“Are there any tissues?”

Shi Sangluo reflexively flips his bag.

"Isn't you asking you," Fu Chengyuan held her hand and turned to Feng Ying: "Do you have tissues at home?"

Feng Ying nodded: "Yes."

"Give it."

"Oh, OK."

Feng Ying took a pack of paper from the coffee table, and Fu Chengyuan took it, took one out of it, folded it in half and wiped it gently on her face.

The tissue soon became slightly wet. His expression softened, he kneaded the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can, and then pulled out another one. This time, Zhiji reached out to help her wipe the sweat on her neck.

The neck part was really sensitive, and Shi Sangluo quickly pulled out a tissue from his hand and wiped it a little bit by himself: "I'll do it myself."

"Did you remember the lesson today?"

"……Um."

Fu Chengyuan's face was still very bad: "Where is my bottom line? You should be clear this time?"

"Um."

"That's good. Remember, don't bet against me in the future. You can only suffer the loss..."

Shi Sangluo suddenly raised his head and said, "Well, I'll transfer the money to Miss Feng now, and I can arrange the doctor's treatment as soon as possible."

Fu Chengyuan looked at her suspiciously: "When did you care so much about her?"

"I'm not executing the order you gave?"

Fu Chengyuan said: "Don't worry, I have something to ask you and follow me."

Shi Sangluo was almost half-torn and half-carried out of the door by Fu Chengyuan and stuffed it into the elevator.

He was like a wall, blocking her in the corner of the elevator, and his body was filled with the smell of cologne.

Shi Sangluo was so crowded that he was breathing a little hard, so he pushed him and asked, "If you want to ask, ask, if there are other people, don't do this."

He bent down slightly and whispered in her ear: "Because of you, I will pay 30 million yuan. Secretary Shi, your value is getting higher and higher now."

Shi Sangluo was so uncomfortable that he was blocked by him that he struggled to stretch out his hand.

Fu Chengyuan grabbed her hand, pulled it back, and pressed it on his heart: "What do you want to do?"

"The floor was not pressed..."

Fu Chengyuan curled his lips slightly, stretched his long arms and pressed the negative layer.

The elevator door slowly closes and goes down.

"What's going on in Ye Xingfeng?"

Shi Sangluo thought he had further action when he was doing such a domineering and invasive move, and was thinking about how to defend and how to run out as soon as the elevator door was opened.

But unexpectedly, he suddenly started to mention Ye Xingfeng.

She answered truthfully: "The heart blood vessels are very blocked, and myocardial infarction may be re-issued at any time."

"I didn't die this time, so he was lucky."

"Fortunately, I fell ill in the hospital, so I found it very timely and was rescued."

"Did you sign the rescue consent form?"

"Well," Shi Sangluo explained: "The situation was critical at that time, and there were no other relatives around me. I couldn't wait to see you die. Signing was a temporary solution."

Fu Chengyuan believed this sentence.

Based on his understanding of Shi Sangluo, she has good work ability, but sometimes she is too soft-hearted.

Just like before, he had acquired several small companies, but the boss of the small company couldn't help but jumped off the building and committed suicide, leaving a pair of wife and children alone.

At that time, Shi Sangluo secretly sent money to the poor mother and son without telling him. He didn't know about this.

He didn't say anything, firstly because she paid for her own money out of her own pocket, so he couldn't say anything; secondly, Yaoyao used to donate money to churches and orphanages, which was somewhat similar to Yaoyao.

But this is only due to personal feelings. Yu Gong still despises Shi Sang Luo's soft-hearted attitude.

"So, do you just lied that you were Ye Wo's fiancée and signed for Ye Xingfeng as your daughter-in-law?"

"I can't say, who am I from Ye Xingfeng?"

Ye Xingfeng can be her father at his age, and his reputation has been broken. Who doesn’t know that he has a lot of Yingying and Yanyan outside? Who knows who can take this responsibility?

Fu Chengyuan's face cleared a little, but he still said: "A person like Ye Xingfeng died, but he contributed to society and kept him alive. I don't know how many women will suffer. I believe that the little nurses in his ward were harassed by him a lot."

Shi Sangluo nodded slightly: "...I know."

"Since you know, you still save him?"
Chapter completed!