Fang Wanqing was worried that Fu Wujun would come over and make him angry again. Fu Jingchuan also warned them repeatedly not to disturb Fu Wujun, so she couldn't help but persuade him:
"Youyou is right. Just take care of yourself first. Don't think too much. When you recover, you will have plenty of time. Don't rush this moment..."
"What you say then will be of no use as it is now." Fu Wujun interrupted her, "It's not like you don't know Jingchuan's temper."
"You know you still have to provoke him now. How many times has he warned you not to look for Shiyang in private? How dare you..."
Before Fang Wanqing could finish her words, Fu Wujun interrupted her again: "He has confiscated my shares, so what are you afraid of?"
Fang Wanqing: "..."
"Anyway, I'm going to die right now. There's no point in lying here half-dead. Do it while you can still do something for him, lest you wake up one day."
Fu Wujun said and looked at Fu Youyou, "You can arrange this."
"Ah?" Fu Youyou hesitated and tried to persuade him, "Dad, I think your health is the most important thing..."
"I know my own body." Fu Wujun interrupted her forcefully, "You make arrangements, and remember not to let your brother know."
"..." Fu Youyou looked at Fang Wanqing for help.
Fang Wanqing shook her head helplessly, saying she was helpless.
Fu Youyou pouted in frustration and had a headache, but she didn't dare not listen.
She tried to send a WeChat message to Shiyang. When the message was sent, she saw the message "You are not friends" reported back by the system. Only then did she realize that Shiyang had deleted her at some point.
Fu Youyou stared at the string of words and struggled for a long time, and had to try to dial Shiyang's old phone number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable." When the customer service's polite voice came, Fu Youyou turned to Fu Wujun, "Dad, I don't have my sister-in-law's contact information."
She originally thought that Fu Wujun would give up the idea, but Fu Wujun threw his phone to her directly: "There is her phone number on it."
Fu Youyou: "..."
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Shiyang left the hospital and took a walk home.
The sky has slowly darkened.
When the lanterns first came on, the neon lights flashed and the road was extremely lively.
Shi Yang didn't feel very relaxed and happy in his heart.
The significance of Shen Yu to Fu Jingchuan, her family, and Fu Jingchuan's family are all insurmountable gaps.
These things never fade or disappear over time.
When he was approaching the gate of the community, Shiyang's cell phone rang.
Shiyang glanced at the phone, which was unfamiliar yet vaguely familiar. She hesitated and picked up.
"Sister-in-law." Fu Youyou's hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Youyou?" Shiyang called her uncertainly.
"It's me." Fu Youyou said, still a little embarrassed, "Well, I want to ask you, are you free these days?"
"What's the matter?" Shiyang asked confused.
"That's it..." Fu Youyou was conflicted and entangled, "My dad said he wants to see you, can you come to the hospital to see him?"
Shiyang: "..."
"Sister-in-law?" Before Shiyang could reply, Fu Youyou called her nervously.
"Is...what's the matter?" Shiyang asked softly.
"I don't know either." Fu Youyou didn't dare to say it clearly, "He just wants to talk to you."
"I..." Shiyang pursed his lips and finally rejected Fu Youyou, "It may be inconvenient these days. You should let him take good care of his health first."
Fu Youyou didn't know whether to feel relieved or disappointed: "Well, let me talk to my dad."
After saying that, he couldn't help but hesitantly told her: "Can you not tell my brother about this?"
Shiyang nodded slightly: "Yes."
"Thank you, sister-in-law. I won't disturb you for now." Fu Youyou thanked her and hung up the phone.
Shiyang forced a smile on his lips and listened to the "beep" busy tone on the other end of the phone, but there was no response.
She took a long breath and when she raised her eyes, she unexpectedly saw Fu Jingchuan standing opposite.
He didn't know when he was standing there, wearing a straight black coat, looking at her quietly from a short distance away.
Shiyang slowly slid down the mobile phone that was placed next to her ear, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth slowly narrowed.
"Why...are you here?" she asked softly, slowly putting away her phone.
"Waiting for you." Fu Jingchuan said, walking towards her.
