Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

The noon sun was shining brightly, Fu Shijin raised his head, ripples in his calm eyes, looking at the person who had been avoiding her.

She was wearing the white and blue student school skirt in the play. The corners of the skirt were slightly lifted by the wind. Perhaps because of her makeup, she looked very pitiful and pitiful.

She rushed over quickly. When no one could react, Fu Shijin's hands were empty, and her eyes deepened: "Can't what?"

——Why can't you smoke?

Because of what, you will know, you will react so much? Obviously broke up, or do you want me to stop when you see me smoking?

She seemed to be expecting something Shi Qingyue could say, but the person looked at the smoke falling on the ground as if he was relieved, shook his head, and glanced at He Changchang who was next to her, his voice dropped instantly.

"nothing……"

The wind in the tea garden in May and June brought a few wisps of heat, and Fu Shijin couldn't bear the appearance of her wanting to talk every time, her brows were already frowned, her throat rolled a few times, and Xiao Zhang had already run away when she was about to say something. come over.

"Sister, Director Qi said that he would add another scene and was calling you and Actor Zeng to pass."

The atmosphere here is almost stagnant, and when Xiao Zhang rescues the field, Qing Yi quickly said sorry to leave with his head down, his hands are tight, which can be seen from a long distance.

Fu Shijin looked at her back, it might be that the summer wind was too hot, which made her feel particularly irritable.

This is already the case, does she have any difficulties?

Was she always abandoning, embezzling property and causing herself to be knocked into this way, what else does she have to worry about?

She squeezed the wheelchair tightly, her heart swelled and pained, He Chenchang quickly handed the medicine over: "How about? Would you like a doctor to come over..."

She shook her head silently, but her face was gradually pale.

He said that he was okay, so he went to the hospital that afternoon, and Fu Siting came to pick him up in person.

The crew was silent throughout the afternoon. Director Qi smoked a bunch of cigarettes on the set, and just as a leader came to inspect the tea garden, he gave everyone a day off.

——In case the biggest investor in this movie disappears on the set, the movie will become pornographic.

Fortunately, the villain had a big life, and after a few hours of rescue, he survived.

He Chenchang waited outside the ward, Fu Siting had a gloomy and terrible face, and kept pacing outside the ward, without saying anything in the end.

Fu Shijin's things were still in the hotel, and He Chenchang went back to get her some clothes.

When I went out, it was raining heavily outside. Yang Yueyi recently took other artists on a variety show. She couldn't talk to her crew. She was frightened by the rain when she went out. She wore a mask and mask and was escorted by an assistant all the way to the car before she stopped. Come down.

She had sharp eyes. Just getting on the car, she saw people standing under the green trees outside the hospital. She was wearing a khaki windbreaker, wearing a mask and holding an umbrella. Only one pair of eyes were exposed. The rain was intense, and the waterfall-like curtain of water hit the people. On his body, holding an umbrella is also useless, and his clothes are soaked.

That is--

Fu Shijin was not awake in the hospital. She was not in a hurry. The rain was too heavy and she got wet. She went back to take a shower and ate dinner. When the rain became a little bit smaller, it was already 7 or 8 in the evening.

When He Chanchang opened the door, he saw people standing in the corridor with wet hair and a change of clothes. He turned around when he heard the door open.

She has a thin figure but is very suitable for photogenic. The white light on the hotel floor casts a layer of white glaze on her neck and earlobes. The lining of the person is exceptionally white, perhaps because it is too white, exquisite and eye-catching. All of his facial features give people a sense of fragility that is broken at the touch of a touch.

The glamorous and full-faced beauty is as clear as the time, and there are such pitiful and fragile times.

Fu Shijin is not here today, so she should be looking for herself.

Realizing this, He Chenshang's whole person stiffened. She found that she was a little panicked, similar to the guilt that she had taken Fu Shijin from this person and caused her to be so sad.

But she knew that she didn't, never had it.

"Senior Shi..." In fact, the two of them made their debut together. This sentence shouldn't be necessary for Seniors, "Look for me, what's the matter?"

After finishing speaking, I felt that I was really silly to ask, and asked and answered dryly: "Mr. Fu is out of danger, and the situation is okay now. I will send Mr. Fu something."

She tightened the bag in her hand, as if to prove that she had really sent something in the past.

"Yeah." The person on the other side lowered his eyes and responded in a low voice. After a while of silence, he showed a pale smile: "Would you like to go down together?"

Since Shi Qingyue was invited, she naturally couldn't say no. It's a pity that today's elevator didn't know how it was broken, and a maintenance sign was posted. He Chenchang's body stiffened a bit and she had to follow Shi Qingyue up the stairs.

The two people were in the corridor, only the sound of empty footsteps was terrifying. He Chenshou didn't know what he was doing and suddenly said, "Fortunately, Mr. Fu is not here today, otherwise I don't know how to go down."

After speaking, I regretted it. She was not here because she was hospitalized.

"really."

Shi Qingyue actually replied to her, with a gentle voice, with a little smile, He Chenchang felt a little relieved inexplicably.

"She is not in good health. It was all made when drinking in the previous game. It has been a few years, and it is easy to hurt at night if she has not been raised properly."

The woman's voice was gentle, without any intention of demonstration, and it was not offensive.

"I don’t like to eat cold salads. I don’t like fruit salad. I like to put a few peppers in the soup. You must be careful not to let her drink or smoke. She has a very good personality. Lose your temper and drive people, and occasionally get sulky for a while, don't be afraid."

He Sushou listened carefully, he couldn't help but lowered his head when he heard it, smiled helplessly, and muttered.

"I'm afraid Mr. Fu will only listen to you..."

