Love You To The Bones

Xiao Jingcheng was so anxious that when she found Fang Xiaoran, she was sitting on the concrete floor blankly, and her whole body was shaking.

"Ranran, what's the matter? Why are you here?"

After finishing the head acupuncture treatment, he soon woke up from his deep sleep and waited in the consulting room for almost an hour without waiting for Fang Xiaoran's people. With the passage of time, his heart was constantly worried about what kind of situation Fang Xiaoran would encounter when he went to find Shen Zichuan.

Good and bad, they revolved around in their minds. Gradually, Xiao Jingcheng became worried and rushed out of the consulting room to find her in the door room of Shen Zichuan on the top floor.

Except for the male psychologist, the building has long been empty.

Neither Shen Zichuan nor Fang Xiaoran is here.

Immediately, Xiao Jingcheng rushed to the gate of the hospital. Just in time, he saw Shen Zichuan get on the black Maybach alone and drive away, but he didn't find Fang Xiaoran's shadow.

At that moment, Xiao Jingcheng was so anxious that he burned inside.

He rushed into the hospital again, starting from the hall on the first floor, and conducted a carpet search layer by layer.

At the moment when he saw Fang Xiaoran, he was relieved, wiped his sweaty face, rushed up and hugged her tightly in his arms, like hugging the most precious baby, "Ran Ran, did that bastard Shen Zichuan bully you again and trouble you?"

Smelling the warm and reassuring breath from Xiao Jingcheng, Fang Xiaoran's empty eyes gradually returned to light, and slowly cast her eyes on his anxious and worried Junyan, who seemed to have a serious illness, spoke slowly and in a very light voice, "Jingcheng, Shen Zichuan said to forget me, his four-year marriage and all my past with him."

"You're stupid! I told you before. He's sick and has a pit in his brain. Don't worry about a psychopath! When he's cured, he'll remember you. People will remember you."

Xiao Jingcheng painfully wiped her tears and was sad. In her eyes and heart, only Shen Zichuan was the most important.

The damn man's simple words and expression can easily affect Fang Xiaoran's mood and make her cry and laugh involuntarily.

But why can't the man who controls Ranran's mood be him?

If only it were him!

Under the persuasion of Xiao Jingcheng, Fang Xiaoran finally regained some mental strength, and her pale face faded two points.

Remembering that the physical condition of my baby daughter was approaching the point of urgency, I suppressed the vigorous bitterness and sadness at the bottom of my heart, looked up and smiled gratefully at Xiao Jingcheng, "thank you, Jingcheng!"

When she helped him out of the fire passage, her forehead crashed into the door frame. If Xiao Jingcheng hadn't been around to take care of him, her forehead would have been bleeding.

Xiao Jingcheng grinned affectionately, "Dear Ranran, if you really want to thank me, you can promise me. The company and I are yours!"

Fang Xiaoran has always ignored his occasional courtship.

At this moment, his hand was firmly on her waist and helped her out of the hospital gate to the parking lot.

Fang Xiaoran's face was slightly hot because of his powerful hand and the temperature of his pressed palm.

After getting on the bus, the driver turned the engine and drove slowly to the city center.

Xiao Jingcheng's big palm still stuck to her waist, as if it had taken root——

Fang Xiaoran looked up at him silently, which meant that your hand was still on my waist.

He smiled with a spring heart. "Ranran, I've just had acupuncture. I'm cold all over. Don't be so stingy. Lend me warmth."

“……”

At that moment, Fang Xiaoran wanted to faint him.

In the consulting room where Shen Zichuan was treated, shortly after he left, the male psychologist pushed open a small hidden door behind the white curtain and went in.

It looked like a small reception room. A young woman with beautiful and perfect makeup stood by the French window in high heels. Her gloomy eyes shot straight on the face of the male psychologist. She smiled coldly and proudly. "How's the matter going?"

"It went well."

Frightened by Fang Yanrong's arrogance, the male psychologist walked over, stood about two meters away from her, nodded respectfully and said, "under my deliberate guidance, Mr. Shen took the initiative to clear all the memories of his ex-wife Fang Xiaoran."

"Very good."

Fang Yanrong finally showed her first smile after entering the door, then took out a bank card from her bag and handed it to her, "remember, as long as he comes in the future, you will give him that kind of hypnosis to forget Fang Xiaoran every time."

"Yes, I see."

The male psychologist excitedly accepted the bank card with a happy face.

Satisfied with the other party's knowledge and interest, Fang Yanrong thought carefully for a moment and explained some details that could not be ignored before she walked out of the hospital with her handbag and twisted her thin waist.

Shen Zichuan's fatal point is never to touch a woman touched by other men.

That's why she erased her unbearable memory of being humiliated by a gangster when he was knocked unconscious in a car accident.

Therefore, she will constantly search for photos and evidence of Fang Xiaoran and Xiao Jingcheng, and send them to Shen Zichuan by anonymous express mail.

In particular, the daughter brought back by Fang Xiaoran, with blonde hair, blue eyes and snow skin, is a kind of foreign ghost guy.

With Shen Zichuan's cleanliness for women's abnormal body, he will definitely ask to eliminate Fang Xiaoran's memory, which is urgent.

When he forgot the haunting Fang Xiaoran, his real chance came.

In the parking lot, Fang Yanrong sat in the car with comfortable temperature, with a pair of watery eyes filled with complacency.

From then on, she wants Shen Zichuan to be the only one in her mind!

On the other hand, Fang Xiaoran was taken to his office by Xiao Jingcheng. Her spirit was always bleak. He arranged a quiet rest in his separate living room.

"Ranran, there's an emergency meeting that needs me to preside over. Go to bed first. Don't think about anything. Don't think about it. I'm a tall man to support you when the sky falls."

Fang Xiaoran's sad mood was cured by his warm smile. He smiled and nodded, "well, you go and help yourself!"

"Darling, I'll come to you when I'm finished."

Xiao Jingcheng carefully adjusted the air conditioner to the appropriate temperature, and found a thin silk bed to be put on her. Until the assistant called and urged again and again, he turned back step by step and left reluctantly.

Looking at his reluctant move, Fang Xiaoran felt that the warmth of her heart was mixed with complex emotions.

Xiao Jingcheng is really very kind to her, but her heart has long died. She will live up to his deep feelings after all!

Lying on the comfortable big bed, thinking for a long time, Fang Xiaoran gradually fell asleep.

In a daze of consciousness, she was awakened by a rush of mobile phone ringing.

Squinting, he picked up the mobile phone by the pillow, clamped it in his ear and asked softly, "Hey, it's me!"

When she heard the other party mention the word "Fang Baoer" on the phone, Fang Xiaoran was startled. She sat up from the bed, trembled her voice and asked in a broken heart, "wait, bao'er... What's the matter with my daughter?"