After the divorce, the stand-in ex-wife exploded in the entertainment industry!

Si Fuqing returned to the apartment. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw three men ten meters apart from each other downstairs in the community, and her footsteps stopped.

Jiang Muqi, Gu Mo, and Huo Qi were probably following her just now.

Seeing her coming, Gu Mo and Huo Qi both walked up quickly and helped her from left to right.

Mi Ke, who was originally following her to help, was squeezed away.

"Qingqing, your leg is broken. It's definitely inconvenient to be alone. I'll stay here to take care of you." Huo Qi said attentively.

"And me, I haven't been able to do anything for the past two days. I just happened to stay to help you and bring you tea and water." Gu Mo echoed from the other side.

Jiang Muqi leaned against the wall coldly and snorted coldly.

Si Fuqing was flanked by these two people and almost couldn't walk smoothly.

She gently tugged at the corner of her lips and explained to the two of them, "Gu Mo, Mr. Huo, I just fractured my right leg, it's not a high amputation."

"Don't worry, you two. I can take care of myself. There is no need to mobilize troops like this."

Si Fuqing pulled the two men's hands away from each other and held his own.

"Qingqing..."

"Little Yuan..."

Gu Mo and Huo Qi were both anxious.

Si Fuqing looked troubled, "Gu Mo, Mr. Huo, you don't have to waste your time on me. Besides, it's not convenient for two of you to go back with me late at night, alone."

Gu Mo was anxious and wanted to explain, but his cell phone rang.

"Gu Actor, the crew just sent a message that you will be informed tonight that you need to cooperate in promoting a drama. Did you forget?"

A call from his agent.

Gu Mo was surprised, "Really? You didn't tell me about this announcement before..."

"Hey, my Mr. Gu, you don't care whether I told you before or not, but now I want you to appear. Do you think you can still give up your job?"

The agent on the other side of the phone was anxious.

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Gu Mo hung up the phone and looked at Si Fuqing apologetically, "Xiao Yuan, I'm sorry, I have an announcement tonight."

Si Fuqing couldn't help but said, "It doesn't matter, you can do your work first."

Gu Mo told her to call him at any time if necessary and not to be polite to him, then turned and left.

Huo Qi stared at Gu Mo's leaving figure and smiled, "Qingqing, I am your uncle. As an elder, I should always take care of you, right?"

Si Fuqing looked at him with a normal expression, thinking of excuses in her mind.

Suddenly, Huo Qi's cell phone rang.

"Hello, Mr. Huo?"

"Yes, are you..." Huo Qi picked up the phone again and looked at the screen, which showed his mother's note.

"Mr. Huo, it's like this. Your mother is in the hospital now, and the name of your note on her mobile phone is Mr. Huo..."

"My mother is in the hospital?!" Huo Qi was surprised and his voice rose an octave.

The hospital nurse didn't know what she said. Huo Qi turned around in a panic. Thinking of something, he turned back and came to Si Fuqing.

"Qingqing, I have to go to the hospital. When my mother's condition stabilizes, I will come over to see you."

Si Fuqing felt like the burden had been lifted off her shoulders, "When you get to the hospital, remember to say hello to your aunt for me."

Huo Di nodded, probably feeling a little guilty.

Before leaving, he said: "I will contact a nanny and nutritionist for you later and let them take care of your life these days."

"Thanks."

Both of them left, and Jiang Muqi, who was standing in the shadows, sneered.

He walked out of the shadows and looked at Si Fuqing. He didn't take the initiative to break the silence, but picked her up and walked to the apartment.

The moment her body was suspended in the air, Si Fuqing's heartbeat almost jumped out of her chest.

Then he struggled desperately, "Jiang Muqi!"

"Put me down!" Si Fuqing shouted loudly.

Jiang Muqi hugged her tighter and said, "Don't make trouble, you'll hurt your leg soon."

I don't know why he is so strong. He can hold her tightly while holding her.

Jiang Muqi took out the key from her pocket and opened the door, and locked the door from the inside as soon as she entered.

Si Fuqing didn't even have a chance to refuse his entry, and was as domineering as ever.

Since he couldn't drive him away, Si Fuqing could only accept it calmly.

"Jiang Muqi, how is Yanyan doing now?"

She had never seen Yan Yan again since she came back from the hospital, but before she fell into coma, she was only sure that Yan Yan's life was not in danger. As for the other matters, she had no time to judge because the matter was urgent.

Jiang Muqi suddenly lowered his head, looked at her seriously, and raised the corners of his lips, "Yanyan is fine."

The voice also became softer.

Si Fuqing was relieved, then thought of something, and suddenly raised his head,

"You threw Yan Yan to the hospital alone?"

Jiang Muqi looked at him, the light in his deep eyes lit up little by little, and he laughed softly, "She is not as seriously injured as you, she just has a scratch on her arm. After taking care of it, I sent her home to recuperate.

"

Otherwise, the little guy will just cry and cry, making him even more upset.

Si Fuqing nodded, and the tight air in his chest finally relaxed.

Jiang Muqi hugged her and asked her to lie on the sofa to rest.

"We'll take a rest after dinner." Jiang Muqi looked down at her, glanced around the room, took out the remote control from a corner and threw it to her.

"If you're bored, watch TV first."

Then, he poured a glass of boiled water from the water dispenser, placed it within reach of her hand, and turned around to enter the kitchen.

Si Fuqing raised her eyes and looked at his back, giving him a cold and indifferent look, showing no emotion.

I'm just curious, what happened to Jiang Muqi in the past few months to make him become so careful?

Si Fuqing was half leaning on the sofa. A popular variety show was playing on the TV.

She didn't look at the screen, but instead focused on the busy figures in the kitchen.

It wasn't until Jiang Muqi picked up the apron and tied it around his waist that Si Fuqing lost his composure.

But Jiang Muqi was very calm, like a housewife who was familiar with kitchen operations. She opened the refrigerator skillfully and took out some simple ingredients.

Then, the sound of water flowing and the clatter of vegetables being chopped soon came from the kitchen.

Jiang Muqi was busy in the kitchen, and his movements seemed smooth and skillful.

Si Fuqing was surprised that Jiang Muqi had been married to her for three years but had never cooked in the kitchen.

But like he is now, he is obviously a proficient person.

Did you develop it when you lived with Bai Qingqing before? Or did you develop it with Bai Xingchen?

Si Fuqing was confused.

I didn't want to pay attention to him, so I lay on the sofa and watched TV.

Neither of them paid any attention to the other.

In about half an hour, Jiang Muqi prepared the meal, which consisted of four dishes and one soup, two vegetarian and two meat dishes. It looked pretty good.

Jiang Muqi prepared the food and brought it to the dining table, put down his apron, and looked at her lying on the sofa.

Si Fuqing glanced past him at the dishes on the dinner table, her eyes moving slightly.

Jiang Muqi came over, picked her up and put her on the seat.

"Let's have a meal."

Si Fuqing clung to her chopsticks and stared at the table of food without moving.

Jiang Muqi saw it and frowned, "Is your hand injured too?"

"Of course not." Si Fuqing shook her head, she just hesitated suddenly.

Everything she saw before her was strange to her, and she was not used to it.