Chapter 65: Hate Xu Qinghuan Even More

scussing it with me! Xu Qinghuan, are you out of your mind”“She is a core member of the Fu family and has made countless contributions to the Fu family. Project contract approval also goes through her...Chapter 65: Hatred for Xu Qinghuan Grows

After returning to China, Xia Wan yu lived in a high-end residential area not far from Dongyue Bay.

This used to be the house of Fu Yan's parents before, and after they both moved abroad, it was left to her.

Because in the Fu family's eyes, this girl was bound to marry into their family sooner or later.

Fu Yan parked his car in front of the villa and then called Xia Wan'yu, "Come out, I'm at the door."

"Sorry, you... can you come and hug me out I'm in so much pain, I can't stand up."

"That's serious," he frowned. "Then I'll call 120 now and have them come directly."

Xia Wan'yu paused for a moment before saying, "No need, it's just appendicitis. I'll be fine in a bit and go out. Wait for me."

"Well, okay."

Fu Yan didn't get out of the car, pondered for a moment, feeling that it was not appropriate for him and Xia WanYu to meet alone so late at night. So he invited Zhou Sizhe to go to the hospital together.

He was a man who valued brotherhood deeply. Upon hearing that Xia Wan'yu was ill, he immediately exclaimed and insisted on going there right away.

Soon, Xia Wan'yu walked out of the villa with a pale face.

She got into the passenger seat, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Fu Yan shi seemed like he had something to say but stopped himself. "Fasten your seat belt," he said finally. "Zhou SZE contacted you from the hospital. If things get urgent, you can have surgery tonight."

"Thank you..."

Xia Wan yu tugged at her bloodless lips and leaned back in the chair.

There were only the two of them in the car, and she just needed to turn her head slightly to see his deep profile.

Bathed in the light streaming through the windshield, Fu Yan's facial features appeared sharp and delicate, sculpted with meticulous care as if by God himself.

From the first time I saw Fu Yan, I tasted what it was like to be smitten.

Xia Wan'yu still remembered that time. Because Zheng Qiu-zhi refused to divorce, she even attempted suicide. This caused Xia Wan'yu and her mother to be on the run all over Jingzhou. In the end, they could only rely on their mothers' acquaintance with Fu Yan-shi's father from school days, being taken in by the Fu family.

That year, he should have been only thirteen years old, already much taller than himself. Standing beside his parents, he was strikingly handsome!

But that was also the year I and my mother were forced to leave our home country. Under the pretext of studying abroad, we were sent to New Zealand.

So she hated the man who gave birth to her, and Zheng Qiu-zhi, even more so she hated Xu Qinghuan!

Why is it that she, after putting in so much effort and blood, sweat, and tears to get to a position by Fu Yan Shi's side, can easily move into his house!

For so many years, Xia Wan'yu had never had the chance to enter Fu Yan'shi's private space, not even once!

"You...left her alone at home, didn't you Isn't she going to give you a hard time"

Xia Wan'ye still couldn't accept mentioning Xu Qinghuan's name, so she used "she" as a substitute.

Perhaps she was still in pain, so her voice was a little weak, but her tone was considerate of Fu Yan.

"So Zhou Sizhe will make the arrangements over there."

Because she sounded very urgent, and his place was close to hers, Fu Yan Shi decided to help.

No matter what, Xia Wan Yu has been busy with company matters since returning home. Just now he even saw her account online on the company's internal software. If he refused, it would be unfeeling.

"Oh... then you just brought her here. Don't let her misunderstand anything."

"She is not feeling well today."

Fu Yan felt that Xu Qinghuan probably wouldn't want others to see her cheek, which was red and swollen from being slapped. that’s why I do this.” He looked at Xu Qinghuan from the rearview mirror. “Qinghuan, I’m not the kind of man you think I am. Everything I do has a purpose. I admit, I admire you and want you to be my...