Chapter 102： I'll go back and continue my life

Chapter 102 I'll go back and continue my life

Song Yueliang knew that Fu Yanchi was not in good health.

Pader than ordinary people.

Weaker than normal.

But to what extent it is not good, I didn't know before.

During the years we met, he never said what disease he had.

It wasn't until these two days that she heard Dong Wangshu say "almost failed to save him", and then Meng Jingxian said "suddenly ill and sent him abroad for rescue", she suddenly realized how bad his health is.

It is now nine o'clock in the evening, and he has been in front of her house for half a day.

Song Yueliang was silent for a moment, and finally left the room.

Gently open the living room door.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and there was no one in front of the door.

Only on her door was a piece of paper torn from a notebook.

In scrawled, flamboyant handwriting—

"Moon, I'll go back to continue my life. You wait for me, I'll come back tomorrow."

Holding the fluffy paper, Song Yueliang was silent for a long time.

…

At this time, Fu Yanchi was escorted to the car.

Master Fu personally came to detain the person.

"If you don't eat or sleep, do you really think you have nine lives?!" Seeing the man's pale face, Mr. Fu became angry and angry, "You shouldn't have been discharged from the hospital today!"

Fu Yanchi lay on the seat, resisting the tearing pain in her heart when she breathed, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, I know my body, it's useless to stay in the hospital, it's just a guest room where you can call the doctor at any time." .”

Old Fu was speechless, and finally said forcefully, "Then you can't run around!"

"Yes, I will definitely not run around next time." Fu Yanchi promised, glancing at the rearview mirror lightly.

Uncle Gui immediately withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror and drove in a serious manner.

He invited the old man here.

Otherwise, no one can pull Mr. Fu.

We can't really let him spend the night in the narrow corridor.

He was also afraid that when he came back tomorrow morning, there would be no one left.

Street lights passed by quickly outside, and the light and shadow inside the car flickered.

Fu Yanchi closed his eyes and didn't speak anymore. It was really difficult to support him. He had a feeling that his body had reached its limit.

Including the rescue in the middle of the night last night, he actually felt it, and felt that life was passing by.

So much so that when he opened his eyes in the morning, he felt miraculous.

Probably Hades knew that he still had something to do, so he let him go temporarily?

Fu Yanchi's mouth twitched.

He must at least apologize to the moon before leaving.

At least the hidden dangers behind her and the family must be resolved before leaving.

"That Song Yueliang, is it really so important to you?" An unexpected question sounded from beside her.

Fu Yanchi opened his eyes and looked at the old man's dark face, "It's very important, just as important as you, grandpa."

"I heard that Agui said that she still has a daughter?"

"That little girl is called Qiqi, she is very cute and cute, Grandpa, if you see her, you will definitely like her."

Old Fu snorted, "If it were your daughter, I would definitely like it, and you will have one too."

"I'm afraid it won't work," Fu Yanchi said regretfully, "Grandpa, although a man can't say he's not good, but your grandson's health is really bad. If I want to give birth to a great-grandson for you, then I must die on the bed."

Old Fu, "..."

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Old Fu blushed, his grandson is a calf! This is the only thing he can say without changing his face!

Even Uncle Gui coughed for a long time as if his throat was itching suddenly, before barely stopping.

After that, no one really talked anymore.

Say shit.

You can get blocked no matter what you say.

It is also impossible to refute.

Old Fu looked out of the window quietly, with sadness overflowing from his body.

His old Fu's family, this life is unprecedented.

Back to Fu Zhai, the phone rang in the living room.

Uncle Gui didn't answer the phone immediately, but looked at Fu Yanchi first, "Mr. Fu, Ms. Song is calling."

Fu Yanchi raised her eyes and looked at him quietly.

Uncle Gui obediently added, "Miss Song Ziyun is calling."

"Just say I'm asleep and ask her to leave a message." Fu Yanchi rubbed the corners of her brows, and walked slowly to the room, "You will contact Uncle Xiang later and ask him to keep an eye on it. If there is no accident, it won't be long. The people behind it will come to the surface."

Mr. Fu was listening at a loss, and waited for his grandson to enter the room before he asked Uncle Gui, "The people behind it? And that Song Ziyun, isn't that girl who often calls home to chat with me in recent years?"

"Yes," Uncle Gui said, "She has also often called the Yan family in the capital for the past few years. The chairman and his wife only know about Mr. Fu's overseas news through her. You also know that Mr. Fu always announces the good news. If you want to know his real situation, you can only rely on other people's mouth to hear a little bit."

Master Fu lowered his eyebrows, it is true.

When Ah Chi was away, the elders were always worried. When someone appeared who could talk to them about Ah Chi's recent situation, they were naturally happy and close.

But listening to Agui's words, the meaning inside is not ordinary.

"Then what's the relationship between her and Ah Chi?" Elder Fu was puzzled.

"Half a year after Mr. Fu went abroad, Ms. Song moved in opposite to him, probably because of a fellow countryman from a foreign country."

"..."

"Old Fu, it's time for you to rest."

"Wait, you haven't said who's behind it—"

"By the way, the chairman's wife came to Huicheng today, and she said that she will come to visit tomorrow."

Old Fu twitched, and when he regained consciousness, he was alone in the living room.

It's all a group of worry-free things!

Such a big thing, and now it suddenly occurred to me to tell him? !

The next day.

morning.

The noise outside the window is getting louder.

After Song Yueliang got up, she helped her daughter change her clothes and combed her hair. The mother and daughter squatted head to head in the bathroom again, brushing their teeth and washing their hands.

In the deserted living room in the past, there are more babies talking and laughing softly. It seems that it is just a place to live, and it suddenly looks like a home.

"Mom, are you taking the baby to work today?"

"Of course, the baby can go to work with the mother."

"Then can I bring a drawing book? When my mother is working, I will draw next to you, so I won't disturb you."

"Okay, and bring the baby's colored crayons."

Qi Qi is still illiterate, but he is self-taught in painting.

Among the gifts she bought before, there were crayons and drawing books that the little one liked. On the same day, extremely abstract graffiti appeared on the drawing book.

Produced by my daughter, no matter how abstract it is, Song Yueliang will boast it seriously.

Buy breakfast on the road, and bring it to the company to eat.

The mother and daughter went out directly after packing up.

At half past seven, the corridor was very quiet.

Song Yueliang opened the door first, lowered her head and took her daughter's hand to go out and go downstairs.

When he raised his head again, the figure of the man appeared at the top of the stairs, smiling, "It's just in time, Moon, Qiqi, let's have breakfast together?"

The man raised his hand, full of packed breakfasts.

Steamed stuffed bun fried dough sticks powder soy milk, very complete.

Qiqi's small face slowly mourned.

Uncle Fu is, here again.

Just blew up her mom last night.

How could someone be so cheeky!