The middle-aged man lying on the bed was in a deep sleep. His head was wrapped with a layer of bandages, and his face was a little pale, perhaps because he had lost too much blood.
Sui Yi walked to the front of the bed, staring at the man with his eyes. After a long time, he curled his lips and smiled: "I didn't expect you to have this day!"
The voice revealed coldness and indifference.
There is almost no emotion.
The people on top were motionless.
It is appropriate to slightly lower your eyelids. The arc drawn by the long eyelashes is like a fluttering butterfly wing, which is graceful and picturesque.
But it was in inverse proportion to the words she spat out one after another.
"Tell me, can this be said to be deserved?"
The lingering sound of the cold words echoed in the air, like sarcasm or a sigh.
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"Fourth Miss." Seeing Shi Yi stepping out of the ward, Fu Bo glanced towards the ward seemingly inadvertently, and a dim light and shadow flashed across his eyes.
"If you're not worried, go in and see him!" Shi Yi glanced at him lightly.
"What are you talking about, Miss Fourth?" Uncle Fu was startled and bent down slightly.
Su Yi closed his eyes and walked directly past him without saying anything.
After her figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, Uncle Fu immediately turned around, opened the door of the ward and walked in.
Before the door closed, a woman's slender figure slowly appeared around the corner.
Glancing along the door, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Immediately, he turned around and left.
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After all, this is Wencheng, and there are not many blond and blue-eyed people in the visiting hall, especially young people.
Ruirui quickly found the right person to talk to.
The young man was sitting on a bench, crossing his legs, holding a mobile phone in his hand and checking something.
Even though his actions were so rude, Ruirui, who had received a good education since childhood, still treated others politely: "Hello."
George raised his thick eyebrows and looked at the beautiful flower-like beauty in front of him.
The girl was wrapped in a simple off-white dress, with a collar embellished with lace, which made her skin whiter and fairer, making her look as delicate as a doll.
George had seen a lot of oriental beauties, but it was rare to see a beauty as pure and pure as hers. He whistled to her with a slightly flirtatious tone: "Beauty, your name is
I?"
The young man's peach-blossom eyes blinked, radiating with radiance, and filled with the aura of youth that belonged to him.
For a moment, Ruirui was so shocked by his compelling nobility that she could hardly open her eyes. She almost wanted to turn around and leave, but in the end, she nodded to the young man.
"Why?" The corners of George's mouth raised, and his eyes flickered: "Is it possible that you are interested in me? Is that why you took the initiative to strike up a conversation?"
"Why are you like this? You have such a good skin but you insist on saying such things." Ruirui pouted slightly: "If my fourth sister hadn't asked me to find you, I wouldn't have come to talk to you."
"Your fourth sister?" The young man raised his eyebrows.
"Isn't it you?" Ruirui looked around and saw no other blond boy around. She frowned and said to herself: "It seems that no one else fits the image of a blond boy...
"
George crossed his arms across his chest and smiled: "Your fourth sister is Chen Shiyi, right?"
Ruirui opened her big watery eyes and looked at him, who was also looking at her. She swallowed and nodded to the boy.
"So, why did she ask you to find me? Is it possible..." George raised his lips and smiled, looking at Chen Ruirui's eyes, a narrow light shot out, with an ambiguous expression: "Does she want me to be her brother-in-law?"