Chapter 173 Bring my children to have a meal (3)
Fu Juncheng nodded, let go of her hand, put his hands on her side, his collar was open, and his strong chest was looming.
Gu Qingning took a deep breath, and her fair fingers reached for the buttons of his shirt.
Buckle directly from the second one, all the way down.
Fu Juncheng raised his lips, his eyes fell on her small white hands, and there was a bright smile in his eyes.
If only I could always be this obedient.
After buttoning the last button, Gu Qingning withdrew her hand and quickly backed away.
She said angrily, "What you say is what you say, get out of here."
Fu Juncheng smiled lowly, "Get up and put on your shoes, I will take you somewhere."
Gu Qingning picked up the phone and glanced at him, "Where are you going?"
Fu Juncheng didn't let it go, and told her directly, "Yang's family.""
Gu Qingning frowned, "What are you doing there?"
Going to Yang's house, wouldn't it make her throw herself into a trap?
Fu Juncheng rolled up his sleeves and said calmly, "Cengfan."
Gu Qingning heard the words, frowned and thought, and asked tentatively, "Do you know the Yang family?"
They can come to the door for a meal, so the relationship must be unusual.
Fu Juncheng reached out and rubbed her head, and said with a light smile, "It's okay, I know someone."
Gu Qingning looked at him suspiciously, "Which one?"
Fu Juncheng pulled his lips and laughed, "You will know when you go."
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Yang family.
In the bedroom on the second floor, the atmosphere is quiet and depressing.
Yang Gan stood by the bed, looking down at the woman lying on the bed, his dark eyes were deep.
Upon closer inspection, there is still a trace of remorse and helplessness.
Besides, the doctor packed the medicine box and walked over lightly.
The doctor said, "Mr. Yang, if Madam's mood has been so unstable, and she has committed suicide now, she may suffer from depression in the long run."
As the family doctor of the Yang family, this is the third time he has seen Mrs. Yang commit suicide.
Regarding this, he can only sigh with emotion that there are many grievances and grievances in the wealthy family.
Yang Gan frowned, his face was covered with a layer of coldness, "What can I do?"
The doctor shook his head, "Heart disease has to be healed by heart medicine. Madam can only get better if she opens her heart knot."
"Then her hand injury?"
"Madam's hand injury was too serious at the beginning, and she has been unwilling to cooperate with the treatment, so the possibility of healing in the future is very small."
Hearing this, Yang Qian's pupils constricted, and his heart suddenly became cold, as if he had been thrown into an abyss.
Qingqing likes to draw so much, if she knew she could never hold a paintbrush again, she would probably...
He grabbed the doctor's arm and asked in a deep voice, "No matter what method is used, I must heal her hand, do you hear me?"
The doctor nodded in horror, and said in a hurried tone, "Mr. Yang, I also want to heal Mrs. Yang's hand injury, but the premise is that Mrs. Yang is willing to cooperate."
The last sentence stepped on Yang Gan's sore spot, he let go of his hand, and a complicated dark color flashed in his eyes.
Since that incident happened, the relationship between them has been very tense, and she has always refused to pay attention to him.
His voice was hoarse and authentic, "You go out first."
The doctor answered "Yes", then hurriedly left the room with the medicine kit in hand.
He muttered in a low voice, with a bit of pain in his heavy tone, "Qingqing, what do I have to do to make you forgive me?"
As if hearing his words, the woman frowned slightly, and slowly opened her watery eyes, a little confused.
Ye Qing remembered that she cut her wrist, and then the servant brought Yang Gan, but she refused to bandage the wound, so Yang Gan asked the doctor to give her a tranquilizer.
"Qingqing, are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"
The dark voice pulled back Ye Qing's thoughts, and it was still gentle as always.
She raised her eyes and saw the man sitting by the bed, her face changed slightly.
She sat up suddenly, curled up and backed away, her pale face showed a look of resistance, "Go away, get out, I don't want to see you."
Yang Gan stretched out his hand to her and froze, a look of pain flashed in his eyes.
Seeing her gauze-tied wrist, he whispered softly, "Qingqing, calm down, I won't approach you, don't get excited, okay?"
Ye Qing didn't speak, threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and ran to the door barefoot.
She tried her best, but the door was not closed, allowing her to escape smoothly.
Yang Gan was defenseless for a while, but he didn't expect that she would have the strength to run out in such a weak state.
He darkened his face, got up and chased him out.
He had long legs and was fast, and he quickly caught up with Ye Qing.
Avoiding the wound on her wrist, he grabbed her arm and pressed her into his arms with great strength.
"Let go of me, Yang Qian, let me go..."
Just waking up, Ye Qing's mood was already unstable. As soon as Yang Gan approached her, her whole body seemed to collapse, and she let out an uncontrollable growl.
"Let go, go away, I don't want to see you."
The servants in the living room were used to this kind of scene, and retreated without looking sideways.
For a while, only the two of them were left in the living room.
Yang Qian circled her from behind, grabbed her hands and imprisoned her in front of her, his voice was low and lonely, "Qingqing, don't treat me like this, what do you want me to do?"
A sigh fell to her ears, Ye Qing's eyes were flushed, she gritted her teeth and said, "I want you to let me go, I want to divorce you."
The indifferent words pierced Yang Gan's heart like a dagger, and the knife saw blood.
He said angrily, "Don't even think about it."
It is impossible for him to divorce her in his life, let alone let her go.
In terms of strength, Ye Qing knew she was no match for him, so she didn't struggle any more, a mocking smile curled up on her water-colored lips.
"If you don't let me go, I will continue to commit suicide. This time it won't work, and next time, Yang Gan, if you want a corpse, then just take it."
Hearing the word "corpse", Yang Gan blushed, put his hands on her shoulders, and forced her to turn around.
The two faced each other, his dark eyes were stained with paranoia, "I won't let you die, I won't let you die."
Ye Qing didn't start, her expression was gloomy, her lifeless appearance was like a rag doll without a soul.
The atmosphere was deadlocked.
The figures of Fu Juncheng and Gu Qingning appeared at the door, breaking the deadlock between them.
Gu Qingning glanced at the two people in the living room, her pretty face showed some interest, she bumped Fu Juncheng with her elbow, "Did we come at the wrong time?"
The cool voice, neither loud nor small, is very clear in the empty living room.
Yang Gan looked along the source of the sound, his eyes slid over Fu Juncheng, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He let go of Ye Qing, pulled her behind, and his expression returned to calm, "Jun Cheng, what wind brought you here?"
Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows slightly, he was not surprised by the situation of him and Ye Qing, and his expression was calm, "Bring my children to have a meal."
The two walked into the living room side by side, Gu Qingning gave Yang Gan a casual look.
Having read the information of the Yang family, the identity of the person in front of him is self-evident.
The current head of the Yang family, Yang Qian, is also Yang Keke's elder brother.
(end of this chapter)