President's dumb little sweet wife

In the face of Fang Zhelin's tough attitude, Liang Shuer can only do nothing. "I came to see you today because I wanted to ask you for help." Liang Shuer now doesn't care about her self-esteem.

"Hehe. Ask me for help? I didn't expect that Liang Shuer, who had so many ideas and contacts, would ask me for help?" Fang Zhelin said to Liang Shuer with a mocking face.

Quite early, when Fang Zhelin and Liang Shuer were in college, Fang Zhelin promised Liang Shuer more than once. One day I will stand out with my ability, and the only driving force is to make Liang Shuer a successful professional model.

But what. What happened? When Fang Zhelin is experiencing life. What did Liang Shuer do to pave the way for her future business? Just for a show with Fang Zhelin and other men behind his back?

Fang Zhelin cannot tolerate more than liang Shuer's betrayal of herself. More importantly, Liang Shuer's distrust of herself. Like Liang Shuer, a woman who has no life principles, no bottom line and does everything to achieve her goal. Fang Zhelin will never see it in his eyes. Let alone take it to heart.

Every word and expression of Fang Zhelin seemed to cut Liang Shuer's heart bit by bit with a knife. But to succeed. Liang Shuer can only choose to endure.

"Zhelin. No matter what you say to me, no matter how ugly it sounds, I can accept it. Because I really hurt you at the beginning. But now, you have succeeded. Do you remember when you promised me that you would help me become a model?"

Fang Zhelin couldn't believe that Liang Shuer could say such shameless words. Even if Fang Zhelin had promised Liang Shuer before, the situation is different now. Liang Shuer's harm to Fang Zhelin. It can never be made up for.

"How dare you say such a thing? Do you want to be shameless?" Fang Zhelin said with a gnash of hate.

"Face? Where do I have face? As early as many years ago, after that incident, I had no face. As long as I succeed, success, you know? As long as you can give me a chance of my own, I will be able to successfully become a famous model." Liang Shuer had already burst into tears.

Maybe it's Fang Zhelin's cruel stimulation, maybe it's because his efforts over the years have not been rewarded, or maybe he regrets what he did at the beginning, but now all this is not important.

Fang Zhelin felt his head buzzing and his eyes blurred. He supported the door with his hand and barely supported his body. "I understand. You must be here to act as the image spokesman of zheqing Chuangshi. You want to be famous through zheqing Chuangshi, right?"

Fang Zhelin's voice was weak, and his forehead was sweating.

Liang Shuer grabbed Fang Zhelin's hand and said, "please, just give me a chance, okay? Even if it's only this time, I'll bear the success or failure alone."

However, Fang Zhelin doesn't quite understand. Since Gu Enron is responsible for the advertising plan of zheqing Chuangshi group, by virtue of Gu Enron's relationship with Liang Shuer and Gu Enron's character, she will certainly help Liang Shuer, but why did Liang Shuer come here today to beg for herself? "This is my only use value to you?" Fang Zhelin said with a bitter smile.

Liang Shuer could not hear Fang Zhelin's words for a long time, because she once again lost face and self-esteem in front of Fang Zhelin, and could no longer raise her head and hold her chest in front of Fang Zhelin.

"Give me a reason, give me a reason that can help you!" Fang Zhelin began to tremble, and his legs didn't listen. If he let go, he would fall to the ground.

"We once had a child, and then I knocked it out because you didn't have any news." Liang Shuer said the most secret and painful truth of her life.

Fang Zhelin was surprised. "What did you say? You said there was a child between me and you? How could it be?"

Liang Shuer tried to control her emotions and said, "it's true. I found it after I left. But I couldn't find your person at that time. I had no choice but to kill it. You must believe me. It's absolutely true."

Fang Zhelin dropped his head strangely, "how could it be like this? It's really evil fate!"

"Zhelin, it used to be me who was bad. I'm sorry for you and I hurt you, but at least you're better than me now. So, please, give me a way to live. I really need this opportunity. As long as you say a word, maybe you can change my life." Liang Shuer said pitifully, pulling Fang Zhelin's arm.

Poor people must be hateful. Fang Zhelin doesn't want to see Liang Shuer more at a glance. He used up almost all his strength to shake off Liang Shuer's hand and said helplessly, "well, I promise you. But from now on, you have nothing to do with me."

After hearing about the child, Fang Zhelin seemed to be drained of all his strength. He never knew he had a child? This may be Fang Zhelin's only debt to Liang Shuer.

"So you promised, right? Thank you, really thank you." Liang Shuer suddenly stopped crying and looked at Fang Zhelin, as if she was relieved at last.

"Let's go." the only thing Fang Zhelin can do in the face of people like Liang Shuer is to be out of sight and out of mind, because people like Liang Shuer who can sell their body, sell their self-esteem and do anything can't be described as "helpless".

