Chapter 584 Master Fu’s Green Hat, Please Wear It 4
Chapter 584 Mr. Fu, please wear your cuckold (4)
This is the current situation.
The original owner had just been admitted to the Beijing Theater Academy and was still a young freshman.
He hasn't even confirmed his relationship with Huo Yu yet.
But at this time, the original owner had already developed a deep love for Huo Yu, who had taken care of her throughout her youth.
After something happened to the Huo family's capital chain, Huo Yu was frowning all day long, and the original owner was also distracted.
Just in time, she took advantage of this and got close to Fu Sili.
Fu Sili was made to think that she was approaching deliberately to help her childhood sweetheart solve a problem.
In fact
She really took a fancy to him.
Compare that to Huo Yu, who changed his mind when he saw something different, started to get into trouble and finally gave up, and married another beautiful woman soon after the death of the original owner and the child.
Fu Sili didn't know how much better he was.
My family is well off and I never have to think about money.
If parents die early, there is no need to consider the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
With her outstanding appearance, she will not easily fall in love with someone else.
003:【.】Is it the last point that you are interested in?
[Also, have you considered that Shard is not interested in women at all now, and it will be much harder to defeat him than to defeat Huo Yu, who is now completely devoted to you.]
Bai Wu smiled, raised her foot and stepped on the brand new suit jacket without mercy.
"It's okay not to be interested in women, but it's okay to be interested in me."
…
Xishan Villa is the most luxurious private villa in Beijing.
It is located in a prime location in the city center, but is far from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Not only various buildings are built in classical Chinese style.
Even the courtyard is full of green mountains and green waters, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.
The vestibule is a garden for people to enjoy.
In the back courtyard, Fu Sili ordered more than a dozen flower houses to be built.
His favorite is one of the flower rooms made of ice white crystal.
When sunlight comes in, it will form a halo of amber patterns.
Together with the flowers inside, it is a rare and wonderful scene.
Fu Sili liked to play with the rare flowers he found from all over the world after breakfast.
Now that it was the camellia season, he had a batch of Hagoromo White Camellia shipped back from abroad.
This is not a rare species of camellia.
But when he saw those delicate and white stamens, his mood was as peaceful as ever.
So he immediately had all the camellias moved into the white crystal flower house.
White and white are intertwined and merged into a beautiful dream.
He wanted to lose himself in this dream.
As usual, Fu Sili put on his white gloves, took the tools from Zhou Qi, and stepped into the white crystal flower room.
Thanks to unprecedented care, the camellias bloomed in full bloom.
Even the yellow pistil in the middle is filled with whiteness, bathed in amber light and shadow, and it doesn't look like reality.
Fu Sili picked up the scissors and pruned the flower branches casually.
The morning dew has not faded yet, and the white camellia petals are covered with many water drops, each one crystal clear.
Somehow, he suddenly thought of the girl who burst into tears in front of him last night.
The cloakroom was extremely dark.
But he still clearly saw the tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes.
Just like the floral dew on these white camellias in front of me.
Fragile, yet eye-catching.
The result of his trance was that with a "click", Fu Sili accidentally cut off the most beautiful white camellia in bloom.
The flowers, along with their stems and leaves, fell onto the dark soil, which was particularly eye-catching.
Looking at the white stamens covered with mud, Fu Sili's long-suppressed anger suddenly surged at this moment.
Zhou Qi, who was guarding the door, didn't see anyone coming out for a long time. In a hurry, he broke the rules and knocked on the door of the greenhouse.
The next second, the door opened in response, and what came into view was Fu Sili, who was covered in cold sweat.
Zhou Qi only took a brief glance and saw the mess behind him.
The white camellias that were in full bloom half an hour ago are now crushed together with the dust and mud underneath.
The branches and leaves are broken, and the petals are scattered.
Extremely miserable.
Not wanting to feel regretful, Zhou Qi quickly helped Fu Sili, who was half leaning on the door frame.
His eyebrows were deeply raised and his eyes were half-closed, looking very painful.
"I'll call Dr. Han."
Zhou Qi ran away quickly and returned within two minutes.
Then he helped Fu Sili into the bedroom, took out a bottle of pills that had not been opened for a long time from the cabinet and handed them to him.
Fu Sili resisted very much and leaned half-back on the sofa, burying his entire face in his hands.
Zhou Qi saw the gradually bulging veins on his arms and frowned worriedly.
"Master Fu, you'd better take the medicine so that you can feel better."
Fu Sili shook his head.
Zhou Qi continued to advise: "Although I know this medicine will make you unable to sleep, it will make you feel better for a while."
Fu Sili still didn't speak.
Seeing this, Zhou Qi could only give up and put the medicine back into the cabinet.
Ten minutes later, Han Rang arrived.
He obviously came in a hurry from the hospital.
I haven't changed out of my white coat yet, and my hair that I managed to get is mostly messed up.
Seeing Fu Sili's condition, the smile in his eyes gradually faded.
"What's going on? Haven't you been doing well lately?"
Zhou Qi shook his head helplessly: "I don't know what happened to Mr. Fu?"
Walking to the sofa, Han Rang knocked on the coffee table with the folder in his hand, his tone now tinged with displeasure.
"What's going on? Why don't you take medicine?"
Fu Sili finally put his hand down.
His condition seemed a little better, and most of the thin sweat on his forehead had faded, but his complexion was still pale.
Zhou Qi received his signal and bowed before retreating.
Han Rang, who sat down opposite him, repeated helplessly.
"Let me ask you a question? Why don't you take medicine?"
"I don't want to eat it," Fu Sili replied calmly.
Han Rang snorted in confusion.
"Uncle Fu, I know you are busy and don't want to take such sedatives that will cause you insomnia. But no matter how important your work is, you can't beat your body. You resist like this every time. Have you ever thought about what might happen?
Didn’t you carry it through?”
Fu Sili did not answer him immediately. He picked up the hot tea on the coffee table and took a sip. Then he moved his gaze to the French window aside and looked at the lights and shadows swaying in the wind. It took him a while to find his voice.
"It's not because of insomnia."
Compared with being unable to sleep, the glimpses of boundless darkness and fear that swept towards him were even more unbearable for him.
Han Rang seemed to see something from his eyes that were filled with skylight but still extremely dark, and he remained silent for a long time before speaking.
"Still can't forget it?"
Fu Sili twitched his lips: "How could you forget?"
Han Rang leaned on the back of the sofa and sighed heavily: "Although I have reached the pinnacle in neurology and psychology, your neurotic depression is too special. In terms of medicine, in addition to sedation,
Nothing else will do you any good, and psychological hypnosis will only make your condition worse."
