President Fu's new wife

Chapter 732 Not a good age to coax (1)
Xiao Xing couldn't help but hesitate, going to the hospital?
"So serious?" Need to go to the hospital?

Xiaoxing just asked, and then saw Zhang Xiaofan nodding at her: "You don't know that he has been admitted to the hospital twice because of stomach problems in the past two years. Stomach medicine and painkillers are kept in the office drawer all day long. What's the point of taking medicine all day long?"

Xiao Xing suddenly sank into an abyss in his heart, but he didn't want to say more, just looked down at the food on his dinner plate, and suddenly lost his appetite.

Yan Lian also looked at Xiaoxing, saw her frown, and said lightly: "I want him to go to the hospital too, but he said he is not sick, he is a big man, how can I control him?" thought of."

"I think the boss must be suffering from anorexia." Zhang Xiaofan picked up his chopsticks and concluded.

Yan Lian frowned: "Anorexia?"

"Well, anorexia is a lack of appetite, and you don't want to eat any food you see."

Yan Lian nodded slightly: "It's really similar." Although that guy just had trouble with himself, he really couldn't eat anything, so there's nothing wrong with saying that.

Xiao Xing put down his chopsticks: "Eat slowly, both of you!"

"Sister Zhuo, don't you want to eat?" Seeing Xiaoxing getting up and leaving, she was immediately upset.

"No appetite!" Xiao Xing left without looking back.

Seeing Yan Lian's involuntary anger, Zhang Xiaofan also put down his chopsticks: "Then I also—"

"Don't you understand?" He said lightly, pulling her wrist and pulling her back into the seat.

"What do you mean?"

"She couldn't eat anymore because she heard you say that your boss has anorexia. Don't you make her feel more uncomfortable by following the past?"

"This... But I saw that you also lost your appetite!"

Yan Lian only felt a pain in his head, one was like this, and the other was like that too.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't look at him indifferently, the two of them just spent so much time.

And Xiao Xing stood at the door of the office and felt that he couldn't get along with his anger. What the hell was he doing?
People in their 30s still go on hunger strikes, don't you think it's naive?
Or is it really anorexic?

When she got off work in the afternoon, she followed Li Yang's call and opened the office door: "You had a low fever and a high fever last night, are you sure you're okay now?"

She closed the door, and when she turned her head, he happened to come out of it too.

At that moment, Fu Zhi just looked at her coldly, seeing the tenderness in her eyes, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, then turned and left.

"I'm off work to pick up the kids now, and we'll talk when I get back." Xiao Xing hung up the phone after finishing speaking, but immediately chased after Fu Zhi.

With Fu Zhi's tall figure and slender legs, he walked naturally very fast. She almost ran and caught up with him at the elevator entrance because he was waiting for the elevator.

"Why don't you have a good meal?" she asked seriously.

Fu Zhi ignored her, walked in the elevator as soon as it opened, and Xiao Xing followed him in: "I heard that you have been admitted to the hospital several times in the past two years because of stomach problems."

He still didn't speak, but frowned unhappily.

"Fu Zhi—"

"Ms. Zhuo, I hope I'm not misunderstanding again. I think you care about me." He questioned in a cold voice.

"Yes, I am concerned about you." Xiao Xing felt angry looking at his indifferent appearance, and said it bluntly.

Ms. Zhuo, does he want to make a clear distinction?

He stood opposite her with his hands in his pockets, and then looked at her with a sneer: "Then I want to ask you, what position do you use to care about me now? Are you still qualified?"

He intended to speak to her every word in such an indifferent tone.

"Fu Zhi, you are an adult."

"Of course I'm not at the age that Xiao Xiaoxing and Xiao Zhi are easy to coax."

What does he mean by that?
How much fun do simple children have?
Naturally, he, an adult in his 30s, is not easy to coax?
"The body is yours—well, there is nothing to talk about between us." She was really defeated, defeated by his indifference, who pretended so well.

She couldn't help looking at him with hateful eyes, she didn't have no resentment in her heart, he used his body to torture her.

A majestic international rich man, who once pressed her under him and entangled her children-the most important person in this life, but with this-

It's unbearably despicable.

She just looked at him with hatred, but he smiled even more indifferently.

"What else can we talk about? We really don't have anything to talk about. After you and Li Yang were entangled in the car, and since you brought the man and child back to China to attend the old man's funeral, I don't know if there is anything between us." What to say."

He suddenly roared.

Xiao Xing's body trembled, and his eyes became crystal clear.

She was so breathless, and her love and hatred for him were intertwined. She didn't want to feel wronged because of the things she had done and the ridicule of him now.

Because that was her own choice, because even if things happened again, she would not take her life to get entangled with the man she loved the most.

He might never understand, it was because he was the most important that she dared to let him go at that time.

Until he went to the United States for so long, until he called her to come back to attend the old man's funeral, even if it was just a few words, she still thought that they would eventually get back together.

He has nostalgia for her, and her affection for him has never diminished.

The hateful and killing eyes of the two did not last long, and he walked away without looking back when the elevator opened.

Xiao Xing also walked out with firm steps.

I never knew how hard it is to pursue someone.

She also thought about whether she would fall in love with someone madly one day, and then run behind him and call his name to tell him that she fell in love with him and fell in love with him.

The front desk greeted each other politely, but neither of the two of them gave anyone an expression. They always had the same indifferent expression in the elevator, and they just walked out of the building one after another with red eyes.

When she walked to the parking lot he was already in the car and off.

At that moment, the car passed by her, as if her coat had been scratched.

She just stood there so coldly, feeling the cool wind that paralyzed half of her face.

Tears slid across the face, so stubborn.

Holding the car keys tightly in his palm, his whole body was about to freeze, and he didn't know whether it was the cold winter or the iceberg-like man.

He is not completely an iceberg, she knows it, because she has felt his enthusiasm, tenderness, and love.

Two years, can two years ruin a period of unforgettable memories?
(End of this chapter)