Chapter 82 That time, no condom was worn...
Wutong Island.
It was the apartment where Fu Wangye and Meng Beizhi lived together before.
Naturally, those dolls also belong to Meng Beizhi.
A hint of self-mockery flashed in Fu Wangye's dark eyes. Perhaps he was the only one who remembered those things so clearly.
——Meng Beizhi.
Maybe they don't care at all.
He said, "Don't ask me, just throw it away."
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The weather in Bincheng is similar to that in northern Beijing.
The doctor Song Yun arranged for her was very professional, but the treatment was not easy.
Grandma came with her.
There are also good treatments here that can target my grandmother’s condition. It can’t cure her, but at least it can alleviate the symptoms.
Nan Ting reported Ruan Qing's situation to her every day.
Coming out of the clinic again, Meng Beizhi was sweating profusely.
She has been having recurring dreams about the tower crash that day.
Even her mind would automatically derive an ending for her——
Fu Wangye's plane crashed.
The doctor said that this was because she did not personally confirm Fu Wangye's safety, so she automatically developed illusions in her head.
Nan Ting's voice came from the other side, "It's been almost three months. How are you doing recently?"
Meng Beizhi said, "It's much better now. Today's indicators are pretty much normal."
"That's good."
Nan Ting said, "Then let me tell you another piece of good news. I don't know who Long Yue offended recently, and he has lost several collaborations one after another. I heard that the Lu family is planning to force Lu Rang to step down."
I haven't heard Lu Rang's name for a long time.
Meng Beizhi frowned subconsciously.
Her aversion to Lu Rang had become physiological: "It was bound to happen sooner or later. He's so ugly."
Nan Ting smiled, but he wasn't very happy.
She sighed, and after a while she said, "I met Fu Wangye today. He asked me where you were, and I said I didn't know—"
"Beizhi, he seems angry."
Nan Ting originally went to the hospital to get medicine today, but ran into Fu Wangye who was having a follow-up checkup.
When he saw Nan Ting, he didn't actually react.
He only asked, "Is Meng Beizhi still in Jingbei?"
Nan Ting said, "I don't know."
He nodded expressionlessly, "It seems that he is definitely not in Jingbei anymore."
There are only three sentences of dialogue.
Then Fu Wangye left without looking back.
He had lost a lot of weight, and his already stern facial features became even more hardline.
There is also an indifference that cannot be ignored.
Meng Beizhi listened to the entire process and said softly, "Don't worry about him."
"But Beizhi, are you really not going to tell him the truth? Don't you think it's a pity that you missed each other like this..."
Meng Beizhi did not answer Nan Ting's question.
——Is it a pity?
She doesn't know.
There was no chance of turning back for her.
I just hung up the phone with Nan Ting.
Meng Beizhi suddenly felt his stomach churning.
She subconsciously covered her mouth and retched——
I thought it was just a side effect of the treatment and I should be able to recover in a short while.
But even when she got home, she still felt nauseous from time to time.
The servant I hired made fish soup.
When Meng Beizhi smelled the fishy smell, he felt his stomach churning even more violently.
suddenly--
She reacted to something.
Her period never came.
Meng Beizhi opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
That time she and Fu Wangye were in the hotel——
No condom.
Later, because she was busy, she forgot to take the birth control pill.
Meng Beizhi subconsciously raised her hand and touched her belly.
His lips were tightly pursed.
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Nan Ting’s statement that Long Yue had been withdrawn from several collaborations was not false.
To be exact, it's not just Long Yue.
Even the Meng family was affected.
Meng Wencheng slammed the document down on his desk. "What on earth do these people want to do? Before, they were begging me to cooperate, and now it seems like I have to pay them back!"
Su Xiu and Meng Nanyou stood at the door, "Is there any misunderstanding? Why don't I go and talk to the ladies?"
Meng Wencheng's face became even more displeased.
"How much do you really know about company affairs? You guys are just playing cards with your wives, but you dare to talk nonsense about these things?!"
"dad--"
Meng Nanyou was unhappy. "Mom is just worried about you. Why do you say that to her?"
Su Xiu held her hand and signaled her with her eyes to stop talking.
Meng Wencheng is angry now, so don't bring bad luck upon yourself.
However.
Meng Wencheng looked at Meng Nanyou and suddenly said, "Nanyou, have you been in touch with Mr. Fu recently?"
Meng Nanyou bit her lip and said, "Yes, I do, but I always feel like he seems a little impatient with me recently."
Fu Yunfei was very enthusiastic when he first met her.
But I haven't asked her out much recently.
Even when she invited him out, he didn't seem happy to come out.
Su Xiu quickly asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Meng Nanyou couldn't suppress the irritation between her eyebrows. "What can I say? He always says he's busy with work."
Su Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.
She patted Meng Nanyou's arm and said, "You silly girl, Mr. Fu is going to inherit the entire Haitian Group in the future, so of course he's very busy."
"How can you be angry with him at this time? Especially at times like this, you should be more caring and understanding towards him."
Meng Wencheng stared at Meng Nanyu for a while.
His tone gradually slowed down. "Your mother is right. Mr. Fu is a very busy man. You can't act like a child with him."
"Well, can you invite Mr. Fu to our house for dinner this week? I want to express our family's respect for him."
Fu Yunfei was in the company when he received a call from Meng Nanyu.
Fu Wangye's return is a foregone conclusion.
So there have been some personnel changes in the company's senior management recently.
Frankly speaking——
When you have enough free time, it's nice to play with Meng Nanyu.
But now he is already busy and exhausted, and he still has to coax her.
Fu Yunfei was not very happy.
He hung up Meng Nanyou's phone directly.
I quickly replied with two words on WeChat: meeting.
And then he ignored it.
Just the moment of turning my head——
I just happened to see Fu Wangye coming out of the conference room, surrounded by Haitian’s senior executives.
A hint of jealousy flashed in Fu Yunfei's eyes, but he still stepped forward with the information.
"Mr. Fu, here is a document that needs your signature."
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