The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Chapter 1852: Be Careful! (Seven)

"I didn't do it first!"

Fan Yu: "..."

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, Qiao Yuanfei could clearly see the corners of Fan Yu's mouth twitching slightly.

Probably he didn't expect that she would suddenly say such a sentence to him.

"I'm not blind. I can see that you only deserve to be beaten." Fan Yu opened his lips coldly and walked to the sofa to sit down.

The butler quickly came out of the kitchen with tea.

Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them, he didn't dare to ask more questions, silently put down the tea, and disappeared again.

Qiao Yuanfei walked to Fan Yu and stood in front of him.

In fact, her waist was a little uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to sit.

"The person who hit you was Qiao Yuanxi?" Fan Yu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and slowly opened his lips.

There was no emotion in his tone.

But he's even scarier like this.

Qiao Yuanfei hesitated and said nothing.

Fan Yu had already laughed coldly.

"It seems that Qiao Yuanxi is not the only one. Although Qiao Yuanxi is unruly and has princess disease, she has been pampered since childhood. If she really fights with you, she may not be your opponent unless someone helps her."

Qiao Yuanfei didn't need to say a word. Fan Yu had already restored the story of the matter to almost the same level.

Probably Qiao Yuanfei went to the hospital to deliver medicine to Qiao Fangfeng, but she met Qiao Yuanxi who was also hospitalized in that hospital, and they had a conflict...

The only thing he didn't guess correctly was that Qiao Yuanfei was so obviously injured, not because she couldn't beat Xie Yun's mother and daughter, but because she didn't fight back at all.

All she wants is to look seriously injured...

Qiao Yuanfei's eyes flashed and she lowered her eyes slightly: "I didn't suffer any loss. I beat Qiao Yuanxi more severely last time. She lay in the hospital for four days and she didn't recover."

"Very proud? Do you want me to give you a little red flower to encourage you?" Fan Yu raised his head and glanced sideways at her, his eyes cold.

Qiao Yuanfei: "..." No need.

She is not showing off, she just wants to say that she is not that easy to bully.

"What's going on with those reporters?"

Fan Yu frowned as he recalled what he saw when he first arrived at the hospital.

How come there are so many reporters squatting in a place like a hospital?

As if he came prepared.

Qiao Yuanfei bit her lip, "I'm not sure. When I came out, they were there. They seemed to have received news that my uncle was seriously ill and was hospitalized. They wanted to come for an interview, but they didn't expect to be bumped into by me. superior."

She thought for a moment and then added.

"Actually, I'm fine. I can still handle the Qiao family's affairs. I showed the doctor the medicine from the King of Medicine today. The doctor was very interested in the ingredients in the medicine and was willing to try it for me. As long as my uncle's illness can be cured, Get better and nothing else matters.”

"..."

Fan Yu sat back on the sofa and stared at the still red and swollen half of her face, with a faint light in her eyes.

It just didn't show anything on the face.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, she didn't force it.

Qiao Yuanfei breathed out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked upstairs.

As soon as I entered the room, I was about to change into my pajamas and lie down on the bed. As soon as I lifted up my clothes, the door of the room rang.

Before she could recover, the door rang twice symbolically, and Fan Yu had already opened the door.

He was still holding the medicine he had just brought back from the hospital, leaning against the door.

He raised his arms slightly, as if he didn't see her preparing to take off her clothes, and opened her lips lightly.

"You forgot to take your medicine. I'll bring it to you and help you apply it."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei wanted to say no, but Fan Yu didn't give her a chance to refuse. He stepped forward, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and lifted it up a little.

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