President's Private Spoil Rule

Everyone's gone.

Bai Xiaolong walked slowly and asked Fu Qingyu, "is everything really going to be the day after tomorrow? After all, the day after tomorrow... "

After all, the day after tomorrow is the old lady's funeral.

Fu Qingyu's face was like frost: "yes! If you hurt her, you must go with her. "

The day after tomorrow, the old lady's funeral, those who hurt her, must be buried with her.

"How can you suddenly doubt Mo Nantian?"

Fu Qingyu touched the car key on the table and walked out: "all suspicious people will not let go."

It turned out that she had been staring at Chen Qian and Liu Xiong and had never doubted Mo Nantian. Green and mastiff dog stared at them almost 24 hours, only Mo Nantian, she never doubted. Because only he came out to protect their mother and daughter when the Fu family was at its worst.

But now, maybe she's been wrong all the time.

Fu Qingyu went to the hospital to see Hong, and his heart hurt more.

It's because she has always lived too lightly. It's because she has always underestimated the position of guild leader. It's because she always thinks that she plays with the Mafia.

Whether it's a task, a fight, or dealing with the white road, white Bruce Lee will do it, and the old lady will give advice on big ideas. It seems that she is only responsible for signing.

But now, the old lady is gone, and Hong's life and death are uncertain.

Fu Qingyu knows that she must stand up, use her brain and protect Bai Xiaolong. This is her duty, but when it came to the end, she found that she couldn't do anything. She didn't know where to start, which decisions were wise and which actions could protect those who followed her.

The rain was falling with snow.

When Fu Qingyu returned to Fu's house with an open top, he saw Zuo Shaoqing standing at the door wet and watching her quietly.

Heart, as if twisted, twisted, sore throat bursts of sweet.

Fu Qingyu's eyes were stained with fog. She walked over step by step and asked calmly, "tomorrow will be cremated. Go and see her for the last time. She always likes you."

Zuo Shaoqing followed her, went upstairs and stopped at the door of the old lady's bedroom.

From beginning to end, she didn't put her eyes on his face.

Fu Qingyu turned sideways and said, "please come in."

Such polite language and such polite behavior made Zuo Shaoqing dazed. He opened his mouth and spit out only one word: "OK."

Fu Qingyu didn't follow in. He leaned against the wall outside the door with his pocket.

Ten minutes later, Fu Qingyu glanced at Zuo Shaoqing who came out, got up straight, turned and walked downstairs.

Leading Zuo Shaoqing to the door, Fu Qingyu turned sideways, made way for him, and cut himself slightly: "go slowly."

Zuo Shaoqing looked at the indifference in her eyes and endured all the problems from the bottom of her heart. Wen said, "jade, people can't come back from death. You should take good care."

Fu Qingyu lowered her eyes: "thank you, I will!"

Zuo Shaoqing clenched his fist: "I need my help the day after tomorrow..."

Fu Qingyu's eyes were cold: "how do you know the day after tomorrow..."

She didn't inform him.

Her cold eyes pressed straight into Zuo Shaoqing's heart, so cold.

Zuo Shaoqing told the truth: "you weren't there when you came. You asked ling'er."

Fu Qingyu said lightly, "from today on, please remove all your people around me."

"Sapphire..." Zuo Shaoqing was worried, "why?"

He sent someone to stay with the her, and she didn't feel uncomfortable. Now, why? Do you want to draw a line with him?!

Fu Qingdan said, "after all, I'm the leader of the Green Eagle. I'm affected by the kindness of the black market and my reputation."

"That's... My man. It has nothing to do with the black market."

Zuo Shaoqing was a little nervous. When is it now? Fu Qingyu might be in danger if he withdrew his people.

Fu Qingyu interrupted him, "you are the man on the black market."

Zuo Shaoqing said, "I'll accompany you that night."

Fu Qingyu said, "in the future, the Fu family will set up secret sentries for ten miles. There is no need to bother." The snow fell on her face and drew waterlines, "walk slowly."

With that, she turned and entered the door.

"Sapphire!" Zuo Shaoqing was about to reach out to stop her, but unexpectedly, the door bumped heavily and blocked his outstretched hand.

The wind with rain and snow hit his handsome face, drawing rain lines, transforming his always beautiful face like crying.

Xuan, who was hidden in the dark, came over and asked in a low voice, "Sir, will you come back?"

Zuo Shaoqing looked at the closed door and said, "go back."

In the return car, Zuo Shaoqing sat quietly, but there was endless sadness in the car.

He only knew about the old lady last night. He hurried back before the things over there were finished. He went to see her before he went home. He thought she might need her own shoulder, but he didn't want to. She didn't need him anymore.

Those who withdrew him blocked the old lady's funeral and rejected all his good intentions.

Why?

An unprecedented sense of powerlessness welled up.

He has never seen such Fu Qingyu before. How should he deal with it, how to make her turn around, and how to find his fu Qingyu?

Back to the castle, Zuo Xiaoyou sat on the sofa with Xiao Che.

After returning from country h, ye Rui and Zuo Xiaoyou have been in a cold war. Zuo Xiaoyou even no longer allows Ye Rui to enter the master bedroom.

The whole family knew about yerui's cheating. He was isolated by the whole family. Even Xiaoche didn't listen to his control anymore.

Xiaoche first saw Zuo Shaoqing coming back, stood up and asked, "uncle."

Zuo Xiaoyou saw that Zuo Shaoqing was soaked and embarrassed. He quickly asked the servant to take a towel and pass it to him: "how did this happen? Wipe it quickly and don't catch cold. " He ordered the servant to cook ginger soup quickly.

Zuo Shaoqing looked left and right, and his eyes flashed: "little right..."

"Huh?"

"Have you seen sapphire?"

Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head: "the Green Eagle blocked the news and never came to inform him. It's too impulsive to go rashly. "

It turned out that he was too impulsive.

Fu Qingyu blocked the news, but he knew it for the first time. He thought it was concern. In her opinion, should it trample on her dignity?

Zuo Shaoqing smiled at himself. It turned out that he would still have "impulse".

Zuo Xiaoyou said, "I brought back the youtan Brahma flower when Qinghe. I put it in your study."

"Yes."

Although she had already received the message from Qing, Zuo Shaoqing still walked quickly to the study.

In the glass cover, there are the branches of youtan Borra, which are cut off, and there are dense flowers on them. They stand all over the branches like a group of small silver elves, which is very smart and lovely.

Sapphire

He's still there.

Zuo Shaoqing raised his eyes. When his eyes fell on the pen holder, the bottom of his heart was cool again.

There are only two withered roses in the pen holder. She didn't send them yesterday.

She didn't send it.

Why?

Zuo Shaoqing's palm is cold, sapphire. What do you want to do?

Are you breaking up with me?