Fu Yue also wanted to ask some questions, but seeing that he was really tired, he nodded.
Zhou Qianyu closed his eyes again.
Before she knew it, Fu Yue fell asleep, as if she was by her side, and she would feel much more at ease.
I don’t know how long I slept, but Fu Yue woke up.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Zhou Qianyu's handsome face.
He was still asleep, but she was awakened by hunger.
She wanted to get up carefully, and with a slight movement, Zhou Qianyu opened his eyes.
"I'm sorry, you woke up?" Fu Yue asked and sat up.
"No, I should wake up too." Zhou Qianyu said, shook his numb arms.
He glanced at her, "Your head is so heavy.
Fu Yue: "..."
It was him who wanted her head to rest on his arm.
She felt his arms were not as comfortable as pillows.
Who should she tell?
"What time is it now?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
Fu Yue took out his cell phone and looked at the time, "It's almost twelve o'clock, are we still going to the hospital? The hospital should be resting at this time."
Zhou Qianyu got up and said, "Let's go have a meal first and watch it in the afternoon."
"Smart." Fu Yue said, stepping into the bathroom faster than him and occupying the toilet.
Zhou Qianyu went in and squeezed toothpaste.
Fu Yueba looked at him. "How did you rescue your friend's wife and children?"
Zhou Qianyu spit out mouthwash, "With the help of Fu Tinghe's enemy, he found his nest and then passed through the police. Fu Tinghe didn't want to make trouble, so he had to let the people go. All his gangsters were arrested and fought with me."
Zhou Qianyu pulled the corner of his mouth, "He is too tender."
Fu Yue really wanted to remind him that Fu Tinghe was over 20 years older than him, and probably Fu Tinghe fainted in the toilet when he heard it crying.
Fu Yue followed Zhou Qianyu out, and Scar guarded the door. When he saw Fu Tinghe coming out, he reported: "It has been transferred safely."
"Very good, give them the best. Also, have you done what I told you to do?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
"It's all done." Scar reported.
Zhou Qianyu pulled the corner of his mouth, "I told him not to offend me, otherwise I wouldn't know how to die."
Fu Yue felt a chill, his spine became a little cold, and he secretly looked at Zhou Qianyu.
Zhou Qianyu's cell phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, sneered, and answered. "Mr. Fu. Now? Well? Yes, you send me the address."
Zhou Qianyu hung up the phone and said to Fu Yue: "Fu Tinghe asked me to have dinner. Do you want to go together?"
Fu Yue didn't know very well, "Are I going, or not? Or, I won't go?"
Zhou Qianyu thought for a while, "Go, he should know that you are my wife. Fu Tinghe still has this little bit of suspicion. Besides, the last time I invited me to have a meal, it was not 100% my person. The news leaked out quickly, and it was not the same as me.
Hidden, otherwise I can warn him, don't touch my people."
Fu Yue felt a very strange feeling in her heart.
When did she become his person? Isn’t she his enemy?
She was a little confused, her IQ could not match him.
Fu Yue followed Zhou Qianyu into the car, lay on the window, and looked outside.
Zhou Qianyu took her back, hugged her by her shoulders, and held her in his arms.
Fu Yue looked a little bit bigger in his arms. Now she is like a girl, looking at him with soft eyes, and his heart is full of tenderness.
Zhou Qianyu raised his smile, "What are you thinking? Do you think I'm very awesome?"
She always thought he was very powerful, and it has never changed since he appeared since he grew up.
"I'm thinking, are Fu Tinghe looking for you, are you suspicious of you?"
"I probably want to borrow money from me." Zhou Qianyu judged, "Try you by the way."
"Then do you lend it to him?" Fu Yue was thinking about whether Zhou Qianyu was loyal or treacherous.
Sometimes she thinks Zhou Qianyu is very good, sometimes she thinks he is bad, sometimes she thinks he is a good person, but sometimes she thinks he is a bad person.
"Hehe, borrow, why not?" Zhou Qianyu raised his smile, but his eyes became sinister and he thought.
Fu Yue secretly came out of his arms and lay on the car window again.
Zhou Qianyu approached her and looked out the window, "What the hell are you looking at?"
Fu Yue glanced at him helplessly, "I feel that I will have indigestion in a while. Can I buy a cake on the road first to cushion it."
Zhou Qianyu knew about her hypoglycemia and ordered to Scar: "You see a cake shop stop."
Scar responded, thinking in his mind: What is the world's love, but one thing is just a thing that subsides another.
Zhou Qianyu bought her a rainbow cake, and she took another cheese.
In the car, Fu Yue was eating cake.
Zhou Qianyu stared at Fu Yue's little head and asked, "How much do you have?"
Fu Yue didn't know what Zhou Qianyu meant.
She is actually rich, but she can’t take out the huge amount of money to be freezed, and the transfer of the brother.
"There are still tens of thousands of dollars." Fu Yue casually said a number.
"Where is the card I gave you?" Zhou Qianyu asked.
"Oh." Fu Yue thought he was going back, so he took out the card from his bag and returned it to him.
Zhou Qianyu glanced at the card, do you still remember the password?
Fu Yue was stunned, what happened, 123?
She had forgotten a little, and didn't want to use it. Naturally, she wouldn't remember it.
Zhou Qianyu saw her confused look and knew that she had forgotten, "314151."
"Oh oh oh yes, yes. I said it seemed like 123 or something." Fu Yue said with a smile, lowered her head, and took another bite of the cake.
She glanced at Zhou Qianyu's cold face, and noticed that he was unhappy, and asked carefully: "Do you want to eat?"
"You can't even remember your bank card password, what else can you remember?"
"I'll just remember you, I can ask you if I forget it." Fu Yue replied.
Zhou Qianyu actually... couldn't refute it.
What she said makes sense. He felt angry and felt as if he was comforted.
Seeing that he had not responded, Fu Yue raised his smile, scooped a little cake, and handed it to him, "The cake you bought is very delicious. Is it the best cake I have ever eaten yet, or do you have the vision and
Taste, you taste it.”
"Who did you learn the skill of flattery from, Fu Lijun?" Zhou Qianyu looked at her faintly.
"I'm not flattering, heartfelt words."
He knew that she was just flattering, but he was indeed very comfortable being photographed. He lowered his head and ate the cake.
"Is it delicious, do you want it?" Fu Yue asked, scooping a spoonful of them for him, "I will fight with that old fox Fu Lijun for a while, and I will definitely not have the mood to eat. You didn't eat breakfast, and you stayed up so late at night.
It’s better to eat some cake to slap it.”
Zhou Qianyu was a little moved, "I ate, what about you?"
Fu Yue raised his smile. "I still have a cake here, I'll eat it later."
Zhou Qianyu: “…”
Is this the best cake I've ever eaten?
What about his vision and taste?
Feelings are just her, I can’t eat them anymore...