grandpa is not sick

Chapter 269
Fu Qingliu lowered his head and turned his back to him, and slowly withdrew his hand for a while, his voice was so low that it was a little unreal, "Didn't you always take care of me? From five years ago to now, you have been You are helping me, whatever I need, you send me what you want, you always want me to live a better life, we have become friends, after all, I really regard you as a friend..."

"Dumping, I don't want to..."

"Aren't you satisfied with this?" Fu Qingliu's low, raving voice floated over.

Xia Junning was stunned suddenly.

Fu Qingliu turned around slowly, her eyes were dark and dull, unable to reflect anything, "Xia Junning... No, no, or Li Junning."

Xia Junning stared at Fu Qingliu blankly, as if struck by lightning.

"You suddenly appeared by my side five years ago, and you helped me a lot without asking for anything in return. Whether it is my fame or Shili Gallery, I cannot do without your help. I am still a little grateful to you... Even if you are Li Yan Yang, the younger brother of the woman who killed my mother, even if you grew up using things your sister stole from my house for food and clothing, and even part of your company’s venture capital belongs to my Fu family. Money. You, Li Yanyang, are as good to you as you are to your son, and all the good things are moved to you, and those things are all from my Fu family..." Fu Qingliu said calmly, as if he was just Describe a small incident in someone else's house.

"You are a person with a conscience, so you feel guilty towards me because of this. But you are still partial to Li Yanyang after all, because no matter how cheap and annoying that sister is, she is sincere to you. Therefore, you cannot blame Li Yanyang. You in Yanyang, you who couldn’t get your sister to return the things to me but were condemned by conscience, every time you do something for me, you will feel less guilty in your heart, and you will feel more at ease, and after a few years , you think you’ve done enough and you’re starting to have other ideas, don’t you? But you really think that I’ll be with a blood relative of a woman who killed my mother and tried to drive me crazy?” Fu Qing Blue veins appeared on his forehead, and his bloodshot eyeballs looked at Xia Junning motionlessly.

Xia Junning looked at Fu Qingliu with a pale face, "You...you know..."

"I didn't know it at first, but I found out later. Do you know how I felt when I thought I had a good friend, but found out the truth?" She stared at him with wide eyes, as if caught in a certain situation. In a state of almost madness, "I also know that you lost Zhang Liuliu's birthday invitation letter, you didn't try your best to help me after the plagiarism incident broke out, and you also destroyed the monitoring in the gallery, I'm afraid I was somehow called back by Zhang Zhengcai to go on a blind date with those upstarts because of what you said to Li Yanyang, right? You want me to ask them for help, to take the initiative to forgive Li Yanyang and Zhang Zhengcai, and always hope that I will reconcile with them. It’s a pity , has never been better, how to talk about reconciliation or not?"

Fu Qingliu turned sideways and pressed the doorknob with one hand, looked at Xia Junning, feeling depressed, "It's a pity, if you were as innocent as before and just wanted to compensate me, we would still be good friends. You let it deteriorate, and I don't accept such spoiled feelings."

The door is on the switch.

The voice-activated sensor lights in the corridor were always on without any warmth.

Xia Junning stood stiffly on the same spot. He had been standing at the door of the apartment in a daze. The voice-activated sensor light was turned on again by a slight sound after it went dark. This cycle lasted for an unknown amount of time before he turned around slowly and left, covered by a thick shadow. Half of his face could not be seen clearly.

(End of this chapter)