After the divorce: the president can't hold back the young grandmother

Chapter 332 He looked at her, and his whole body became tender and tender
"Sheng Chaomu, did you hear that? My cousin doesn't want you anymore, why are you brazenly hanging on? Get out, if you don't get out, I'll slap you out!"

After Fu Xiang finished speaking, Sheng Chaomu gave her a hard look, "I'll give you a chance, why don't you try to slap me?"

Fu Xiang was intimidated by Sheng Chaomu's fierce aura.

She was so frightened that she didn't utter a word for a long time.

But Fu Lan got off the wheelchair tremblingly at this moment, and tremblingly walked in front of Sheng Chaomu.

Because of her weakness, her breathing was unstable, but the anger rushing to her face never weakened in the slightest.

Almost the moment she walked in front of Sheng Chaomu, she said angrily:
"Your Sheng family owes our Fu family too much. You killed Huai Jin's parents, and your father, who is not as good as a beast, almost tortured Huai Jin to death. Where do you have the right to shout in front of our Fu family?"

Speaking of this, he swung his arms and slapped Sheng Chaomu angrily on the face, "I've wanted to slap you for a long time!"

"enough!"

Fu Huaijin intercepted Fu Lan's slap.

He clasped her wrist, "You have just been discharged from the hospital, and your body is weak, so there is no reason to get angry because of this woman."

After he finished speaking, he ordered another subordinate, Jiang Hai, "Send my aunt and the others back."

Fu Lan: "Huaijin..."

"Auntie, it's almost the end of the year, and you don't want to go back to your hometown for the New Year, do you?"

Fu Lan closed his mouth.

After Fu Lan and Fu Xiang left, Fu Huaijin sat back in the wheelchair.

After he sat down, he raised his eyes and looked coldly at Sheng Chaomu: "Aren't you going to get out?"

Sheng Chaomu walked behind his wheelchair and took Qin Huai's place, "I'll take you to the ward first, and I'll leave when I'm done."

Fu Huaijin pursed her thin lips and said nothing.

After returning to the ward, Sheng Chaomu looked at the man lying on the hospital bed, thought for a while, and said:
"Jiang Huainan told me that the original "Ten Miles of Peach Fragrance" is with you, and the one that was burned is a fake..."

Fu Huaijin interrupted her, and said with a sneer, "So, you came to the hospital to be courteous because you wanted to take away your mother's authentic handwriting from me?"

When he said this, he growled at Qin Huai, "Throw her out!"

Sheng Chaomu tried to defend himself, but Fu Huaijin threw a glass at her angrily, "Get lost!"

The glass shattered when it hit the ground, and the splashed glass shards scratched Sheng Zhaomu's cheek.

In an instant, fresh blood seeped out from the thin and long blood hole.

Thin streaks of blood flowed down her chin and splashed onto her neck.

Perhaps because of the pain, Fu Huaijin heard her gasp.

His hands were clenched into fists, with bulging veins and a ferocious look.

But the expression on his face was so calm.

Sheng Chaomu looked at him silently for a while, then lowered her head, her long eyelashes covering her eyes.

After a long time, she raised her head, her eyes stayed on Fu Huaijin's face for a second, and then turned around.

After walking two steps, she said: "You take good care of your wounds, I won't bother you in the near future."

Sheng Chaomu kept her word, she never came again during Fu Huaijin's entire hospitalization.

Whether she came or not, Fu Huaijin was in a bad mood.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Jiang Xiaolin stood in front of the bed and looked at him coldly, "The opportunity you spent half your life creating was blinded by you for nothing."

Fu Huaijin got out of bed, and after putting on her shoes, her thin handsome face looked even more indifferent.

He said coldly, "Don't mention her in front of me."

Jiang Xiaolin sneered coldly: "Which word did I mention her?"

Fu Huaijin: "..."

While the two were talking, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Xiaolin was from the first perspective. After he saw the person who came in, his brows were raised once.

He raised his hand and patted Fu Huaijin on the shoulder, "You can do it yourself."

Jiang Xiaolin dropped these words, and when he was about to lift his legs to leave, he saw a woman behind Sheng Chaomu who came in, and that woman was Jiang Huainan.

Jiang Xiaolin's pupils narrowed for an instant, and when he glanced at Jiang Huainan in confusion and was about to stride away, Jiang Huainan hurriedly called him: "Wait a minute."

As she spoke, she trotted up to him, her voice obviously flattering, "I came here specially to find you..."

"Miss Jiang, we don't know each other well."

As if Jiang Huainan didn't hear what he said, he lowered his head and took out a key from his bag and stuffed it into his hand:
"I know you're in a bit of trouble now, don't go to live in that slum anymore, you can move to Star River Bay, I've already asked someone to clean the house over there..."

Jiang Xiaolin scoffed coldly:
"What? I'm so poor that I need your charity?" After a pause, "Don't dangle in front of my eyes, it's annoying!"

Jiang Xiaolin dropped these words and walked away quickly.

Jiang Huainan persevered and chased him out.

Their voices quickly faded away.

After that, Fu Huaijin raised her eyes and looked coldly at the woman who appeared in his ward, "What are you doing here?"

Sheng Chaomu walked in front of him, looked up at his handsome face that had obviously lost a lot of weight, and said gently and well-behaved: "I'll take you out of the hospital."

After she finished speaking, she began to pack Fu Huaijin's change of things in the hospital this week.

Fu Huaijin leaned against the balcony behind him, the warm winter sun shone on his shoulders, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light by the warm sunshine, making him tender and tender.

(End of this chapter)