Chapter 136

Fu Yan's whole face was full of fury. Her fists were clenched tightly. The air-conditioning directly forced the doctors to shake. She walked to song September with difficulty to give her a drip.

After doing all this well, the doctor was afraid to wipe the sweat on his forehead. It was just a drip. He even felt more tired than finishing an operation.

"Boss..."

Mo has come here early in the morning. Seeing the comatose Miss Song, he suddenly feels that this man is really full of disasters. He can get hurt wherever he goes.

"Check!"

Cold word spit out, ink is a moment to understand the meaning of this person, solemnly nodded, immediately out of the ward.

Leaving Fu Yan frowning, all cold sitting in front of the hospital bed, holding song September's hand, eyes full of storm, dare to openly hurt her in Los Angeles, arsonist is really tired of crooked!

However, the result is very disappointing. He thought that he would be a nobody. He didn't expect that he was just a tramp with money.

The tramp was trembling all over and knelt on the ground. He had never seen such a magnificent house or such a noble person. He could only tremble and dare not speak.

"Who gave you the money?"

Fu Yan asked, cocked his legs, eyes narrowed, fingertips on the side of the tea table light knock, the voice is very light, but the cold and fear along the human tail vertebrae, all the way spread to the heart.

"One A girl

The tramp's lips turned white with fright. He didn't dare to look up at this man at all. It seems that one glance is a blasphemy to this man. He is like a superior emperor. He can control people's life and death with any word.

Fu Yan frowned and looked at the tramp. Although he was pitiful, he broke the law. He could not be spared this time because he was pitiful. If song September was not rescued this time, who would pity her.

"Mo Yi, take people to the police station."

"Well."

Mo Yiying, ready to let people take the tramp out, but the tramp suddenly cried, kneeling on the ground refused to get up.

"Give me a break, give me a break, I'm just obsessed, I have a son, if I go to prison, no one will take care of him, please..."

Fu Yan's brow wrinkled for a while, and her eyes gradually darkened. Weakness is not the reason for a person to be forgiven. The law is the law. Before doing things, we should think about the consequences.

"Take it away!"

He was already a little impatient. He untied two buttons on his collar, and his frown was like a hill gathering together. The whole person was a little more precious.

Mo Yi takes people out and gives them to the police directly.

At the same time, a slovenly, 17-year-old boy stood on the street, his face full of tears, and saw his big sister waiting beside him, sobbing.

"Come on, little brother, don't cry. It's no use crying. Your father was killed by song September. You have to take revenge for your father, understand? Here's a hundred thousand dollars. Take it first. "

"I don't want money! I don't want money! As long as Dad comes back! "

There is some irony in Shan Rong's eyes. Poor man, 100000 yuan has been enough for a long time for a person like him. She even dislikes it. It's really fatal. But at this time, she can't show her own ideas, she can only suppress her temper.

"Little brother, you can't fight song September. Only when you become strong can you come back for revenge. Your father was wronged by song September. You must remember these three words."

The little boy looked up, his face was firm, and he seemed to grow up all of a sudden. He took the money in Shan Rong's hand, straightened his back and left the place.

Shan Rong picked her eyebrows and lowered her head to smile. She was more and more charming. She seemed to be able to dress herself more and more. The laughter was getting bigger and bigger. In the end, she had already burst into tears. Look, song September, you can't beat me anyway.

It's doomed to be trampled on by me!

……

Song Jiuyue didn't know about all this. When he woke up in the hospital, he was very silent. The florist was gone, and the place is now estimated to be a pile of black debris.

Her little dream was shattered by others

She doesn't provoke others, but there are always people who take the initiative to provoke her.

This incident is definitely not an accident. Before the fire, she clearly smelled the smell of gasoline. It must be someone who deliberately set fire. Thinking of this, her eyes are deep. Fu Yan is right. She should have enough ability to protect herself!

Took a side of the mobile phone, glanced at a strange number, finger pause.

Who are you?

This person seems to know that she had an accident, sent a text message to greet, but this number does not exist in her mobile phone, can only ask each other.

September sister, I'm Qin Mo, are you ok?

Song Jiuyue is relieved that the florist is gone, and her relationship with this man is over. She has already paid her salary, and she doesn't owe him anything.——It's OK. Is this your new number? As you can see, I'm bankrupt. I'm afraid I can't employ you any more.

A smile flashed in Qin Mo's eyes, and he left his mobile phone aside, with a little regret in his heart.

"Young master, what are you laughing at?"

One side of the housekeeper asked suspiciously, although his young master is not surprised, he is very sophisticated at a young age, but after all, he is just a young man. He has not laughed so knowingly for a long time.

"It's nothing. I just found an interesting person."

He took a sip of the coffee, and his white skin was shining.

"Sir is urging you to go back quickly."

"I know."

At this time, Qin Mo didn't look like a student at all. He showed a touch of elegance in all his actions. Coupled with the bearing of his whole body, he looked like a rich man. It's hard to imagine how such a person sold flowers in an apron in a florist's shop.

Song Jiuyue always thought that he had found the baby, but he didn't know that everything was just by chance, because Qin Mo wanted to experience the feeling of working in the University, wanted to abandon his identity and really integrate into the life of ordinary people.

I have to say that I was very happy in the flower shop.

"Start now."

"Yes."

After Song September hung up the phone, she was more or less disappointed. After all, she liked the florist, which was given to her by Fu Jin. She could restore the details in the blackboard newspaper. It could be seen how much thought she had used. But now, with a fire and nothing left, she felt a little sour in her heart. She was really distressed.