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Seeing her daughter's attitude, Jia Mei's face instantly darkened, and her tone of voice was no longer friendly.

"Dye, you already had a reluctant look last time. You even said something like 'I'm going to give birth to you', so I'm not going to bother with you anymore."

"However, I have to remind you of one thing. If you don't get the money, Mrs Qiao is really done for. Without Mrs Qiao to back you up, you cannot protect Mrs Fu's position at all! "

"In any case, it's still about the inheritance," Qiao Anxiao felt extremely frustrated, "Could it be that we have nothing else to say? Mom, must your intentions be so obvious? "

Jia Mei said seriously: "I am also doing this for the future of Mrs. Qiao. You, as the Qiao family's only daughter, this is the responsibility that you should bear. You and Madam Qiao, both of you will suffer losses at the same time.

"Anyway, I won't agree." "Even if I am pregnant and the inheritance is in force, the money will still be left to the son of Fu Siming. It has nothing to do with me and Mrs. Qiao, let alone using it privately."

Jia Mei looked at her daughter in disbelief, suddenly feeling that the person in front of her was a completely different person.

She had once been extremely ambitious. It was she who had chosen to marry Fu Siming for that generous inheritance. Why had she lost all her fighting spirit now?

"You didn't say that before!" Jia Mei reminded him, "Don't forget why you had to marry him, but it was for this inheritance. What's going on with you? Mrs Qiao gave her all to help you scheme, and this is how you pay for it right now? "

Qiao Anjiao looked at his mother for a long time before saying faintly, "I don't remember what you said. Even if it was like you said before, now is the time and I don't want anything anymore."

"Do you think this is something you can just ignore?" Jia Mei roared, "Do you know that if you don't help her, Mrs. Qiao will soon declare bankruptcy, and then everything will be over for good!"

"If it goes bankrupt, it goes bankrupt." "I can afford to support you and my father even if I earn my own money. I don't need anything that belongs to someone else."

Jia Mei did not expect that no matter how she said it, Qiao Anyun would not listen to her advice. He was furious, thinking that she must be crazy!

"Are you still my daughter?" Jia Mei looked at the person on the bed with an expression of disappointment.

"If I've already let you down to this point and you don't want to recognize me, then just pretend I don't exist." "Think of it as his death in that car accident."

Finally, Jia Mei could not help but scold in exasperation: "Useless thing, just you wait and see who will stand up for you when Mrs. Qiao goes bankrupt! "Don't regret it when all those women who wanted to be Mistress Fu climb on your head!"

With that, Jia Mei left in a rage.

Fu Siming stood not far from the door as he watched Mrs Qiao leave, a deep understanding in his eyes.

Actually, he had heard the conversation between the two just now from outside.

Qiao Anyun, is he planning to establish himself and give up on his previous ambitions?

Through the glass on the door, he saw the look on Qiao Anxiao's face: angry, puzzled, and even a little wronged …

After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to enter.

These days, Qiao Anxiao only ate and slept, there was no one to chat with. Even when Ling Li called to say that she was absent from work that day, she felt that the sound was too beautiful.

She would have liked to go back to work, but Conan City had told her that she would have to stay in the hospital for a week of observation before she could leave.

However, Ling Li did not like her from the start. If she was given a random absenteeism, her examination would be turned around and she would be done for!

Then, Qiao Anxiao called the personnel department, thinking that no matter what, he should make things clear and see if he could get a leave of absence or something.

After explaining the situation, the HR Department staff member remained silent for two seconds before saying, "Someone has already taken a leave of absence for you."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Anzhi was still muttering in his heart …

Who would be so kind as to ask for a leave of absence for her? There were only a few people who knew about her injury. It wasn't that he didn't want to believe it, it was just that he didn't want to believe it.

It was too late for that person to despise her, so how could he pay attention to her trivial matters?

Lying in bed thinking, she actually fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already night. It was pitch black in the room. She sat up sleepily and wanted to get out of bed to go to the bathroom, but before she could turn on the light, she was startled to see a shadow right next to her bed.

Ahhh!" The woman shrieked in fright. She believed in ghosts and gods, but she had always kept her distance, especially in a hospital where she was very resentful. When she calmed down and focused her gaze, she was able to make out the outline of a tall man. Moreover …

It was a man she was very familiar with.