Just as Fang Zhelin was about to stand up straight and close the door, he suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes. He only felt that his limbs were weak, as if his body was out of control.

"Zhelin, what's the matter with you?" Liang Shuer quickly helped Fang Zhelin up. "Let me help you in. Be careful."

Finally, with the help of Liang Shuer, Fang Zhelin finally walked into the room and lay on the sofa nearby.

"Are you all right?" Liang Shuer touched Fang Zhelin's forehead and said in surprise, "you have a fever? We have to go to the hospital quickly!" then Liang Shuer was going to help Fang Zhelin up from the sofa.

But Fang Zhelin's body was so heavy that Liang Shuer couldn't help her up at all. "What can I do? Yes, 120, call." said Liang Shuer, taking out her mobile phone to make a call.

Fang Zhelin lay vaguely on the sofa and wanted to say something, but he felt dry mouth and couldn't make a sound.

"What are you talking about?" Liang Shuer put her ear to Fang Zhelin's mouth and asked.

"Water, I want to drink water!"

"Do you want to drink water?" Liang Shuer heard it vaguely, so she quickly got up and poured Fang Zhelin a cup of boiled water and fed it carefully.

Because Liang Shuer was wearing thin high heels, she was in a hurry. When she got up, she accidentally tripped over the foot of the sofa and rushed to Fang Zhelin's arms.

Just at this time, Gu Enron appeared at Fang Zhelin's door, "Zhelin? Are you at home? Why didn't you close the door?"

But when Gu Enron walked in, he saw Liang Shuer fall in Fang Zhelin's arms. In an instant, Gu Enron was stunned and speechless for a long time.

"Enron, Enron." Fang Zhelin first turned around and looked at Gu Enron standing in a daze, his face flustered.

Liang Shuer heard Gu Enron's voice and quickly stood up. She looked even more ugly. Her eyes were red. At a glance, she knew that Liang Shuer had cried.

"Why are you here?" Gu Enron said calmly, trying to restrain his inner fear.

"I, I..." Liang Shuer really didn't know how to explain to Gu Enron, so she had an idea, quickly changed the topic and said, "Fang Zhelin is ill and has a high fever. Please have a look. I can't move him alone."

At this time, Gu Enron turned his head and looked at Fang Zhelin carefully. His eyes were slightly dull, his face was sallow, and his lips were dry and cracked.

"Where is the medicine box?" Gu Enron calmly looked at Fang Zhelin and asked.

"The penultimate drawer of the film and television cabinet." Fang Zhelin tried to make himself sound. He wanted to explain to Gu Enron, but he didn't have the strength to speak.

Gu Enron ignored Liang Shuer, but went directly to the front of the film and television cabinet, took out the medicine box and searched for it for a long time. It seemed that he was looking for fever medicine, but he didn't find it.

Gu Enron simply took out a bottle of medical alcohol, turned and went to the bathroom. After a while, he brought out a basin of warm water and took a towel with him. Then he poured some of the alcohol into the basin and stirred it evenly.

Then Gu Enron took off Fang Zhelin's coat again, revealing only a close fitting vest and gently wiped each other's forehead, armpit, neck and palm with a towel. Over and over again, the whole room was quiet without a sound, only the dripping sound of Gu Enron twisting the towel.

Fang Zhelin fell asleep vaguely because he was worried about Gu Enron. His eyes sometimes closed slightly and sometimes opened for fear that Gu Enron would leave. Gradually, the temperature on Fang Zhelin began to subside, and his face gradually turned red.

"Well, it shouldn't be a big deal. I'll go down and buy some cold medicine and fever medicine. After taking the medicine, it's almost done." Gu Enron got up and said.

"But I just dialed 120 emergency number!" Liang Shuer thought of Fang Zhelin's uncomfortable appearance just now. She was in a hurry all her life.

"It doesn't matter. It's ok if you want to go to the hospital." Gu Enron said expressionless, neither angry nor sad.

Fang Zhelin knew that Gu Enron deliberately suppressed his at this time. He knew that Gu Enron must be full of questions. He would rather Gu Enron left angrily just now, or directly questioned himself and Liang Shuer, but Gu Enron didn't ask or mention anything.

"I won't go to the hospital," Fang said.

Just at this time, Gu Enron, Liang Shuer and Fang Zhelin were embarrassed and didn't speak.

Gu Enron poured out the water in the basin and said, "it seems that you must have something to talk about? Then I'll go first. Remember to buy some cold medicine downstairs."

"Enron," Gu Enron had already opened the door and left before Fang Zhelin finished.

Because Fang Zhelin got up a little violently just now, a violent headache came up, and the dizziness hit again. "Are you okay?"

"You go away." Liang Shuer wanted to help Fang Zhelin, but she was refused.

Fang Zhelin carefully lay down again and looked at the ceiling. "Now you should be satisfied? You go. I don't want to see you anymore."