Fu Yi replied without hesitation: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Xia. I am already engaged."
Mr. Xia: "Oh, what a pity..."
After Fu Yi finished chatting, he kept looking at information in front of the computer.
His cell phone was placed on the bed in the bedroom, the screen was always on, but no one noticed.
This busy work lasted until two in the morning.
Fu Yi went back to her bedroom to sleep and only then saw Quan Qiao's message.
Especially the last sentence:
"You didn't even care when your girlfriend was drunk. What kind of man are you? You're a heartless scumbag!"
His brows suddenly frowned.
Is she drunk?
Thinking of the scene of her lying alone in bed, his heart tightened inexplicably.
He picked up his suit jacket and walked out quickly.
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
A car was speeding.
Arriving at the gate of the Quan family, the security guard saw him and immediately saluted respectfully:
"Master Fu Qi, you're here! I'll go and inform Mr...."
"No need, I'm looking for Quan Qiao. What happened tonight must be kept secret!"
He doesn't care about reputation, but he has to consider Quan Qiao.
After Yang said this, Fu Yi strode in.
The two security guards looked at each other and immediately understood.
You're still looking for Quan Qiao so late, and you can't tell anyone...
Ah! I was fed dog food in the middle of the night. How inhumane!
In the room.
Quan Qiao was sleeping on the bed, his brows furrowed and sweat covering his forehead.
Maybe it was because of Jing Xiao’s words that she had another nightmare that night.
In the dream, she was sitting in a wheelchair. Everyone hated her and despised her, and no one wanted to get close to her.
She had no friends until her death.
Her body was thrown into a cesspool by Quan Jinrou, and flies and insects corroded and gnawed her body bit by bit.
No one looked for her and no one cared about her.
Everyone felt that her disappearance was a relief.
Quan Zhenguo even said: "Finally, I don't have to support a useless disabled burden anymore!"
Her soul was floating in mid-air, watching her biological father being so heartless, her heart tightened and ached...
Fu Yi quietly pushed the door open and saw Quan Qiao lying on the big bed in a burgundy nightgown.
Under the cold moonlight, one could see her furrowed brows and a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
He closed the door and walked over.
Quan Qiao, who was originally asleep, suddenly sat up.
Her sharp phoenix eyes were full of vigilance and hatred.
His hands were clenched tightly, as if hatred had penetrated into his bones.
Fu Yi frowned.
What kind of nightmare could cause such a reaction?
He poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her:
"Drink some water."
When Quan Qiao saw him, her brows furrowed instantly, "Why are you here?"
The tone was one of disbelief and a little shock.
Every night I woke up in the middle of the night and found the house was empty, with no one in sight.
But now, Fu Yi was actually in front of her?
Is she still dreaming? A dream within a dream?
Fu Yi simply sat down beside the bed and took a tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
While wiping, he said, "You call me a scumbag. If I don't come, won't I just confirm this scumbag reputation?"
Quan Qiao frowned, and her thoughts gradually became clear.
Before going to bed, she seemed to have sent a text message to Fu Yi.
but……
"Are you here because I called you a scumbag? You didn't come willingly?"
Fu Yi: ...
What kind of brain circuit is this?
He handed the warm water over again and said, "Don't make trouble. Drink some water first."
Quan Qiao frowned and leaned against the headboard proudly:
"No. If you don't explain, you're guilty.
Since you don't want to come, go back. I wouldn't dare to blackmail you."
Fu Yi:?
Does she sound angry?
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