, which scared assistant Wei to step on the accelerator to the bottom.

Soon outside, there was a harsh whistle and the sound of wheels rubbing the ground, and a burst of abuse was vaguely heard.

Zhao Qiqing took back her sight and glanced at assistant Wei lightly. "Assistant Wei, what do you think?"

Assistant Wei turned back with a pale face and a sad face. He thought with his toes that Fu xishen had given him a kick.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Excuse me, sir, what did you just say?"

"He said to ask you to go to Qiangwei to take back your due shares." Zhao Qiqing answered assistant Wei.

I don't know what assistant Wei is thinking. Driving can also be a distraction.

"Oh, yes, I'll do it as soon as possible." Assistant Wei nodded quickly and dared not look in the rearview mirror. Fu Xi's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

The next time, no one spoke, and the car fell into silence for a moment.

Back at the Fu residence, Zhao Qiqing went straight into her room.

As soon as she closed the door, she threw herself on the bed and let the soft mattress bounce her body up a small height and fall down quickly.

She buried her face in the soft pillow. Her mind was full of thoughts, and scenes flashed before her eyes.

She has no objection to the decision made by Fu xishen today. Similarly, she has no objection to SUN Hao's attitude.

After all, Anlin's actions are there, and no one can erase them.

But she still felt like she was in a dream. Why was she adopted by the Zhao family?

According to an Zirui, she should have been carried away in a planned way. What role does Zhao's father and mother play in it?

Zhao Qiqing suddenly felt that she had been living in a huge scam for so many years.

What she thought was beautiful will eventually become a sharp blade and insert it into her heart.

Zhao Qiqing pulled out her hand under the pillow and grabbed her heart instead, trying to relieve the pain inside, but to no avail.

The moonlight sprinkles on the bed through the French window, leaving a small figure that looks lonely and fragile.

The tears in the corners of her eyes fell silently, but Zhao Qiqing didn't feel it. She just felt her head was drowsy and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, it was the next morning.

"Miss Zhao, do you have breakfast now?"

The person who asked was a servant whom Zhao Qiqing had never seen. Seeing her coming down the stairs, she hurriedly met her.

Zhao Qiqing sipped her dry lips, caught a glimpse of the water on the table and took a sip.

After alleviating the dryness, she asked, "where's Fu xishen?"

The servant was surprised that Zhao Qiqing was calling Fu xishen's name.

In turn, I thought of the advice of several "predecessors". I think this is the future hostess of the Fu residence.

Thinking of this, she added a touch of respect to her face, bowed her head and replied, "Sir left early in the morning and told us not to wake you up. When you wake up, we'll prepare breakfast according to your needs."

Zhao Qiqing paused. Unexpectedly, Fu xishen would do so.

"Did he say anything else?"

"No."

Zhao Qiqing nodded: "OK, then work hard. You can help me make a breakfast. Just be simple."

"Yes, Miss Zhao, please wait a minute." Then he hurried into the kitchen.

The servant automatically equated "simpler" with "must satisfy the hostess" and racked his brains thinking about the menu.

Zhao Qiqing also has no time to guess other people's thoughts. In the interval of waiting for breakfast, she remembered that her mobile phone was charged in the living room at noon yesterday. Now it seems that it hasn't been unplugged!