Chapter 110 Xia Mian is a gold digger! She's sowing discord!
"You!" Xia Qingyang thought of the last time he was beaten up by the Fu Yanhao brothers.
When they arrived at the police station, the police treated them leniently and showed no intention of punishing the twins at all.
Thinking about it now, I get angrier and angrier!
"If you don't call the police, then do as my grandma says. Otherwise, you won't get a single penny. Get out!" Fu Yanhao became increasingly agitated as he spoke.
He just couldn't stand the three Xia brothers; he thought they were as disgusting as bedbugs and rats.
A stinky rat should stay in the gutter all day and behave itself so as not to come out and annoy people.
Lu Lian'er gently tugged at Xia Qinglin's sleeve, "Big brother, why don't we just leave?"
"They're too violent, I'm afraid they'll go berserk again..."
Lu Lian'er said softly.
Having 100,000 yuan is better than nothing, right? After all... the Xia family has been practically emptied out ever since they donated a spot at Mingcheng University to her.
Recently, the Xia Group's operating cash flow has also been somewhat disrupted.
In the past, the three Xia brothers might not have cared about 100,000 yuan.
But now, they think Lu Lian'er makes sense.
The twins are too violent!
So the butler took out 100,000 yuan, which Xia Qinglin grumbled as he put away, and left with Lu Lian'er and his two younger brothers.
"How could Mianmian have such a brother?" Old Madam Fu shook her head helplessly. "What bad luck!"
"Mom, how are you feeling?" Zhao Liangyuan was still quite worried about the old lady's health. He said to the private doctor, "Please take a look at my mother. She doesn't look too well."
After examining her, the doctor said, "Anger has affected your heart. You must not let your emotions fluctuate too much. You must not get angry again. Your wife's high blood pressure has finally been effectively relieved. We cannot afford to damage her liver and spirit any further."
"How can I not be angry?" Old Madam Fu became increasingly furious as she spoke. "Mianmian has had such a terrible accident, and not one of you told me! What do you take me for?"
Just as Zhao Liangyuan was about to explain, he saw the old lady struggling to sit up. "Come on, I have to go to the hospital now!"
"Mom, you're not feeling well right now, why don't you wait until you feel better before you go?" Zhao Liangyuan advised her.
"I don't care, I'm going!" Old Madam Fu was in a fit of temper and refused to stay at home any longer.
She couldn't feel at ease until she saw Xia Mian.
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At the hospital.
Fu Yanshen was processing the freshly cooked millet porridge that had been delivered from the restaurant. Xia Mian could only drink these simple liquid foods at the moment; she couldn't eat anything else.
"Don't worry, I'll open the door right away."
His deep, magnetic voice was full of affection as he got up and opened the door to the ward.
But the moment the door opened, he saw Song Weiwei.
She wore a white V-neck bodycon dress, revealing a large expanse of skin on her chest. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and her high heels made her calves appear slender and straight.
She had just heard Fu Yanshen's doting voice from outside the door and was secretly delighted.
No man had ever been so gentle with her before.
Could it be that Chief Fu Yanshen's attitude towards her has finally improved? Has he developed feelings for her?
Does that mean she has a chance to become Mrs. Fu in the future?
Song Weiwei stood at the door, extremely excited, her expression becoming even brighter and more excited.
She couldn't wait to throw herself into the man's arms and give him a loving kiss!
"Chief Fu, your voice was so affectionate just now, I'm almost embarrassed."
Song Weiwei stared at Fu Yanshen with a naked gaze and a very bold expression.
Fu Yanshen frowned as he looked at the uninvited guest at the door, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"What are you doing here? Miss Song, I advise you to have some self-respect."
The man's handsome face was dark and gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at Song Weiwei with a sinister expression, still maintaining that aloof attitude.
Song Weiwei's bright smile froze, and she stood at the door, looking sad and upset. She never expected Fu Yanshen to say such hurtful things to her.
She has self-respect too, okay?
This man was speaking so gently and affectionately just a moment ago... how could he change his attitude so quickly?
Could it be that he thought the person who knocked on the door just now was Xia Mian, which is why he was so gentle?
On what grounds?
Why is Xia Mian the only one who gets all his affection?
Song Weiwei's features were contorted with jealousy. She clenched her back teeth so tightly that she almost broke them.
His resentment and anger burned fiercely, and he gripped the fruit basket tightly with his fingers, wishing he could tear it to shreds!
"Chief Fu... can you please not be so heartless to me?" Song Weiwei said sadly, her eyes welling up with tears, looking pitiful and heartbreaking.
Fu Yanshen frowned deeply.
"Miss Song, there has never been any affection between us, so how can you talk about being heartless or not?"
Song Weiwei bit her lip in resentment, "Xia Mian is a gold digger. She must be after the Fu family's status and wealth!"
Xia Mian sat in a wheelchair and was pushed back to her ward by a nurse. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she heard Song Weiwei talking badly about her.
She raised an eyebrow slightly, signaling the nurse to stop.
She wanted to hear Fu Yanshen's answer.
If she's really after his family fortune, or money and status, he'll only be more excited.
What does this mean? It means that he has an advantage in making the map more convenient.
He would give Mianmian whatever she wanted, whatever he had.
The man's tone was icy. His well-tailored shirt hugged his tall, muscular frame, making his chest muscles bulge, and he exuded a strong aura of hormones.
He curled his lips into a smile, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes. How could a shallow woman like Song Weiwei possibly understand?
"I only regret that I gave too little! And that Mianmian asked for too little!"
Song Weiwei stared wide-eyed in astonishment at Fu Yanshen, unable to believe her eyes.
What is he saying? She can't quite understand.
Her heart felt like it was bleeding. Fu Yanshen, such a high and mighty man, was actually using that stunningly handsome face to say such humble words.
What kind of incense did Xia Mian burn? What kind of spell did she cast on Fu Yanshen?
So many people fawn over and praise Chief Fu!
Song Weiwei's vision went black again and again.
Sitting in her wheelchair in the corridor, Xia Mian clearly heard Fu Yanshen's words, and her heart swelled with warmth.
Song Weiwei thought Fu Yanshen had gone mad.
"Chief Fu, do you know what you're saying? Do you know who you are? Do you know what kind of family the Fu family is? You...you've gone mad!"
Fu Yanshen's face turned ashen. "Song Weiwei. In public, I am your superior, your leader; in private, we are strangers. Who gave you the right to speak to me like this?"
His tone was serious, his eyes were sinister, and his powerful aura made Song Weiwei involuntarily take two steps back.
She couldn't help but shudder at the menacing aura emanating from them, and their words left her speechless.
Tears streamed down her cheeks; she had actually been frightened to tears by Fu Yanshen!
"Miss Song! Are you here to sow discord, or to visit me?" Xia Mian, having had enough of watching the show, finally spoke.
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