Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

As for Guan Shili, he still gave her two choices. She can stay in the Fu family and continue to be her Fu wife with her children. She can also sign a divorce agreement and go back to her mother's house to remarry. Anyway, all his assets were transferred to her and his words were left to her. Although he was really sorry for her when he left, it was good that she didn't have nothing.

Some of Fu's obstacles have been almost cleared by him. There will be no people who will affect Fu's status for a long time in the future. Fu Zhenyue should not be difficult to manage. When An'an grows up, Fu can pass on.

Fu was alone in a foreign country without Fu's support. Naturally, his situation was not comparable to that in China. He held a picture of Mu Yansheng in his hand and asked around like a psychosis all day. If his appearance and temperament were not completely linked with psychosis, maybe he would be called to the hospital.

The weather in Paris is bad these days. It has been raining all the time. He holds an umbrella and walks in the rain. His shoes and trouser legs have been soaked. The rain is mixed with bursts of cool wind. He can't help tightening his coat. His meticulous hairstyle has been messy by the wind. If he had been treated like this in China, it would be in France, No matter what, he must bear it.

He ran outside all day. His coat was a little thin. When he returned to the hotel, he caught a cold unexpectedly. He was dizzy and his nose was blocked. He took out the medicine he brought from home, took a few pills, took a hot bath and went to bed early.

In his sleep, he seemed to see the face that made him look forward to infinitely, and wanted to reach out and grasp it, but it had disappeared before he touched it. He called hysterically and looked for it. It happened that only a little distance, he just couldn't grasp it.

The next day, he couldn't help lying in bed until noon. He was so heavy that he felt very uncomfortable. He didn't know whether it was acclimatized or for some other reason. The medicine he brought from home didn't seem to play any role. His disease was not good, but more serious.

As a last resort, he had to struggle to get up from his bed and walk to the hospital. Today, he didn't happen to come. There were many patients in the hospital and there was a long queue. He was at the end, coughing and his face was pale. It seemed that every breath was as hot as a fire.

At first, he didn't pay attention to it. His health was not bad all the time. He didn't get very sick in China. He felt that this time it was just a little illness and didn't hinder him. Until his eyes gradually became dizzy, as if everything was in the fog. He held the wall and wanted to see clearly, but he couldn't see anything.

After a while, his eyes suddenly became dark, his limbs suddenly lost a little strength, his feet softened, and he suddenly fell to the ground without any consciousness.

When he woke up, his eyes were completely filled with dazzling white. He struggled to sit up from the bed and looked around. Just when he was confused, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a nurse came in, looking like an oriental face.

"You finally wake up. You have acute pneumonia and need to be hospitalized for a few days." The nurse's fluent Chinese immediately attracted his attention. It's not easy to see a Chinese in this foreign country, let alone the nurse who takes care of himself.

"Thank you." His throat was so hoarse that he felt terrible when he swallowed a little saliva, but he still thanked him.

"You're welcome. We are all Chinese. We should help you." The nurse smiled. Two pear vortices appeared on her white and beautiful face. They were very sweet, and her voice was warm and soft, which matched her image very well.

"By the way, my name is Lin Yifan, and you?" She suddenly remembered this. After all, it was not easy for two Chinese people to meet in a foreign country, so she naturally asked one more question.

"Fu qizun." He lowered his eyes slightly and said his name clearly. Although his indifference did not decrease at all, Lin Yifan still felt very kind and couldn't help wanting to be close to him.

"Then have a good rest. I'll go out first. I'll take care of you these days. You can call me if you have anything. You're welcome." After Lin Yifan said that, he turned around directly. Before waiting for him to thank him, he hurried out. Bursts of red clouds appeared on his white face. With a little girl's shame, even his steps couldn't help being lively.

He didn't care. He turned his face to one side. He didn't expect to get sick in such a few days. Although he didn't need to work here, looking for mu Yansheng was much more important than his work. Now that he was ill, he must have delayed a few days. Thinking about what Mu Yansheng might do these days, he couldn't help worrying.

In the past few days when he stayed in the hospital, Lin Yifan often came to chat with him and told him a lot of little knowledge about the country, and he always responded politely, refusing people thousands of miles away, never getting close, and always maintaining a light safe distance. It seems that no one can enter his heart.

After learning the reason why he came to France, Lin Yifan couldn't help but exclaim and stare at him like a monster. His face was unbelievable and his pupils couldn't help enlarging to the extreme.

"What's the matter? Don't you believe it?" He looked at her expression and asked faintly, with some doubts on his face.

"No, I just think it's really rare for a man like you to do this for a woman." Lin Yifan shook his head blankly. He couldn't help exclaiming at his mouth. He felt that he had been severely hit by 10000 points.

"What's rare? I have to pay all my debts. No matter how long it takes, I can't escape." His mouth could not help but burst into a sneer, slightly turned his face and looked into the distance. There was no expression on his face, and bursts of bone chilling coolness appeared in his long, narrow and deep eyes.

"You are a man with a story." Lin Yifan's eyes stayed on her, with a girl like curiosity on her face, her hands on her chin, and the collagen on her face implied her age.

Compared with Fu qizun, she is indeed a lot younger. Her appearance and a series of expressions are like those in her early twenties. She has just stepped into society and has not been involved in the world, so she is curious about everything.