Chapter 35

Then he got up and left in a huff.

“……”

The luxurious VIP ward is as well equipped as the presidential suite of the hotel.

After two days of recuperation, Li Aomei's face was still very pale. She looked anxiously at the young woman who looked left and right into the ward and asked, "how's it going? Where is Fu Zhiran now? "

The girl is no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a cold breath on her body.

She went to Li Aomei's bed and said, "she lives in LAN Jingyan's Jiangjing villa."

Hearing this, Li Aomei reached out and pushed the cup off the bedside table

Let out a roar, the cup fell to the ground and broke, the water spilled all over the ground.

Her eyes exuded a fierce anger, the woman quickly came forward, holding her arm, "Miss Li."

"Why?" Li Aomei's voice was a little smaller, but her tone was still almost roaring. "Why can Fu Zhiran always save herself from danger again and again? Why is she still so proud?"

I'm not reconciled.

She spent so much effort, every time is almost to succeed, but let her escape.

The woman comforted her excited mood, "Miss Li, you just had a miscarriage, so you shouldn't be so angry."

"No, I won't let Fu Zhiran have a better life. Not in the past, not in the future." Li Aomei clenched her teeth and held the quilt tightly in her hands.

He was full of murderous gas.

The woman frowned and sighed, "now that she's away from Rong's home, it's even harder for you to deal with her."

Li Aomei raised her chin and hummed coldly, "since she was a child, she has been high spirited and spoiled. I have no sense of existence around her. LAN Jingyan, who she wanted, was put in prison because of her harm. She ran to rob me of my goal from childhood to adulthood, and let me be a junior for so many years. Even if I die, I will not make her feel better."

"I'll be on call if you want." The woman said as she helped Li Aomei to lie down, "you should take good care of yourself first. It will be a long time."

Li Aomei asked again, "what happened to the half dead one in the sanatorium?"

The woman replied, "I'm getting better every day."

Smell speech, Li Aomei hands and raised tightly, hard teeth, "Fu Zhiran!"

……

These days, the editor of Fu Zhiran's book gave her a good recommendation, so the task of coding every day is heavier.

It's almost eleven o'clock after the code.

She turned off the computer, picked up the water cup, got up to pour a glass of water, and then returned to the chair to sit down, picked up the mobile phone, brush the microblog, ready to take a bath and sleep.

The cell phone suddenly rang.

The caller ID is my aunt.

Why does my aunt call so late? What's the matter with mom?

Fu Zhiran thought, with a "clatter" in her heart, she answered the phone quickly, put it in her ear and asked nervously, "aunt, why don't you go to bed so late?"

Aunt tone is always that kind of naive, "Xiao ran, are you and Rong Yue in conflict?"

Fu Zhiran was surprised. Did her divorce with Rong Yue spread to her mother so quickly?

Thinking about it, she asked uncertainly, "why does my aunt ask like this?"

Aunt said: "today should have paid medical fees, but no one from Rong family came to pay, I don't trust you, so call to ask."

Damn, how could she forget such an important thing.

Fu Zhiran reproached himself and said to his aunt, "don't worry, aunt. I'll remit the money to you."