Others said that of course they wouldn't lose their temper, because they didn't care at all, so they couldn't persuade them.

Shi Qingyue didn't hear her sigh, and asked what you said, He Chenshou smiled reluctantly and shook his head.

When she reached the first floor, Shi Qingyue stretched out her hand and handed it over: "I boiled crucian carp soup for her, please take it with you."

After a pause, as if he was afraid that Fu Shijin would not drink it when he knew it, his throat rolled, and he added: "Needless to say, I gave it."

An unspeakable complex emotion surged in He Changshou's heart. He felt embarrassed at the back of Shi Qingyi inexplicably, and chased him two steps.

"Senior Shi, the relationship between me and President Fu is not what you think..."

The eyes of the person on the other side suddenly lit up for a few minutes, and then slowly went out for some reason as if they were thinking of something.

He smiled reluctantly: "It has nothing to do with me."

What she said was relieved, but it was painful in He Chenchang's eyes.

This journey seemed awkward to He Changchang. When he arrived at the hospital at ten o'clock in the evening, Fu Shijin was already awake. She carried the insulation box and put it outside, and waited for Fu Shiting to finish talking with Fu Shijin before going in.

Fu Shijin closed his eyes, as if tired: "Let it go, I don't want to eat."

Fustin frowned when he listened at the window of the ward, and he didn't dare to call his parents or scold the sick person. He was really angry with himself.

"It's better to eat a little bit." He Chenshou bit his scalp and opened the insulation box and scooped out a bowl of soup. The aroma of crucian soup filled the ward, and Fustin stared at him, but he was still fed into her mouth.

When he took the first sip, Fu Shijin opened his eyes and choked some unresponsively. He coughed very badly. He coughed the soup on the ward and it was difficult to breathe.

Fu Siting was terrified. Just when he came over to call a nurse, he saw his desperate sister firmly holding He Changchang's hand, and his anxious lips turned dark.

"Who gave you this soup?"

It was just a bite to conclude that He Chenchang couldn't make it.

Shi Qingyue has no talent for cooking, but she still knows how to cook when she grew up in the countryside. Because it was her grandmother who was good at making soup that brought her up, she was able to make soup.

When I was pleased with Fu Shijin before, I quietly put a lot of them on her desk.

He Changchang suddenly felt weak.

Fu Yinghou, who had no appetite, slapped her face on the spot and drank the soup without a sip.

Fu Siting sneered and sneered next to him: "Fu Shijin! Look at you, if someone gives you a sweet date, you can be coaxed away. It's really a waste of raising you for so many years."

The noble and glamorous years in the past were fake.

After feeding the last bite, Fu Siting became more and more annoyed: "If you don't eat or drink, she will speak for what she sends, or I will bring her over to cook for you?"

The closed eyes of the person on the hospital bed moved, and after a long while, it seemed that he was really thinking about it.

"Can."

Fustin choked suddenly.

He Changchang had already gone back, and only their siblings were left in the entire ward. Fu Siting put her dangling hands under the quilt, feeling helpless.

"Shijin, stop making trouble, it's the eldest brother who is sorry for you."

If he was not so resolute at the beginning and blocked all her contacts, Shi Jin would not be fooled by the scum and would not even have a place to stay until he was hit by a car.

His throat is a little hoarse: "Shi Jin, you need to take a good rest for your illness."

Fu Shijin didn't speak, only his heart throbbed little by little.

It seems that her luck has not been very good. She was deceived when she met the person she liked for the first time in decades.

But the fact that she had a heart problem has always been a secret, except for her eldest brother and herself, and even her parents did not dare to tell it.

You can't get any alcohol or cigarettes when you have a heart attack. Shi Qingyue stopped him because he knew that he couldn't get cigarettes.

There are many other explanations for not being exposed to cigarettes.

But Shi Qingyue was so rushed and anxious at the time, which made her feel wrong.

——If she is really because of her heart disease.

Then where did she know it?

Only in the previous life, I had been ill in front of her.

Fu Shijin closed his eyes, hiding his restlessness and doubts.

——

The luck of "Dangerous Building" is really bad, and it is catching up with the provincial leaders coming to inspect the tea garden, and temporarily set a time to receive a group of foreign friends for an exchange meeting.

The crew negotiated with Chayuan for a period of time. Chayuan reduced some of the fees for the crew. The crew temporarily moved to other places to shoot other parts. When Shi Qingyi followed the crew to change sites, he received a court summons.

Fu Shijin sued her to court for embezzling other people's property.

Soon after receiving the summons, Yang Yueyi took the plane overnight to ask her what to do.

"I can't do anything," Shi Qingyue sat on the sofa, rubbing the summons, and said silently for a while: "What I said is true, it is indeed my embezzlement of her personal property."

He also swallowed a lot, worth several hundred million.

But I didn't expect Fu Shijin to do so absolutely.

Yang Yueyi was as anxious as the ants on the hot pot, with a headache: "Now is the peak of your career, and your seat is not stable yet, Qingyue, are you sure you can't negotiate with Fu Yinghou for a private solution?"

If it goes to court, it can be found out. Once it is exposed, Qingyue will be completely destroyed.

"I went to Fu Ying and resolved it privately."

——

The disinfectant in the hospital smells strong, and there is no one in Fu Shijin's ward. He Chenchang is still on the crew. There will be her play in the afternoon, and Fu Siting is even more busy without touching the ground.

When she opened the door, only Fu Shijin was inside. She leaned in a pale ward, with light chestnut curly hair spread on the snow-white bedding, holding a book in her hand, and she was slightly excited when she saw her coming. Laugh, close the book.

"You came."

Unsurprisingly and inevitable.