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"Old friends?"

"That's right. I'm also tired today, I'll tell you in the future when I have the chance. "

The Old Man of the Fu Family seemed unwilling to elaborate on this matter. Song Wanqing did not continue asking. She escorted Old Master Fu back to his room and then returned to her new room to wait for Fu Yating to return.

On the other side, Fu Yitian went straight to the hospital instead of returning to the Fu Family's residence after sending his guests back.

"Mom, do you think Yan Ting will really come?" The old man isn't easy to deal with. If he was to stand guard over there with Yan Ting, he probably wouldn't be able to move freely. "

"He dares not come!"

He Wanping said bitterly.

"Mom, did you think of something?"

Song Qinglan looked at He Wanping expectantly.

"If he doesn't come, then I will expose the matter between you and him. At that time, let's see whether the Fu Family will lose face or our Song Family will suffer a loss!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Wan Ping, the Fu Family is not a family that we can offend." Song Weizheng frowned and glared at He Wanping.

"What do you mean? Yan Ting is one of us, Lan'er's man. How did I provoke the Fu Clan? "You heartless person …"

"Stop arguing. Let's see if Yan Ting can come over first."

"Father, Yan Ting will definitely come." Even though she said that, Song Qinglan was not 100% sure. After all, if the Old Master of the Fu Family made another move, it would be even more impossible between her and Fu Yating.

No, this can't go on.

"Mom, call Yan Ting right now and tell him that I'm in bad shape!"

He Wanping nodded and hurriedly made a phone call. Song Weizheng still frowned.

Fu Yating arrived shortly after He Wanping made her call.

The doctor was examining Song Qinglan when he arrived.

"Uncle, aunt, how is Lan'er?"

"The doctor is still examining her." He Wanping looked at Song Qinglan who was on the sickbed, and the corner of her eyes were slightly wet. Actually, Lan'er's condition hadn't been too good during this period of time. This child really liked to show off. She's finally gotten used to the fact that you're no longer her boyfriend. If I see you now, this child will probably collapse. "Yan Ting, you should leave before Lan'er wakes. I'm afraid she'll lose control of herself the moment she sees you."

"Aunt, I have never said that I would give up on Lan'er. I'll tell Lan when she wakes up. "

"Really? If that's the case, that's great. " He Wanping threw a glance at Song Weizheng. Her expression was as if she was saying "No matter what, I just said that there won't be any problems."

Song Weizheng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Fu Yating's words.

Fu Yating was in the hospital, guarding Song Qinglan, while Song Xianqing was alone in the bridal chamber.

She looked at the time on her mobile phone. It was already late, but Fu Yanting had not made a single call. Although she knew that Fu Zhaoting wasn't satisfied with this marriage, she didn't expect him to have yet to return. She took off her dress and rolled herself up in the quilt.

There was not the slightest bit of warmth in the blanket. It was only late autumn, so why was it so cold?

"Fu Ting, did I do something wrong?"

Song Wanqing opened her phone, took out the photo album on her phone, and clicked on a photo. The person in the photo was Fu Yating. This photo had been secretly taken when she had secretly fallen in love with Fu Zating.

At that time, she didn't think that she would have such a fortuitous encounter with Fu Yating. But now, even though they had reached such a stage, she felt that the distance between her and Fu Yanting had widened.

Previously, Old Man Fu had said that he would help her. However, if he wasn't willing, then even Old Master Fu wouldn't be able to do anything.

Indeed, happiness could not be forced.

Song Wanqing sighed as she closed her eyes, trying to get herself to sleep. At this moment, a text message suddenly came over the phone.