Chapter 111: Showing off their love and torturing single people! Their words are infuriating!
Song Weiwei turned her head in surprise and saw Xia Mian sitting in a wheelchair right behind her!
Xia Mian's face was full of sarcasm, "If you didn't know better, you would think you came to visit me, a patient. If you didn't know better, you would think you came to steal my boyfriend."
Song Weiwei retorted, "I didn't!"
"Then why did I hear someone call me a gold digger!" Xia Mian sneered, directly exposing her lie. "Did I steal your money? You're calling me a gold digger?"
She finally managed to utter a complete sentence, only to run into a tea-grooming woman like Song Weiwei.
Honestly, if her neck hadn't still hurt, she would have cursed Song Weiwei to death.
The injury on her neck severely hampered her performance!
After she said those two sentences, her neck started hurting terribly.
She gently raised her hand and touched the gauze wrapped around her neck.
This is a bit annoying!
"You!" Song Weiwei was so angry at Xia Mian that she almost fainted. Didn't Xia Mian say that she was injured and couldn't speak?
How can she be so sharp-tongued? The things she says are absolutely infuriating!
Fu Yanshen gestured for the nurse to leave, and he personally pushed Xia Mian into the ward. The man reached out his strong arm to lift her from the wheelchair and then gently placed her on the hospital bed.
Xia Mian sweetly wrapped her arms around Fu Yanshen's long neck, a sweet smile on her lips.
She blinked her watery eyes at Fu Yanshen and reached out to scratch the soft flesh on the man's waist.
The man smiled and couldn't help but bite her lip, a gesture that was both ambiguous and intimate.
"Naughty!"
Song Weiwei's face was ashen, and she stood there with a vicious look in her eyes, wishing she could skin Xia Mian alive!
The Song and Fu families are old friends, and she has loved Fu Yanshen since she was a child. Tell me, which young lady in the whole circle doesn't love him?
Unexpectedly, Xia Mian stole the prize! How could someone from a poor, destitute family be worthy of standing next to Fu Yanshen?
Xia Mian is utterly useless except for her pretty face, and she is completely out of place in the top-tier wealthy family, the Fu family!
"Xia Mian, how shameless of you! Can you please stop being so promiscuous? I haven't even left yet! And you're already trying to seduce Chief Fu!"
Song Weiwei angrily scolded, "You're so unladylike! You don't act like a proper young lady at all! You really are from a humble family, you can't stand up to anyone!"
"What did you say?" Xia Mian touched the gauze on her neck and looked at Song Weiwei with a look that said she was crazy. "We're a couple. Isn't it normal for couples to be a little intimate?"
"Could it be that you'd be happy to see us break up and never speak to each other again?"
Xia Mian stared at Song Weiwei with a sarcastic look in her eyes, a half-smile on her face.
She did it on purpose, deliberately, specifically to provoke Song Weiwei.
really!
Song Weiwei was so angry that her blood was surging and she was furious. She pointed at Xia Mian and cursed, "You really have no shame!"
She was furious, and her cheeks turned bright red with anger.
"Miss Song! Where is your manners? My girlfriend is still a patient, and you call it a visit, but you show her absolutely no respect whatsoever!"
Fu Yanshen had a cold and stern expression, a powerful yet restrained aura, and a pair of dark eyes filled with overwhelming coldness.
His voice was cold and impatient.
"Please leave!"
Song Weiwei's eyes were filled with anger, resentment, jealousy, and malice!
Xia Mian! You made me lose face in front of Fu Yanshen so much. One day, I will make you pay the price!
She glared fiercely and resentfully at Xia Mian, then turned away angrily, striding off in her high heels.
Xia Mian looked at the woman's arrogant back and pouted in anger.
If she had to choose between the two Song sisters, she felt that Song Tianxue was at least a decent person.
Song Weiwei isn't even a person!
He's a scumbag!
Fu Yanshen immediately brought the fragrant millet porridge to Xia Mian's lips, his tone full of affection, "Mianmian, have some millet porridge. I had it specially made for you."
Xia Mian has been drinking water for the past two days, and only occasionally has a little bit of thin porridge.
She glanced down at the golden, fragrant millet porridge and immediately opened her little mouth.
He put the porridge in his mouth, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"It's delicious." She looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her, so handsome it made her weak in the knees, and the unpleasantness she felt earlier because of Song Weiwei instantly disappeared.
Fu Yanshen fed her another sip, and couldn't resist gently rubbing his head against her pert little nose.
His face was full of doting affection.
Xia Mian's cheeks flushed, and she gave an awkward snort, "I don't know why a certain high-ranking official is so popular, with one rich young lady after another coming over to show off to me!"
As she spoke, she puffed out her cheeks, looking like an angry little pufferfish.
Fu Yanshen lowered his eyes and smiled, "What? Are you unhappy?"
Xia Mian tilted her head and glared at him. "I'm just unhappy, so what?"
Fu Yanshen stretched out his long arm and embraced her slender body, his large hand gently stroking her back.
The man smiled broadly. "How about your boyfriend comforts you? Don't be upset."
He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, then kissed her forehead, lightly and softly, like a feather.
"No matter how many women rush up to me, it has nothing to do with me. I only have eyes for Mianmian."
"So, Mianmian, don't be unhappy."
Hearing the man's coaxing words, Xia Mian felt a soft ripple in her heart.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at the man's handsome face. He had a straight nose, thin lips, and dark eyes, making him strikingly handsome.
She nestled against his chest, burying herself in his arms.
She reached out her two small hands to hug the man's strong waist, and she could feel his well-defined and powerful abdominal muscles.
The man looked down at Xia Mian, the watch face reflecting white light under the lamp, his black hair falling down his side, and a smile in his dark eyes.
This scene was very beautiful and heartwarming.
Just as Fu Yanshen's lips were getting closer and closer, about to land on Xia Mian's lips.
The two people in the room were startled.
A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Yanshen's dark eyes as he saw his grandmother staggering towards the hospital bed.
"Grandma? What brings you here?"
Madam Fu's attention was entirely on Xia Mian, and she didn't even spare a glance for her eldest grandson, whom she was always so proud of.
She held Xia Mian's cold little hand tightly. "Mianmian, how are you? Are you feeling better? You silly child, why didn't you tell Grandma about such a big thing?"
The old woman's eyes were red and moist. "Such a terrible thing, Mianmian! You're so bad, you didn't even tell me... Do you know how worried I was on my way here?"
Madam Fu imagined countless scenes in her mind: Xia Mian lying in a pool of blood, Xia Mian bleeding profusely, Xia Mian lying on a cold operating table...
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