"Fu Siming, are you crazy!?" Coming to my ward in the middle of the night without saying a word or turning on a light, are you trying to scare me by pretending to be a ghost? Don't you know that scaring people can scare people to death!? "

Qiao Anxiao patted his chest as he looked at this fellow in shock. He was gasping for breath, almost feeling cold. Seeing the man walk over to the switch, he switched on the light.

With the light shining on her face, she could clearly see the expression on Fu Siming's face.

Was that how he had looked at her in the dark?

Qiao Anjiao suddenly felt a little apprehensive. He did not know if he had said anything in his sleep just now …

"What are you doing here so late?" "I don't believe you came to see me."

He only looked at her, but did not answer her question.

"You can't be like before, standing here for a while and then leaving without saying a word, right?"

This kind of him, the mental state, Qiao Anxian strange adaptation.

After a long while, Fu Siming slowly retracted his gaze from the woman's body. His thin lips curled up as if he were asking her, but also as if he was mumbling to himself, "Have you really lost your memories?"

"Otherwise, could it be that I'm faking it?" Qiao Anyan laughed helplessly and asked back, "Do you think my acting skills have reached such a high level? "Then, am I finally able to step into the underworld …"

"What is it?" Joanna asked, but in her heart she was thinking that it was no surprise that he always thought she was pretending. She had nothing to explain, believe it or not.

"Thank you for saving Aster," he said to her after a long silence.

After hearing these words of thanks, Qiao Anyun thought this fella had a little conscience, but the next moment, he heard his words and faintly said, "But … That doesn't mean I can forgive you for what you've done. "

Qiao Anyan: A mouthful of old blood sprayed out. It's coming and coming again!

Everyone said how vicious she had been before. Was she really that hateful in the past?

"That... What have I done before? "

According to what she had heard from the people on all sides, he was probably a despicable woman who liked money and loved women.

To be able to understand him from the mouths of others, it was truly … It's too interesting.

Seeing that Fu Siming was silent, Qiao Anxiao asked, "Is it so hard to talk about it?"

Still ignoring her, he turned and walked away, leaving Joanna sitting confused on the bed.

Around two or three in the afternoon the next day, an unexpected guest arrived at the ward. At least, that's how it looked to Joanna.

Aster appeared at the door of the ward with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Qiao Anxiao was surprised for a moment, then recovered his composure and smiled politely.

"Why are you here?"

"I came here to thank you," she said softly. "In any case, you only got injured because you saved me. I'm sorry if I didn't come to see you."

"Mm …" Qiao Anxiao didn't know what to say. The scene was a little awkward, but she still forced a smile and said, "Thank you for the flowers. They are very pretty."

Aster smiled and said, "I never thought you'd save me, but... I still have to thank you. "

Qiao Anxian carefully thought back on her words and felt that something was strange.

Did he really not expect this? Yes, she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. This was too darned.

For some reason, she felt that this Aster was not simple. She returned a smile and said lightly, "It was nothing more than a small effort."

Aster turned to the table where the bouquets were placed, filled the vase with half a bottle of water, and then unwrapped the bouquets, taking them out one by one to cut and put in the vase.

"I didn't expect Miss Lu to be proficient in flowers." In order to avoid awkwardness, Qiao Anjiao tried to find words to say. Although she desperately hoped that Lu Zhi would leave soon, she couldn't show it too clearly.

Lu Zhi only looked up at her and said, "It's a form of self-cultivation. Calm yourself down and don't fight for it."

Well, it's a technical thing to talk to Aster, and she's got to keep quiet.

Aster was quietly arranging flowers beside him, as if he were meticulously arranging a work of art.

When the last stick was stuck in the vase, Aster turned to Joanna with the same easy, graceful smile on his face. "I have no intention of leaving this time," he said.

Her eyes were not drifting about but instead filled with determination as she stared straight at Qiao Anxiao.

Don't leave... What did it have to do with him?

It was easy, thought Joanna, to be reassured that she wished they could rekindle their love for each other, and that she did not want to be entangled with him any longer.

"Don't worry, I won't force you to leave again." Qiao Anxiao sighed heavily, feigning sorrow as he said, "I've been pestering Fu Siming for so long, so I don't want to continue. I am willing to help you, so please hold on! "

"You …"

Before he could say anything more, the door of the ward opened again.

The expression on the man's face was a bit sinister. His expression was dark and scary.