While Shang Qian was eating, Su Nan sat aside to read the documents.

Although she is in the hospital, the company's affairs are gradually getting started. Su Jin sees that her state has recovered, and some things are handed over to her very freely, and there is not even time to buffer.

Unlike Shang Qian, even if he can eat and move, he would rather read a book leisurely than worry about the company.

Finished resting in the afternoon.

Su Nan took Shang Qian for a walk in the back garden. He did some simple exercises to help him recover. He was discharged from the hospital in the past few days.

The small garden at the back of the private hospital has been trimmed neatly, but it is very modern, artistic and pleasing to the eye.

Shang Qian walked slowly without any help.

Su Nan sat on the swing next to him, looking up at him from time to time, the two smiled at each other, as if the air was sweet.

No one noticed that at the fence at the back door not far away, flowers were vying to bloom, and outside the fence, there was a tall and upright man standing like a skeleton, but the momentum around him was faintly shrouded in a strong chill.

He raised his eyelashes and stared straight at the scene inside, his eyes were dull and dull, as if hiding the coldest evil spirit, which made people shudder at first sight.

Fu Yechuan didn't know how long he had watched it. He felt that his heart was dripping blood. He was stabbed in by someone with a sharp weapon and stirred up.

His fists were clenched tightly, his blue veins bulged, and his whole body was immersed in a cold and severe loneliness.

The rustling cold wind blows on me, and I don't feel cold.

He looked into the distance with both eyes, watching one walking, one laughing, the tacit understanding between the two, as if no one could get in, and there were only two of them left in the world.

Fu Yechuan felt that he was wrong, extremely wrong.

This kind of mistake is a straight road that cannot be undone at all.

And he seems to have been sentenced to death from the moment he made the decision, when he was glad his mind prevailed.

He doesn't need to apologize because they don't need it at all.

If everything he had done before was to save that failed marriage and not give up.

So now that he lost this woman with his own hands, and then looked at her helplessly, there was only room for another man in those bright eyes.

It was clearly a world of its own.

But he had long since been abandoned.

He clearly had a chance, he was the one who made the deal, he was the one who Xing Zhi gave, and he was the one who got the news first.

But how could he lose it?

The person who is with her now is Shang Qian.

Fu Yechuan's eyes were scarlet, and he pinched his palms with both hands, feeling that he didn't have any consciousness.

He let the cold wind blow on him like a knife.

He doesn't understand, it's so cold around, why the two people inside don't have a hint of coldness?

They smiled warmly and warmly, and they looked extraordinarily beautiful... even more dazzling.

I don't know when my heart is throbbing and it hurts, and my eyes are dark and dull.

Suddenly.

Seeing that Su Nan didn't know what to say, Shang Qian stood in front of her, she jumped over with a smile, put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek gently, then quickly moved away.

Shang Qian clenched her hand with a smile, and the two walked back side by side...

This scene fell into the eyes of Fu Yechuan outside, and it deeply stabbed every inch of his blood.

He was like a drowning person sinking into the sea, choking on the sea water during his breath, but not daring to breathe, feeling the vitality of life dissipating from his body bit by bit...

Wait until the two people completely disappear in front of you.

He staggered suddenly and fell to the ground.

Terribly embarrassed.

He is no longer the aloof Fu Yechuan, but an abandoned garbage.

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