Rebirth of Vengeance Daughter

Chapter 113

It was close to one o'clock in the morning when Luo Qiange and Fu Qingcheng finally arrived at the castle.

Luo Qiange was so angry that he was tossed about by the plane and car, and fell down on the sofa with a sad face as soon as he entered the lobby, unwilling to get up anyway.

On the other hand, Fu Qingcheng, I don't know if it's because of his work and flying around a lot, or because he has improved a lot in the past few days in the castle, and his complexion is as usual, except for a trace of fatigue mixed between his brows.

Someone had notified the castle steward in advance, and the servant brought the freshly prepared supper and placed it on the table. The tempting fragrance entered Luo Qiange's nose, causing her to sit up and stare at him eagerly. With that bowl of fragrant soup.

Fu Qingcheng scooped up a small bowl with a spoon and handed it to her: "Be careful it's hot."

Like a kid in kindergarten, Luo Qiange quickly took it with both hands carefully, and smiled contentedly: "Thank you!"

Fu Qingcheng smiled, and watched her wolfing down quietly, while Luo Qiange just buried her head in eating, not paying attention to his eyes, and soon drank a bowl of soup to the bottom, she let out a sigh of satisfaction , looked up but found that Fu Qingcheng's eyes were a little strange, so he touched his face and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"Where's your hairpin?" Fu Qingcheng didn't pay attention all the way, when she buried her head just now, he suddenly realized that the hairpin was missing.

"Oh." Luo Qiange stroked her hair guiltyly, not wanting to hide it from him, so she had to truthfully say, "I gave that to Chairman Luo as a souvenir."

Fu Qingcheng was startled, but unexpectedly did not speak. He took the bowl in front of Luo Qiange, silently lowered his head and went to serve her soup again.

"Hey..." Luo Qiange called him in a low voice with some guilt: "Fu Qingcheng, you won't be angry..."

"No."

With such a cold response, he said he wasn't angry...

Luo Qiange knew he was wrong, so he could only look at him with a smile on his face: "Don't be like this, Chairman Luo is so kind to us, it's not a big deal to leave him as a souvenir, we can still buy hairpins without me Well! You have left me so many things, are you still afraid that I will give them to others?"

No, no matter how it sounds, there is a feeling of 'Anyway, you are a rich man, and it doesn't matter if I give it away'?Luo Qiange quickly stopped, staring at him pitifully: "Don't be angry..."

Fu Qingcheng raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and before he could speak, suddenly frowned, turned his head to the side and coughed violently.

"Fu Qingcheng!" Luo Qiange's expression changed, and he stood up in a panic, wanting to go over to see him.

"... Cough, it's okay." Fu Qingcheng reached out to stop her from coming over, stood up straight, and took a step back, as if trying to hide something.

The suspicion in Luo Qiange's heart deepened. She paused in her mind and suddenly remembered something: "What day is it today!?"

Before Fu Qingcheng could stop her, Luo Qiange quickly grabbed the phone on the table, opened the calendar and looked: Sure enough!Today is NO.12!The day of Fu Qingcheng's follow-up visit!
Seeing that she had discovered it, Fu Qingcheng had no choice but to sit down on the sofa and try to explain: "Dr. Zhou is a little busy recently, so he may not have time to come..."

"Then give me your phone?" Rocky didn't believe his nonsense, and stretched out her hand. She still didn't believe that Dr. Zhou was so busy that he forgot Fu Qingcheng's follow-up date!He must have missed Dr. Zhou's call on purpose!
Fu Qingcheng remained silent.

"Look, I knew it!" Luo Qiange was so angry that she was going to see her father today, so her mind was in chaos, but Fu Qingcheng was so sensitive about the follow-up visit day, it was impossible not to remember it , he obviously wanted to avoid follow-up visits again!Luo Qiange said helplessly: "Fu Qingcheng, you are not a child, why do you keep avoiding follow-up visits? This is not good for you at all!"

Fu Qingcheng looked at her face flushed with anger, and actually smiled slightly.

"Yes, what's so funny!" Luo Qiange got angry, pulled him up from the sofa, and angrily forced a confession: "Hurry up, tell me Dr. Zhou's mobile phone number!"

Fu Qingcheng smiled helplessly, took out the phone and put it in her palm.

To be so obedient and hand it over... Luo Qiange took the phone with some guilt, opened it, and saw if there were more than a dozen missed calls from Doctor Zhou on it. She sighed deeply, and called back.

"Hey! Fu Qingcheng, labor and management really don't want to talk about you now, they love to treat you but don't treat them! Anyway, it's none of my business if you die!!!" Sure enough, as soon as the call was connected, Doctor Zhou's angry roar came from the other side. .

Luo Qiange raised his head and glanced at Fu Qingcheng, interrupting the continuous stream of curses from over there: "What are you talking about? He's going back right away!"

