Xu Qinghuan hosted a works

Chapter 674: Fu Yan and I Will Never Get Married

    

on't you go back to rest I can manage on my own—""Don't force it."He lowered his gaze, interrupting. His slender fingers gathered the test results and receipts from the table, then spoke softly, "Let'...Chapter 674: Fu Yan and I Will Not Get Married

Given B7's tone, he should have known that Yuan Yuan was his son a long time ago.

Then he saw YuanYuan's round face, and he should have known earlier that he was Fu YanShi's child! Before that, he even pretended to ask himself why he was in DongYue Wan.

"That's a childish excuse." But it's very much like something someone like B7 would do.

He just does whatever he wants, like he doesn't care about anything. It's as if the sky could fall and he wouldn't bat an eye.

"Actually, there's one more reason."

" "

"

"You are very beautiful."

Xu Qinghuan thought he was a complete lunatic, definitely not mentally sound.

“I'm processing the video to a higher definition for you, take a few more days to think about it and let me know.” B7 finished speaking, then suddenly changed the subject, “By the way, Fu Yan shi contacted me, he didn't tell you, did he”

Xu Qinghuan's heart sank, "What did he want from you"

"Are you worried about what's on your USB drive and need my help recovering it"

"And then—"

"Rest assured, I am very professional and will not disclose client privacy."

Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but roll her eyes.

If he had professional ethics, no one would play the fool anymore.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Qinghuan didn't immediately go back, but sat down on the bench instead.

According to B7, the full recovery of the video happened just these few days. It seems that the time for me and Fu Yan Shi is also coming to an end.

To be honest, it's quite funny.

Fu Yan was meticulously planning their future, while he was painstakingly collecting evidence to send his own mother to prison. How ironic.

Sometimes, in front of him, Xu Qinghuan felt like a traitor!

Faced with his intense and heavy feelings, I could only feign them with evasions and lies.

She really hoped that Fu Yan Shi would be heartbroken and simply stop loving her. She even hoped he'd hate her, just so he wouldn't invest any more feelings or energy into her.

"Miss Xu"

Josie arrived out of nowhere and now stood before her.

Xu Qinghuan raised her head, startled, “Doctor Qiao.”

"What are you doing sitting here Aren't you and Mr. Fu... arguing" Now Qiao Xihe only hoped that the two of them would get married immediately, but couldn't bear to hear any conflicts between them.

"No, I just want to come down for some fresh air. Fu Yan is working, and I don't want to disturb him."

Josie hesitated for a moment, then sat down on the other side of the bench.

"I am preparing to leave Sweden in a few days."

"Huh"

"Mr. Fu needs to avoid suspicion, he's already had someone else replace the attending physician. I don't really have a purpose here anymore, it's better for me to go back to my hospital to heal and help people! That's my world." Qiao Xi He smiled, "I hope I get news of your wedding soon."

This way, she can also stop hiding any further!

Her parents' phones were ringing off the hook, so she could only choose not to answer.

Xu Qinghuan's lips moved, and just as Qiao Xihe was about to get up and leave, she spoke, "I and Fu Yan shi, will not get married."

"Why" Josie's body stiffened.

"I might leave Sweden earlier than you."

"I told you, you and Mr. Fu must have had an argument!" Qiao Xihe sat back down again. "He already loves you so much, Ms. Xu, excuse me for speaking bluntly as an outsider, you should be content!"

Every move Fu Yan made was sincere and genuine.

That's definitely not something you can fake!

She thinks Xu Qinghuan shouldn't have any more arguments with Fu Yan. Having such a man behind her, many women wouldn't even dare to dream about it!

"Dr. Qiao, would you become in-laws with the murderer who killed your mother"etween the two of you is because of your ex-girlfriend's child""Right Otherwise she'd want to forgive me."Fu Yan stretched out his hand, with knuckles clearly defined, and took a sheet of paper from t...