Fu Reading Machine: "What color do you like for stage lighting?"
She: "Whatever you want, it's up to you."
Quan Qiao looked at the chat history and scratched her hair.
Well... Actually, he was not very attentive before, and always felt that everything was fine and casual. On the contrary, Fu Yi cared about her very much.
But this concern was broken by her two words to comfort Mu Yang...
When she came to the medical research room and lowered herself to be persistent, Fu Yi still doubted her character and thought she was careless and sloppy?
Calm down and think about it. It’s not just Fu Yi who needs to calm down. She has also been calming down these days.
She couldn't follow her mother's path and commit her life to a man who doubted her casually...
Quan Qiao didn't send any message. She put down her phone and closed her eyes to sleep.
Perhaps because she had too many worries, she slept uneasily and had another nightmare.
In the dream, Mu Jingya, with a big belly, was walking barefoot in the snow, and her clothes were extremely tattered.
She was a little mentally abnormal, talking to herself as she walked, acting crazy. People passing by would take a detour when they saw her.
She was immersed in her own world, stroking her round belly and muttering:
"Baby...you must be born safely. If you're a girl, promise me...don't be as foolish as me...don't be easily deceived by men...promise me..."
The sound kept echoing in my ears like a spell.
Quan Qiao suddenly sat up on the bed, his face pale and his forehead covered with sweat.
She looked around the room, gradually calmed down, opened the door and walked out.
The living room of the Fu family villa.
Fu Mocheng was lying on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.
The TV suddenly made a very small "ding" sound.
This is the system he designed. Whenever human activity is detected, an alert will be issued.
He heard the sound, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
On the screen, Quan Qiao was wearing a black suspender pajamas and walking out from the bedroom.
A hint of scorn appeared on Fu Mocheng's lips.
Oh, are we finally going to take action in the middle of the night?
He is patient and can afford to waste time, and he has ulterior motives!
However...
Quan Qiao just walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water.
She walked to the sofa and sat down, her eyes looking at the scenery outside the transparent glass window.
His usually unruly figure revealed a loneliness that no one had ever seen before.
She didn't know how long she looked out the window before she suddenly put the warm water aside and uttered a curse word:
"anxious!"
Then, he got up, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, opened the lid, sat on the sofa, and started drinking.
Quan Qiao originally wanted to drink warm water. She wanted to take good care of herself and not let Mu Jingya's spirit in heaven worry.
But tonight she was inexplicably irritated, thinking about the words in her dream and the way Fu Yi looked at her at night.
She knew that as long as she was willing to bow her head, they could both start over.
Can……
"It's so fucking annoying! It's killing me!"
Love is too torturous.
Quan Qiao raised his head and took another big sip of wine.
Fu Mocheng, who was sitting in front of the sofa, looked at her, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.
Quan Qiao actually got up so late at night to drink? And her frail figure made him feel distressed just by looking at her.
I always feel like she has endless stories to tell...
In another small surveillance camera, although Fu Yi suffered from insomnia, he finally fell asleep.
Fu Mocheng looked at his fist, damn it!
How can a grown man let his woman drink alone late at night?
This bastard son is so outrageous!
Fu Mocheng picked up the phone and dialed Fu Yi directly.
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