"...Why is it you again!?" Dr. Zhou can now think of who the person here is with his toes, but he paused for a moment, and soon he was shocked: "Why do you use that guy Fu Qingcheng? mobile phone? Has something happened to him again? "

It seems that what happened at the holiday villa last time impressed Dr. Zhou too much. Now he feels a little afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years.But to be honest, Luo Qiange also felt that he couldn't face such a thing again.

"You don't have a crow's mouth!" Luo Qiange scolded him angrily, and then said seriously: "I will let him go back tomorrow, but you must remember to report all his real situation to me!"

"...Are you ready to be a full-time nanny now?"

"...you shut up!" Luo Qiange gritted his teeth and yelled at the other side: "If it weren't for me, you would have been hung up by Fu Qingcheng for the rest of your life, hmph!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't bother with Dr. Zhou, she simply hung up the phone, and then looked back at Fu Qingcheng with a threatening look in her eyes: "Hurry up and book your flight back, if I see you coughing when you come back, we'll go to the hospital Go on vacation!"

Fu Qingcheng was not angry or resisted, but just nodded: "Okay."

Luo Qiange's original anger dissipated without a trace, and she sighed: "If you had followed Dr. Zhou's advice and returned to the doctor on time, you might have recovered."

Fu Qingcheng stared at her with a pair of light-colored pupils. After a while, he suddenly said, "If you had come back to my side sooner, I would have recovered."

Luo Qiange was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt an inexplicable deep sense of guilt. She didn't know why, she hadn't done anything to apologize to him, and she was the one who came to collect the debt, but in the end, she But first relented.

"Fu Qingcheng..." Luo Qiange avoided his gaze at a loss, gritted his teeth and said, "I, I'll get someone to book a plane ticket for you. Otherwise..."

"No need." Fu Qingcheng interrupted her softly.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Luo Qiange's attitude immediately became firm: "But you!..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Qingcheng said calmly, "I've already booked a ticket for four o'clock in the morning."

Luo Qiange was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out what was going on in his heart, but when she remembered that he had a plane ticket in the early morning, she began to feel distressed again, but before she could say what she had asked, she heard Fu Qingcheng say: "It's not early Now, go back and rest quickly."

"Oh..." She nodded in a low mood, but turned around and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Fu Qingcheng watched her walk past quietly, and frowned slightly. Her back looked inexplicably sad, so he couldn't help calling her: "Xu'er."

Luo Qiange stopped in a daze, and waited for Fu Qingcheng to walk in front of her, before asking in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Fu Qingcheng stretched out his hands to pull the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears, and looked at her quietly with eyes as cold as the bright moon. He sighed and said, "It's okay, good night."

He was so close to her, his ancient porcelain voice was like a restless bee, buzzing and closing her mind, Luo Qiange stared at him blankly, it took a long time to react, like a fool The same answer: "Well, good night."

Fu Qingcheng smiled slightly.

I don't know if his smile gave her courage, Luo Qiange suddenly became ambitious, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, then quickly let go, and ran back upstairs like a rabbit.

Fu Qingcheng didn't react until she went upstairs and closed the door with a 'dong dong dong', and raised her hand in disbelief to touch the place where she had just hugged.

This girl... seems to be getting more and more courageous.

At two o'clock in the morning, a black limousine was speeding on the way to the Mexico airport. The night scene outside the car window was bright and bustling. The bright moon in the sky was becoming more and more complete, and countless tiny stars twinkled and filled the entire field of vision.

Fu Qingcheng looked out the window quietly. After a while, he connected the phone in his hand and asked in a cold voice: "Has the result come out?"

"Soon." The man who answered him was a calm young man who spoke fluent British English with a very cautious voice: "They are going to ask for instructions soon, and the results should come out tomorrow night."

"Well," Fu Qingcheng said calmly without any expression on his face, "Don't be too careless, let's meet before finalizing the contract."

"Meet?" The young man was a little surprised: "We are too far apart now, and we are on the cusp of the limelight, wouldn't it be too risky?"

"You are the one who takes the risk. I will inform you of the specific time of the meeting." Fu Qingcheng looked at the lights in front of the car and said unhurriedly.

"...Are you so mean?" The other party's tone was a little helpless, obviously he had nothing to do with him: "We have agreed that I will not drag you out regardless of the success or failure of the matter, but you can't directly intervene. Are you harming me? me?"

Fu Qingcheng was not persuaded, and asked lightly: "Come, or not?"

"…Come."

"Okay, I'm coming, hang up." Without waiting for the other party to respond, Fu Qingcheng hung up the phone directly.

The night outside the window was like a thick fog, covering it layer by layer. The speeding car kept breaking through the fog and drove firmly towards the destination.

(End of this chapter)