My dear President, Please make a detour

"You two stop!"

Feng qianxuan stopped and rushed out of the car.

Seeing Si Xiuqi and Gao Yang fighting together, he was angry and annoyed. He caught a glimpse of Si Zimu with a mobile phone in the car. He was afraid that they might hurt Zi Mu and grabbed a stone and slammed it into the window

Snap!

The window broke with a bang.

The loud voice instantly stopped the two people who were fighting together.

Both of them were injured. Gao Yang felt a sharp pain in his leg when he saw Feng qianxuan coming and touching his nose to go over.

Si Xiuqi got up from the ground. His clothes were broken and his face was hurt.

"Why are you here?" Si Xiuqi looked at her and then at Si Zimu.

"How old are you still fighting?"

Look at their devotion to fighting. If she didn't come, they would either go to the Bureau or the hospital tonight.

Si Xiuqi turned his head. Although he didn't see himself now, he also knew that he must be very embarrassed.

Feng qianxuan was a little angry when she saw him turn to the beginning.

Isn't what she said wrong? At such an old age, she still learns to fight among primary school students.

His eyes tightened when he caught a glimpse of his arm dripping blood downward.

"Are you okay?"

After asking Feng qianxuan, she thought she was asking nonsense.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll take you to the hospital first."

Feng qianxuan missed him and helped Gao Yang up. Thinking that he was coming at a high speed all the way, she angrily punched Gao Yang.

"You murdered me?" Gao Yang was not angry.

Feng qianxuan looked at him coldly, "you're really hopeless."

"I'm hopeless?" Gao Yang smiled angrily. "Who am I for? Don't you know?"

"I said you don't mind my business." Feng qianxuan looked a little momentary.

She knew Gao Yang was angry for her.

Feng qianxuan always doesn't like giving hope that can't be given.

She couldn't like Gao Yang, so she had to tell him with this attitude.

"OK, I won't care about Feng qianxuan." Gao Yang pushed her away and limped in another direction.

"Hey, Gao Yang!"

Gao Yang opened the door and got on the bus. The car turned backward and soon disappeared at the end of the road.

She shook her head, looked back and hurriedly ran over: "Si Xiuqi, Si Xiuqi?"

Si Xiuqi fainted to the ground and was unconscious.

"The patient was too tired some time ago, and he was nervous and started with others today, so he was excited for a moment. He'll be fine when he wakes up."

"OK, thank you, doctor. Be careful on the way." Feng qianxuan sent the doctor away and returned to the room.

Si Xiuqi didn't wake up, and his forehead was covered with gauze.

It's funny to match his angular facial features.

She hasn't been here for some time. Many things have changed, but fortunately some things haven't changed.

Everything in the kitchen hasn't changed. Si Xiuqi taught her to cook here before.

Up to now, Feng qianxuan has been hungry with her chest on her back.

After tossing around in the kitchen for a while, I barely made a pot of porridge. I was happy and ready to put it out. At this time, I only heard the door click.

Feng qianxuan turned her head and saw Lin Moyi closing the door.

As soon as Lin Moyi looked back, her face darkened.

"Why are you here?"

Feng qianxuan smiled and leaned lazily against the door frame with a spoon in her hand. "Si Xiuqi brought me back."

Lin Moyi's hand shook slightly, and her face became a little pale. "Si... Where's Mr. Si? I have something to do with him."

"Too tired? He's sleeping."

Then Feng qianxuan rubbed her waist and legs

It looks like people misunderstood what they did.

Lin Moyi clenched her fist and said with a strong smile, "I see. Sister Xuan, when will you go back? I'll see you off."

"I won't go back." Feng qianxuan went to serve dinner.

"Don't you go back?" Lin Moyi's face is getting darker and darker, "but there's no place for you to live here."

Feng qianxuan's room is already hers.

"Are you still worried that I have no place to live?" Feng qianxuan looked at her like a fool.

Lin Moyi is more worried. Is it difficult for Feng qianxuan to live with Mr. Si?

That's too much.

"What are you doing? Let me help you."

Feng qianxuan smiled at the corner of her lips. "No, this is the meal I made for Si Xiuqi. He will be very happy to see it."

Feng qianxuan bent her eyes and said with a smile, "do you think so?"

Lin Moyi gritted her teeth and ran back to the room on the pretext of her discomfort.

Finally, hearing the sound of falling things from the room, Si Zimu opened the door, looking sleepy and slightly stunned.

Feng qianxuan hurried to coax him to sleep again. When she came out, her face was cold.

Lin Moyi's mind is too heavy to take care of Si Zimu, but her goal is Si Xiuqi.

Forget it, Si Xiuqi is happy to worry about her.

The next day, Si Xiuqi opened his eyes and saw the familiar room.

He rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache. He stopped for a while before he remembered what had happened.

"Tut." Si Xiuqi couldn't help humming.

He had already passed his vigorous age. As a result, Gao Yang's brain was congested with blood because of his few words.

When I went out, the smell of porridge floated in the kitchen.

Feng qianxuan's note on the table was written neatly.

"The medicine is on the table. You can't forget it three times a day. There is porridge in the kitchen. Remember to let Zi Mu drink it. Also, don't fight again in the future. It's childish and terrible."

Finally, Feng qianxuan painted a very angry face.

Si Xiuqi chuckled.

Lin Moyi happened to see this scene, as if she had been slapped hard. What she had always thought was wrong.

Si Xiuqi doesn't dislike Feng qianxuan.

She should have seen it in his eyes!

Her heart was upset and a sweet smile appeared on her face

"Mr. Si, you're up. I've just made you porridge. Try it."

"Did you do it?" Si Xiuqi raised his eyebrows.

"That's right." Lin Moyi thought and said, "I remember. When sister Xuan left, her porridge fell off, and I made another one."

Lin Moyi's smile is harmless to humans and animals.

Si Xiuqi said politely and distantly, "thank you."

"You're welcome. I'll send Zimu to school later. The teacher said Zimu's performance is getting better and better, and the children like him very much."

"I see." Si Xiuqi tasted the porridge and asked carelessly, "have you found a house recently?"

Lin Moyi's pupils widened and showed some unspeakable meaning: "sorry, Mr. Si, there is a shortage of houses. I haven't found a house yet."

"My friend has a house. I know if you want to live in it? It's not far from here and the transportation is very convenient."