Chapter 169

The next day.

In the ward, ye Yufan stares at the headlines in her mobile phone.

Huge bold title: the general manager of Jindi group is suspected to have a fierce relationship with Miss Mo, and the marriage of the two families is a foregone conclusion!

Lost and angry eyes stared at him. A shameless man deliberately pulled down the collar of his shirt to reveal the red lips under his collarbone. They were as red as blood and hung on his strong and white chest, like red plum blossoming in the early snow, setting off jijing'an's elegance and beauty as a jade tree.

Night Yufan's face was pale with anger, paler than the surrounding walls.

Full of grievances and waiting, turned into a raging anger, burning in my mind.

She couldn't figure it out. The damn man said on the phone yesterday morning that he would send flowers, gifts, diamond rings and apologize to her. At night, he could turn around and roll the sheets with Mo Yurou, and even spread the lip print that almost blinded her eyes to Tongcheng

If you really get back together with Mo Yurou, just tell her frankly.

She is not a woman who can't get away from a man. As long as he tells her to start over with Mo Yurou, she would rather swallow her unwillingness and grievances, but also force a smile to fulfill his feelings with his former fiancee.

But he doesn't!

She is hung here and Mo Yurou is hung at the other end. It's so bad that people and gods are angry.

"Fanfan... Are you okay?"

"I don't have a problem."

Ye Yufan gnashed her teeth and said word by word. Her fingers quickly slid on the screen and immediately brushed out the news that almost made her angry about myocardial infarction.

Hum, coquettish soul light!

Looking at it for another second, she may faint again and continue to stay in the hospital for ten days and a half months.

The little face turned white and said it was okay.

Cheat ghosts.

Han Zhenzhen stood beside the hospital bed and looked carefully at ye Yufan's face. He looked down at the lip print standing proudly on Ji Jing'an's chest in the mobile phone screen. He stared at it for a few seconds. His brain, which has never been very fond of thinking, suddenly appeared.

Eh

This full color, this thick and thin line, isn't it the ordinary lip shape extended on the white oil absorbing paper yesterday?

A million pink red tickets. Jinan God bought her and tricked Fanfan into getting them.

However, it's obviously Fanfan's lip print. The Jinan God said that Mo Yurou kissed it for Mao?

Sister Ni, what the hell is he doing?

Han Zhenzhen only hates that he has too few brain cells and is not enough when he needs reasoning.

Night Yufan slowly gets up from the hospital bed, lowers his head, bites the lower lip flap tightly, blinks his long eyelashes quickly, blinks the tears in his eyes quickly, immediately raises his head and smiles at Han Zhenzhen as if nothing had happened, "I'm almost in good health. I want to leave the hospital."

Being distracted by yeyufan's words, Han Zhenzhen plans to swallow all the words she wants to confess back to her stomach, and quickly reaches out to stop her. Mingyan's face is full of deep worry, "Fanfan, doctor Gu has explained that you have mild gastritis and need to observe for another two days..."

"No, I know my own body." Yeyufan got out of bed, found a clean leisure suit, walked slowly to the bathroom, and whispered, "Zhenzhen, please help me pack up, and I'll change my clothes first."

Han Zhenzhen said she couldn't move ye Yufan until she was stubborn and said she didn't want to stay any longer when she was discharged from the hospital. She was so anxious that she was in the center of the ward like ants on a hot pot.

Forget it, I'd better call the male God first to find out.

She is also an accomplice, but she doesn't know the inside story at all. She is curious and feels like a cat's paw.

It was speculated that it would take some time for ye Yufan to go into the bathroom. Han Zhenzhen didn't want to think about it. She turned out Ji Jingan's private phone in her mobile phone and dialed it neatly.

"What's up?"

"Jinan God, something's wrong. It's a big thing... Is the news in today's headlines true or false? Have you really had a relationship with Mo Yurou? And lipstick, I feel like..."

Fanfan.

Before the last three words were finished, he was interrupted by the indifferent man. "Today's headline? Sorry, I've been in a meeting all morning and haven't had time to read it."

Are you kidding？

After hearing this, Han Zhenzhen grabbed the long hair on his head and almost went crazy.

As a party to such a big thing, Ji Jingan said he didn't know. Didn't he deliberately do it to make Fanfan sad and jealous?

It's also possible that the bitch Mo Yurou did it.

Yes, it must be her!

With a flash of inspiration in her mind, Han Zhenzhen straightened her chest and shouted, "Jinan God, it's not you. It must be mo Yurou's ghost. Wipe, she always likes to use this dirty means. She's really disgusting! However, your position is really her lip shape. It's almost as beautiful as ordinary."

The two goods without brains easily believed Ji Jingan's words, quickly overturned their own judgment and slapped themselves in the face.

"That's it."

As soon as the voice fell, jijing'an inside immediately hung up the phone. Han Zhenzhen's mouth was flat. He still sucked his lips and put his mobile phone back into his red bag. As soon as he looked up, incredible amazement flashed in his bright eyes.

"Fan... Fan, did you come out so soon?"

Night Yufan stood not far away, her clothes were clean, her hair was wet, and the water at the tip of her hair fell on the floor under her feet along the beautiful arc of bulge and fullness.

After standing for a while, there was a small pool of water on the floor.

Han Zhenzhen's heart beat wildly like a drum, and his panicked vision slipped slowly from the bottom up to yeyufan's face. He explained in panic, "Fanfan, it's not what you think. He's the man God... In fact, the person he wants to sleep has always been you."

Lying in the trough, it was clear that she wanted to take the literary style to Fanfan. As a result, she was worried and said "like" was "sleep".

Ten thousand grass and mud horses roared past Han Zhenzhen.

"You don't have to speak for him. I heard it all." Night Yufan slowly cast her eyes out of the window. Her face could not stand the waves and was very calm. She just turned her back to Han Zhenzhen's back and couldn't stop shaking.

I can't stop it.

She was so cold that she could hardly stand still.

After all, Mo Yurou has returned home for so long, and they have a previous unmarried relationship. It's normal for him to meet her or something.

But the fact is that he was never unwilling to mention Mo Yurou in front of himself. What he showed was a look of disdain for that woman.

Intuitively, ye Yufan believes that he really has no idea about Mo Yurou.

But now, the bed photo after he made out with his ex fiancee and rolled the sheets was secretly photographed by the reporter, but he didn't know at all. He must have been too devoted and selfless when he did it with Mo Yurou.

In my heart, it seems that there are thousands of embroidery needles as thin as ox hair piercing cruelly.

Again and again, the pain made yeyufan feel unbearable.

Silent tears wet his face at some time. Ye Yufan wiped his face carelessly with his sleeve, turned around and smiled bitterly at Han Zhenzhen, "go with me to a place."