The rich president let me go: fall in love with you after drunk

Chapter 50 Did Young Master Fang come to see my joke?

"Young Master Fang, it's not what you think." Ning Xia tried her best to defend herself, sweat dripping down her hair.She was in pain, the strength of the anesthetic was gradually dissipating, her body was in pain, but it was painful, and her heart was stabbed severely by someone. "If it's just for money, our classmates can help their mother and child, but don't you think the company's approach is disrespectful at all?"

Ning Xia held his breath, his pale cheeks flushed sickly.

"Respect is also based on the truth of the facts. Since the truth has been determined by the other party's company, no matter what you do, you can only ask for money, not a nominal pension to comfort the family."

"Fang is admirable for being able to help a friend's wife and children, but if that's the case, why are you so pitiful!"

He had already sent someone to find out where she went that whole day.She answered the phone and went to the company to question her. After running out of the company, she sat on the side of the road and cried for a long time.

He knew all of this...he knew even more that she was crying and begging him, but it was for a man.

The two are very close, yet seem incompatible.Ning Xia looked at the ceiling, her little hands turned white, and the needle became twisted in the instantly narrowed blood vessel.

"It's me who is too busy. For a grassroots like us, what's the point of dying? Why is death so important?"

"Young Master Fang, thank you for your...blunt words..."

Ningxia gritted her teeth in pain, a "thank you" opportunity exhausted all her control.

good, really good...

A conversation is enough to overturn all expectations and fantasies in Ningxia.Ningxia began to feel fortunate that she didn't ask for something directly from the other party that night. If she had just confessed to each other and made a conscience bargain that day, I'm afraid that she would be in more pain than now.

Knowing to be hated by others doesn't take too long.It turns out that the so-called belittling can also elevate oneself so noblely and speak so freely at the same time. Ning Xia complained about her short-sightedness, if not, she would not be so stupid as to really speak up and tell Fang Shiyou her "intentions".

In front of their royal family and nobles, ordinary people like them are nothing but scumbags, scoundrels, or even shameless...

What is just asking for money, and what is her pretending 'poor...'

The slight grinding sound of the wheels and the floor was the sound of Fang Shiyou shaking the wheelchair and turning around.

Ning Xia looked at Fang Shiyou who was leaving, it seemed that her body was crushed by the slowly moving wheelchair, trampling all her dignity and self-control.

Ningxia couldn't help sobbing softly, tears falling on the snow-white pillow.

But Fang Shiyou, who turned his head away, couldn't help sniffling.I realize that there will never be a woman who wants nothing for her own good.

After leaving the ward where Ning Xia lived, Fang Shiyou turned to his own ward.

The moment he turned around, Fang Shiyou saw through the glass that Ning Xia's head was deeply buried in the pillow, his shoulders shrugged, and the palms tied with needles were buried in the black hair, matching the black and white with a trace of bright red .

The door of the ward was pushed open vigorously, and Ning Xia, who was crying helplessly, half-turned her body and raised her head.

The person who came was Fang Shiyou, his uninjured leg stood impressively by the door, and his face was particularly gloomy.

"Did Fang Shao come to see my joke?" The wet hair was pressed against the corner of Ningxia's lips, Fang Shiyou was called out in his tearful eyes, and there was a sneer at the corner of his lips. "You really know how to pick your time, huh."

Fang Shiyou's wheelchair turned to Ningxia's bed, and he reached out and pressed the call bell on Ningxia's bedside.

(End of this chapter)