Chapter 112

"I'm really OK." Fu Zhiran gently pushes away Tong fenyue and looks at her kind face. She smiles, "Mom."

This sound, with a little nasal, full of gratitude.

Seeing Fu Zhiran enter the room and close the door, the smile on Tong fenyue's face gradually disappears and her shoulders shrug down.

She frowned and sighed sadly.

Zhou's sister-in-law also frowned, "madam, what can I do?"

It seems that turtle soup is useless.

"There's a long way to go." Tong fenyue stares at the door of Fu Zhiran's room and thinks deeply.

There seems to be another way.

Mrs. Zhou was curious. "What's the best way, madam?"

Tong fenyue gives her a smile, and then goes into the room happily.

Back in the room, she immediately picked up the tablet and sent a video to Mr. Liang Yu.

The video is connected. Liang Yu is at the bar, wearing headphones and mixing wine in his hand.

"Do you have spring medicine?"

Tong fenyue went straight to the theme, not even a single greeting.

The word "Chun ~ Yao" came out of her mouth so easily that Liang Yu didn't feel uncomfortable. He just frowned and asked, "what do you want to do?"

Tong fenyue didn't pay attention to Liang Yu's question, "or you can make me a wine that can make dry firewood and fire burn together."

"If the firewood is dry enough and the fire is strong enough, it will burn all together. If it doesn't burn, it proves that the fire is not enough and the firewood hasn't been dried." Liang Yu said lazily and gave Tong fenyue a funny look.

Then he handed the wine to the guest and nodded politely.

"That's why I don't want to help." Tong fenyue said angrily, "I've got the wrong person. I've hung up."

Then she reached out to hang up the video. Liang Yu quickly put away his smiling face, took the tablet with both hands, and asked, "is the injury on your face better?"

"It's all right." Tong fenyue shook her head and said, "it's just a little bit."

Liang Yu gently frowned and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "that boy is thick skinned and used to being beaten. Don't stop him next time."

He was concerned, but Tong fenyue turned over and glared at him fiercely, "you are thick skinned, your family is thick skinned, not your son, of course you don't feel bad."

Who says her son, who she is anxious with.

Then she immediately hung up the video.

Said to come to the small temper, Liang Yu over there can't laugh or cry, but still sent a message to coax her.

"Don't get angry. I'll help you study the wine you said."

The proud and charming Ms. Tong fenyue raised her lips and began to smile.

Hum! She didn't believe that there was no way to reconcile the two little things in bed!

……

The next day, Fu Zhiran was online all day. She was edited for the annual meeting.

Under Wang Qiong's Amway, she promised the editor to attend the annual meeting in a city for three or four days.

So she had to save the manuscript and shut herself up in the study all day.

She can even go downstairs for three meals in the morning, in the middle and in the evening all day, and she can't be seen the rest of the time.

Only in this way, she can think less and put all her thoughts and feelings into words.

There are no acquaintances here. Tong fenyue gets some wool to knit a sweater.