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"Oh my god Rongrong, you are hurt!"
Song Muyao had no time to answer his question. When she saw the gauze wrapped around Song Qinrong's forearm, she exclaimed and rushed forward: "What's going on? How did it hurt? Is it serious? Does it hurt?"
Why didn¡¯t you tell me!
"Fu, I handed Rongrong over to you. Is this how you take care of her?" "
Fu Sichen didn't say anything. He just took out his cell phone with an ugly expression and made a call: "Bring the medicine box here, now."
Then he took Song Qinrong back to the house.
Song Qinrong¡¯s head was pounding. She had a premonition after her clothes got dirty. He had deliberately not let Fu Sichen see his sleeves.
Who knew that Song Muyao would accidentally hit and expose him.
She swallowed as she saw Fu Sichen's jaw tightened and his face gloomy as he carefully removed the gauze for her.
"It's just a few drops splashed on the surface. The gauze is wrapped so thick that it can't get wet inside."
Fu Sichen didn't say anything, he just raised his eyes and gave her a cold look.
Just that look made Song Qinrong feel inexplicably guilty.
It seems that she did not soil the gauze, but dug up Fu Sichen's ancestral grave.
Chen Yan arrived quickly, panting while holding a medicine box.
"Fourth Young Master, medicine box! How are you doing? Is Miss Song's injury okay? Is it serious eh?"
Looking at the gauze that Song Qinrong had just replaced, Chen Yan couldn't help but be stunned.
¡¡That's it? That's it!
Just a puddle of coffee stain as big as a fingernail?
When he received the call from Fourth Young Master just now, the cold and angry voice made him almost think that Song Qinrong's arm had been broken.
result¡¡
Chen Yan cursed in his heart. When he raised his head, he met Song Qinrong's helpless eyes.
The two people looked at each other and smiled tacitly.
Fu Sichen ignored the inner slander of the two men. He took the medicine box and coldly ordered to Chen Yan: "Let me investigate Fang Xin's matter. Three generations of our ancestors have investigated it thoroughly."
This is the rhythm of one person causing trouble and the whole family suffers.
Song Qinrong supported her forehead.
Chen Yan said "Oh" as he was accustomed to, shrugged and went out.
Recently, Zhang Yunian has been taking care of Fu Yan and Gu Xiyue in the hospital, and Fu Sichen is changing the gauze on Song Qinrong's arm.
Nowadays, great progress has been made, and the bandage can be completely bandaged within five minutes.
Song Muyao poked her head outside the door. Seeing that the temperature around Fu Sichen was slowly rising as Song Qinrong's arm recovered, she led Wei Li and Mo Ke in.
Song Qinrong¡¯s main purpose of coming here is to record an Easter egg for the film.
But she didn¡¯t want to show her face.
Wei Li had no choice but to do the next best thing and ask her to show her back and voice.
But Mo Ke stared at the stack of manuscripts on the table, and suddenly he had an idea and suggested recording a scene of Song Qinrong painting the manuscript of "Qing Yi".
Not only can everyone know at a glance that this is the author Leng Zhu, but it can also make readers and viewers full of expectations for the subsequent stories of "Qing Yi".
Wei Li¡¯s eyes lit up when he heard this.
Song Qinrong also nodded. To record the scene of her painting, all she had to do was make her hands appear in the mirror. At most, there would be a distant background, so that others wouldn't be able to recognize her when they saw her.
The two parties hit it off immediately, and Wei Li found a suitable location, asked Song Qinrong to sit on a chair, and started drawing in front of a piece of white paper.
The sun penetrated the mottled tree shadows and fell on the girl's delicate skin, which was so white that it glowed.
She lowered her eyes, and her long and thick eyelashes were like feather fans, trembling gently in the breeze of May.
The pencil was held by her slender and well-proportioned fingers and danced on the clean paper.
What a touching picture this is!
Everyone in the crew was watching with bated breath not far away, and many people even had uncontrollable tears slowly overflowing in their eyes.
What a nice view¡¡
Who would have thought that one day, not only would they be able to see Leng Zhu in person, but they would also be lucky enough to see Leng Zhu create "Tsing Yi" live.
It¡¯s enough for them to remember for a lifetime, okay?
Fu Sichen stood tall and tall, standing not far away, his fingertips filled with smoke.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, blew out a puff of smoke from his mouth, and looked in the direction of the girl, his brows filled with tenderness.
This is his little girl. When she is painting, her whole body seems to be glowing.?Go back first. Make an appointment next time. "
"Okay!" Wei Li was quite unhappy at first, but when he heard this, he immediately cheered up and nodded excitedly, "Let's make an appointment next time, make an appointment next time!"
Song Qinrong waved her hands and walked out tiredly.
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Fu Chengzhou has been hanging out in the bar for the past two days.
Now the people of the Fu family don't care about him at all, and Gu Xiyue doesn't even want to see him.
Although Bai Ling was closely guarded by Fu Sichen's people, he was not denied access.
But for some reason, after hearing what He Xiangming said, Fu Chengzhou's mind was completely confused, and he had completely lost the idea of ??going to see Bai Ling.
A person is immersed in alcohol, anesthetized, and does not leave any space for himself to wake up.
"Yingying, isn't that your brother?" Not far away, a girl asked Fu Shiying.
Fu Shiying frowned, looked in the direction of her finger, and said "tsk" in disgust: "He is not my brother now."
"He has been expelled from our Fu family collectively."
Gu Xiyue was sitting on the edge of the bed. Although her face was still pale, it was much better than before.
"Expelled?" She was stunned for a moment.
"Yes." Old Mrs. Fu stepped forward and took Gu Xiyue's hand, "Xiaoyue, it's our fault for raising that beast Fu Chengzhou. From now on, he will no longer be my grandson. Can you treat me as my granddaughter? ?¡±
Gu Xiyue moved her lips, not knowing what to say.
But Father Gu on the side spoke: "Old lady, you have taken care of our Xiaoyue during this period of time, and it is reasonable and reasonable for her to call you grandma from now on. What do you mean by granddaughter?"
Mrs. Fu smiled and nodded. She glanced out of the corner of her eyes and saw the packed boxes in the corner. She couldn't help but paused for a moment: "Xiaoyue was discharged from the hospital today?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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