"I'm not telling you lies, Meng Qing. I really feel like I saw her today. Have you been hiding something from me? In fact, Yun Sheng is not dead at all, right?"

Meng Qing's hand holding the coffee cup almost became unstable and knocked the coffee over on her body.

But his voice was still very calm and a bit contemptuous.

When he announced that he was severing all cooperation and contact with the Fu family, he had already announced to the world that he despised Fu Qingchen from the bottom of his heart.

"Have you forgotten how you treated Shengsheng when she was still here? It's only been a year. I can only say that your memory is really bad. Do you want me to help you?

Reminiscing about memories?”

Meng Qing's fingertips holding the phone turned white.

"Now that Shengsheng is gone, what kind of affectionate images are you selling here? Are you disgusting? Fu Qingchen, you were so good to Mu Yaoyao before, and you dominated Yun Sheng and refused to divorce her, eating a bowl

The one in the pot looks at the one in the pot, is it possible that all the good things in the world still have to be your turn?"

His mind was filled with Yun Sheng's desperate face.

He finally took Yun Sheng away from the abyss of despair!

Fu Qingchen moved his lips. Indeed, he was indeed shameless to face...

"Why, you stopped talking? Are you feeling guilty?" When Meng Qing said these words, she felt extremely ridiculous.

"When Yun Sheng had completely lost the idea of ​​​​survival, what were you doing at that time, conceiving a beautiful woman again? Spending time and drinking? Fu Qingchen, put away your hypocritical face! Sheng Sheng is dead, she

You were the one who killed me. You will be accused of being a murderer for the rest of your life. You will never have a good life and don't look for me again!"

"I……"

"Dududu——"

The phone call was hung up without mercy.

When Fu Qingchen spoke again, the only response he received was the cold mechanical sound.

Fu Qingchen's eyes trembled slightly, and his face had long since turned extremely pale.

"Master, don't listen to what Mr. Meng said. He may also be angry. You were not as outrageous as he said at first, and you have done so many things since then..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Before Fu Yun could speak, he was interrupted by Fu Qingchen.

He is just a sinner.

Meng Qing was right, so what qualifications did he have to refute?

Fu Yun glanced at Fu Qingchen unbearably. His condition was very bad, but he was still holding on hard to prevent himself from falling.

"Sir, I don't think he is lying. Maybe you really made a mistake, or you are overly concerned."

Fu Qingchen shook his head. In fact, he was not sure.

After all, since Yun Sheng left, Meng Qing also left Beijiang City, as if he had disappeared from the world.

However, Fu Qingchen was still able to find his traces by every possible means.

He also knew that Meng Qing had changed a lot of phone numbers during this period and was always refreshing her identity information.

Because it was so frequent, it was difficult for Fu Qingchen not to doubt it.

I wonder if Meng Qing is deliberately avoiding something.

But he didn't have any evidence, and he didn't dare to make a judgment.

What Fu Qingchen wants now is actually only one answer.

"Continue to check, find out where he is now and what he has done recently."

When he said this, Fu Qingchen could not help but breathe slightly.

He slowly squatted down and held his head with his hands, only to feel that his headache was splitting!

Fu Yun was startled when he saw this, fearing that Fu Qingchen's migraine had recurred.

"Master, please wait here for a while. I will go find Master Xingheng and come over and wait for me!"

Fu Yun said nothing and hurriedly ran out to contact Xie Xingheng.

At that time, Fu Qingchen was the only one left in the huge room.

He squatted on the ground, gritted his teeth, and looked childlike and ferocious.

Finally, he couldn't hold it on any longer, so he turned directly on his back and huddled on the cold floor.

It hurts, it hurts so much that it’s hard to breathe!

It's like something exploded in my head!

"Compared with the pain Yun Sheng endured, what is your pain?"

There seemed to be a cold voice in my mind.

Fu Qingchen groaned in pain and banged his head against the table legs again and again, as if this could alleviate some of his pain.

Who is it? Who is speaking?

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

When Fu Yun and Xie Xingheng came over, Fu Qingchen's head had been hit by him and was bleeding.

Bright red blood flowed down his forehead, looking hideous.

Even someone like Xie Xingheng, who had long been accustomed to seeing blood, couldn't help but be shocked.

"Quick, stop him, don't let him harm himself again!"

If this continues, I'm afraid Fu Qingchen's life will be lost!

Fu Yun also spent a lot of effort, but in the end he had no choice but to hit Fu Qingchen on the back of the neck with his palm.

After being beaten unconscious, he finally stopped.

The two of them couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and lifted Fu Qingchen to the bed.

Looking at the few white hairs on Fu Qingchen's hair, Xie Xingheng also looked helpless.

This guy was originally in good health, but in just one year, he developed a lot of problems.

Especially this migraine problem, which can kill half of Fu Qingchen's life.

"I remember the last time he had this problem, it seemed like half a month ago?"

Xie Xingheng inserted a needle into Fu Qingchen's acupuncture point and then asked.

After Fu Yun thought for a while, he nodded firmly.

"Yes, when I first discovered this symptom, it was ten months ago. At that time, I would have it about once every two months. As time went by, it became more and more frequent, but it was very serious. Irregularity, Master Xingheng, is this also caused by my heart disease?"

Fu Yun was a little confused, because every time he got sick, Fu Qingchen would not only have a headache, but also suffer from indirect amnesia.

If it continues like this, I don't know what it will look like.

Xie Xingheng also felt helpless about this.

"Yeah, he himself refuses to let himself go, and his body will naturally sense it. He may be able to hold on for a while now, but if things go on like this, sooner or later he will not be able to hold on. I'll give him a few injections first. Let him have a good sleep and get more rest."

"Okay, trouble."
Chapter completed!