1295: C1295 You're like a Poor Wretch Who Only Knows How to Eat

C1295 You're like a Poor Wretch Who Only Knows How to Eat

A farce ended, and the store was tidied up.

Fu Manyun took the medicine box from upstairs and applied the medicine for the warmth.

Warmth looked at Fu Manyun and did not say anything as she slightly pursed her lips.

"Mann, are you alright?"

Clearly, the two of them could achieve positive results, but there was an additional stubborn Lyu Zixin.

Perhaps there was no smooth-sailing relationship in this world.

Everyone would more or less experience a storm.

"What can happen to me? You are the one who is in trouble."

Fu Manyun carefully bandaged the wound and looked at her. She used her index finger to point at her forehead with a reproachful expression.

"What do you think you are rushing over for? Every time you do something, you do not care about the consequences! Have you forgotten that you're pregnant? If that madman were to bump into you, I wouldn't be the main culprit! "

Upon hearing this, warmth filled his heart.

"You already said that she was a madman. I can't just watch her rush over and ruin your face!"

At that time, she did not think so much. There was only one thought in her mind, and that was to not let Lyu Zixin hurt Fu Manyun.

"Nothing is more precious than the child in your womb. In the future, you are not allowed to be so impulsive, understand?"

Fu Manyun packed her things and glared at him warmly, "I really hope that Director Jiang will wake up soon and take you back, so that I don't have to worry about you every day."

When she heard this, her warm almond eyes sparkled.

She did not have time to tell Fu Manyun about the matter of Jiang Lingfeng not being controlled by Xu Jiaojiao.

Should she tell her?

"Why aren't you saying anything? I'm sorry, are you sad? Don't worry, Director Jiang will definitely get better."

Fu Manyun saw that the warmth was not making a sound and thought that she was unhappy, so she quickly comforted.

"En, Mann, don't be sad. Everything will get better. I believe that Lyu Zhixuan will take care of his and Lyu Zixin's matters."

Warmth temporarily did not tell Fu Manyun about Jiang Lingfeng's matters.

It was not that she did not trust her, but it was a bit inappropriate now.

She still wanted to persuade Fu Manyun.

Because looking at her cold face towards Lyu Zhixuan just now, it was clear that there was a knot in her heart.

"Nuan, don't mention the two of them anymore. You know, I am also not an ignorant girl who knows nothing about the affairs of the world. You can say that I am realistic or rational, but right now, I only hope to expand the shop. I want to bring my son up safely. If there is a man who can accept my son in the future and his character is acceptable... If my family is rich, I will consider my life's important matters. As for Lyu Zhixuan... "

Fu Manyun paused," I cannot deny that he is a good man and also a responsible man. However, his current situation is not suitable for marriage. I don't want to provoke Lyu Zixin. It's too troublesome."

She was not young anymore and had long surpassed the age of dreams.

Right now, she only needed a calm life, no need to be so colorful. As long as the years were peaceful, it would be fine.

When she heard Fu Manyun's calm words, the warmth was gone for a moment.

She wanted to say a few words to persuade her, but she felt that she had nowhere to say anything.1

Everyone had their own living goals. Whether their shoes fit or not, only he himself knew.

Forget it, let them just let nature take its course.

"Mann, since you have your own thoughts, let's see if Lyu Zhixuan has the fortune to marry you."

She got up warmly, "I won't say anymore. I have to go back."

"Go back? Don't. Let's eat dinner here before leaving. My son is playing upstairs. I'll bring you up to have a look. "

Fu Manyun's mood was quickly tidied up. She pulled the warmth upstairs without any explanation.

Warmth thought about it and did not refuse anymore.

After all, she could not return to the Jiang family. There was no difference between going to the Fu family and staying here.

Sigh, she suddenly felt so pitiful, like a pitiful worm that ate the food of hundreds of families!

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