MTL - The Movie Star’s Wife Demands a Divorce Every Day-Chapter 124 regret

   Chapter 124 Regret

  Sporadic helped Su Qian open the door of Fu Nanshen's room. As soon as a gap was opened, a desk lamp smashed directly over, and Su Qian caught it subconsciously.

   She kicked the door open impatiently, and threw the lamp onto the bed. Fu Nanshen was about to scold someone when he saw Su Qian's moving hand, with a hint of urgency and unease on his face.

"why you?"

  Su Qian glanced at him lightly: "Every time you get sick, you have such a big temper, your subordinates are coaxing you so much, and you still don't want to go to the hospital?"

   Fu Nanshen, who had a fever, was a little unreasonable, "Who said I was sick? I don't want to go to the hospital."

   Hearing this, Su Qian walked up to him without thinking, and kicked him into the sofa.

  ! !

  The people present were shocked, sporadic just wanted to get angry, but was quickly stopped by Guanyue.

   Even Feng Xuanmo was a little uncomfortable.

   This was too cruel, he suddenly mourned for Lu Mingxiu.

Fu Nanshen was a little stunned by this kick, and his body, which was already numb and chilled, was even more chaotic at the moment, even in the chaos, he could still hear her voice clearly: "I don't have that many. I will coax you patiently, if you are unwilling to infuse, then I will tie you to a chair, unable to move, and can only let me do whatever I want."

   When his eyes could gather again, there was a cool and casual smile on his face, "Do whatever you want, as long as you want, you don't have to tie me, I can just lie still."

   She lowered her voice and said, "Really?"

Her movements were too fast to wait for the people present to react. She had already walked in front of Fu Nanshen, knelt on one knee on the sofa, holding his throat in her left hand, and holding a knife in her right hand, the sword slashed through his skin. , There is an indescribable calm in his voice, but because it is so calm, it makes people feel indescribably flustered and creepy.

   "Even if I wanted to kill you, would you obediently let me do it?"

  Fu Nanshen obediently didn't move, looking at Su Qian in front of him, he had a momentary real and existential trance, this scene seemed to overlap with the distant memory for a moment.

   He looked at her cold and chilling face, hooked his lips, and seemed to be looking forward to it: "It's my honor to die in your hands."

Su Huang saw that Su Qian put the knife on Fu Nanshen's neck. She couldn't bear it any longer. She rushed up and tried to attack Su Qian, but when she was pushed gently by Su Qian, she fell directly to the ground. on the ground.

  Su Qian glanced at Su Huang, and in his dark eyes, the flames were flickering, as if it really existed, but it seemed that everything was just an illusion.

   The indescribable sense of oppression in his voice: "Since your fiancee loves you so much, forget it this time."

After    finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Feng Xuanmo, "Please give him an infusion."

   To be able to watch such a big play, Feng Xuanmo felt that he was really worth the trip.

  Although he wanted to take malicious revenge, as a doctor's professional ethics, he still held back.

   If he wants to settle accounts, he can find other ways.

  Guanyue watched Feng Xuanmo skillfully pierce the needle and hang water, frowned slightly, looked at the tide beside him, and asked, "Where did you find this doctor?"

  Wave: "Xiangbei Hospital, does he have a problem?"

   Guanyue shook his head, he just felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

  Su Huang saw that Fu Nanshen had Zhen on the back of his hand, and felt distressed for a while, and tears rolled in his eyes. Fu Nanshen said very upset:

   "I'm not dead, why are you crying? Are you crying?"

  Su Huang couldn't help being taken aback, and even forgot to cry.

   "Brother Nanshen..."

  Fu Nanshen said impatiently, "Shut up."

  Su Huang looked at Fu Nanshen with a hurt face. Seeing that Fu Nanshen ignored her, he pushed aside everyone and rushed out of the room. Chong Beishan said cautiously, "Master, do you need to get someone back?"

  Fu Nan squeezed his brows deeply, enduring exhaustion and weakness: "You don't need to send her back to the villa, just send her back to Su's house."

  Chongbei Mountain: "Yes."

  Chongbeishan went out to catch up with people, Su Huang saw him, and his unpleasant mood dissipated a lot: "Did Brother Nanshen send you to pick me up?"

  Chong Beishan said respectfully: "Master sent me to send you back to Su's house, Miss."

  Su Huang was all excited: "No, I won't agree."

   How could she let Su Qian appear beside Fu Nanshen again and again?

   After saying that, I want to go back to the villa immediately.

  Chong Beishan quickly stopped him, and said respectfully, "Miss Su, you'd better listen to your master, or you should know the consequences."

  Su Huang had a sullen look on her face. She didn't seem to think that a servant would feel threatened by her, and her voice became sharp and arrogant: "Whose order are you obeying?"

  Chong Beishan lowered his head slightly: "I only obey the orders of the master alone."

   "It was the Su family who raised you, you should obey the order of the Su family."

   "The master is also a member of the Su family. Isn't my obedience to the master's order the same as obeying the order of the Su family?"

  Chongbei Mountain is still very respectful, but he feels oppressive.

   "Miss Su Huang, it's better not to make the master angry. After all, the master doesn't like someone to disobey his orders."

  Su Huang bit her lip unwillingly, but she was afraid of really angering Fu Nanshen, so she hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed.

   She didn't believe it. When she got back to Su's house, she told her grandfather all the things here. Grandpa would decide whether or not she would decide.

  …

   The black and white colors in the room are even more cool in this autumn.

  Su Qian put one hand in his pocket and stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, no one could see what was going on in his heart.

  Fu Nanshen looked at Su Qian who was standing motionless in front of the window, and suddenly muttered:

"I'm hungry."

  Su Qian glanced down at Fu Nanshen, then set his eyes on the four guardians, and said lightly:

   "Your master is hungry, so why don't you hurry up and get something to eat?"

  Fu Nanshen refused as soon as he heard it:

   "I want to eat the millet porridge you made."

   She refused without thinking: "Then you should be hungry."

  Fu Nanshen: "…"

   Maybe it was because he was sick, and the whole person became sentimental. He pinched his eyebrows and slowly closed his eyes that were a little red due to the fever:

   "Mingming...you did it for me before..."

  Su Qian looked at Fu Nanshen in surprise, she didn't expect that he still remembered.

   At that time, their relationship was not very good, but it was not bad either.

   He was also sick at the time, but after his illness, his attitude was extremely poor, and he even became extremely picky about what he ate.

   She made him a bowl of purple rice porridge, he drank a few mouthfuls, disliked it, and threw it away.

   said lightly: "Didn't you fall down in the end?"

   "But, I regret it."

  When he said this, every inch of breath in the air seemed to bring pain and sadness.

   What he was after was a hatred, a path of destruction called death.

   Obviously he has made all the preparations, but why is he now a little regretful.

   (end of this chapter)