much deliberation, Xia Wan'yu could only pin her hopes on Madam Fu. She had no other choice but to rely on this lifeline."Auntie, I'm afraid they'll ask about Zheng QiuZhi's past at the banquet!""Wha...Chapter 909: It Can Only Be You

"Oh You can do it" Fu Huazhen knew his son's character well, "Don't you try to procrastinate me."

"Our family, the Joes, are not in a position for you to have such doubts."

Fu Huazhen smiled, “ Qiao is still the one with foresight! Alright, I agree to your terms, but don’t make it too long, Uncle Fu doesn't have much patience.”

Well, I have an idea.

......

Xu Qinghuan didn't immediately return to Dongyue Bay with Fu Yan.

She knows best what she looks like now! I'm afraid that even if they saw her, they would be scared.

Back in the hotel suite, Fu Yan Shi's cleanliness issues flared up as soon as he saw beer cans scattered all over the floor, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Why don't you go take a nap for a while."

"And what about you" Xu Qinghuan looked up at him.

"I'll tidy up."

"I'll do it myself. You have wounds on your body and hands."

Fu Yan repeatedly said, without moving, with a commanding tone, "Go to sleep."

"Good."

He watched Xu Qinghuan return to bed, her small figure a mound under the covers. He let out a soft sigh and then leaned down to pick up the empty bottle.

It is obvious that Xu Qinghuan relies heavily on alcohol now.

She has never acted like this before! She even used to hate drinking.

Fu Yan was moving slowly while tidying up the room because of his injury. He thought Xu Qinghuan had fallen asleep, so he didn't call for hotel staff to clean up. Of course, he also wanted to spend a little more time alone with Xu Qinghuan.

Who knows if she would turn cold again the next second, say harsh words, and drive him away

Fu Yan's lips twitched bitterly.

To have reached this point in life, one wonders if it is a success or a failure.

The room is tidied up, and it's already late at night outside!

He walked slowly to the bed, just as he was about to reach out his hand, he saw Xu Qinghuan's clear and bright eyes staring right back at him.

"Still awake"

Xu Qinghuan nodded, "Well... I have insomnia."

"So that's why you had so much to drink"

She hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement, "Yes."

“Tomorrow, I’ll take you to the hospital, okay” Fu Yan sat beside her bed, using his left hand to caress her hair, repeating over and over again, “If we are sick, we will be treated. But please don't think about ending everything anymore. Just keep pestering me like this, for a lifetime, that’s all.”

Xu Qinghuan's body went from stiff to slowly softening, leaning against Fu Yanshi's leg.

After a long while, she spoke.

At the banquet, I spoke up.

"I know," he murmured, his thin lips moving. "Mr. Han told me."

After receiving the phone call, Fu Yan immediately rushed to the hotel where Xu Qinghuan was staying.

Now, Xu Qinghuan's every move, no matter how small or insignificant, he doesn't dare to be the slightest negligent. He's truly afraid that one day he will receive news of her death...

You can withdraw your appeal.

"No, this is fine."

"During the banquet, you withdraw," Xu Qinghuan's attitude also hardened.

He paused for a second, nodded, "As you wish."

"Dr. Joe said I'm selfish," she said, her gaze drifting across the ceiling, which flickered with the colors of the neon lights outside. "He wasn't wrong. That's who I am."

"What kind of person are you, I want to keep you by my side too, so it won't be affected."

"Clearly there are many better..."

"Don't you understand" Fu Yan shi stroked his hair lightly, "It can only be you."

>There is better.

But he won't choose, and he doesn't even want to look.ocked on the door.Xu Qinghuan wiped her hands and walked over to open it."Good morning, Ms. Xu!" Today, Josie Ho broke new ground by not wearing her usual white coat but instead a white dress that mad...