Fu Yechuan felt that his heart shrank abruptly, and his eyes were slightly deep. He didn't know that she played the violin so well, and he didn't know that she could smoke.

"I was afraid that you wouldn't like it before, so I never smoked in front of you. Of course, you didn't have a chance to see it."

Every time she just finished donating blood, her body was weak, Fu Yechuan accompanied Qiao Wanrou, and only cigarettes accompanied Su Nan. In those difficult days, she was especially addicted to smoking.

Su Nan twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes were a little lonely, but in an instant, it returned to normal.

She glanced at Fu Yechuan's drooping eyes and smiled playfully.

"Want to hear my terms?"

Before he could speak, Su Nan went straight to the point.

"How much blood have I donated to Qiao Wanrou and asked her to return it to me. If I don't finish it once, I only need to pay it twice or three times. Anyway, it can always be paid back within a year."

Fu Yechuan raised his head suddenly, slightly shocked, "What?"

Su Nan smiled, "I thought about it, such precious blood, I should use it to save more valuable people, instead of wasting it on a disgusting woman, I used to be stupid, now it's not too late , return the blood to me, give you the pipe, we don't owe each other!"

Qiao Wanrou is just to disgust Su Nan, so she pretends to be sick from time to time and asks Su Nan to donate blood. Su Nan knows all about it, but Fu Yechuan has never seen it. Su Nan used to feel wronged, but now all this is irrelevant.

Once the blood is returned, he will be able to draw a clear line with the past, and Su Nan can truly be himself.

Isn't Qiao Wanrou coming back?

She just wanted to disgust Qiao Wanrou and would not let her come back happily.

Tobacco and Qiao Wanrou, which one does he want?

Su Nan was looking forward to this answer.

She smiled loosely, threw the cigarette **** in the ashtray in front of her, stood up, walked out with her bag and high heels.

"You don't have to give me an answer so quickly, you can think about it."

Looking at her back, Fu Yechuan's eyes suddenly became complicated.

How much does Su Nan hate Qiao Wanrou and how much she hates this marriage?

I want to get back the blood that I donated bit by bit.

He called his assistant Chen Mian, "Go check it out, how much blood has Su Nan donated to Qiao Wanrou?"

Chen Mian paused, "Yes."

Within a few minutes, Chen Mian's reply came: "Mr. Fu, a total of 14,400 milliliters, the total blood volume of an adult is about 4000-5000 milliliters, the blood donated by Miss Su is equivalent to the total blood volume of three people, that is Say...Miss Su drained her blood three times!"

As soon as Chen Mian's voice fell, Fu Yechuan hung up the phone.

She drained her own blood three times!

All because of him!

But for the past three years, he has been ignorant of all her grievances and forbearance.

Fu Yechuan's heart felt like a huge boulder had been pressed down, and he had difficulty breathing.

Her request was to let Qiao Wanrou pay off within a year, but she hated them so much that there was no room left.

Fu Yechuan was irritable, and he exchanged Qiao Wanrou for a pipe, knowing that he couldn't do it, and he couldn't do it.

When he was in the army, the bomb should have landed on him. Cheng Heng threw himself on him. Before he died, his only wish was that he could not let go of Qiao Wanrou's body. .

Thinking of the past, Fu Yechuan's brows flashed with pain...

Su Nan went out, and Yu Lou stood not far away waiting for her. The two walked to the door and met Ringo who was sitting in the hall. He seemed to be on the phone with someone, smiling fondly and tenderly.

Seeing her handling, he quickly said a few words and hung up, then strode over, politely and politely, "Miss Su, are you still having a good chat?"

"I'm quite happy, the one inside... not necessarily." She smiled lightly.

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