Chapter 917 Old events of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is romantic 13
Frame after frame from the movie flashed before Tang Hanting's eyes, including the cold and relaxed silhouette of the young warlord, Chu Jinan's appearance in a white coat, and the scene of Fu Jingze choking her neck hysterically.
"Miss?"
Tang Hanting sat up from the bed and looked at the delicate flowers blooming outside the window. The breeze blew by, the air was slightly cool, the petals were trembling in the wind, and the color was like burning flames.
She touched her heart, still feeling the burning pain there. She eagerly opened the window, breathed in the fresh air, and saw the cloudless blue sky!
After a long while, Tang Hanting ordered the maid, with a determined tone: "Go and make an appointment with Chu Jin'an."
After the maid went out, Tang Hanting sat in front of the dressing mirror, lowered her head, and searched for something.
In a hidden corner, an elegant dark red brocade box lies quietly inside, like red velvet wrapped around roses, a secret that is privately owned by someone.
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It has been almost a month since Chu Jinan came back. Because he promised Fu Rongheng, the time limit given by the other party was extremely tight. He himself was particularly concerned about this matter and devoted himself to his work. He often led the team to stay up until the early morning, constantly working on
Conduct exchanges on medical skills.
"Fourth Master Fu knows how to exploit people." Chu Jinan joked after work. He lacked the calmness and distance when he was serious. His profile was fair, and he still had a bit of the gentleness of a daughter's family.
Forget about squeezing. When you come to the hospital, it’s all business. Talking about feelings will kill you.
"Let's go."
She didn't want to disappoint him.
It's strange to say that Chu Jin'an had remembered that look from him for a long time. As soon as she remembered it, she could clearly see for the first time that the deepest dark fire was burning in his eyes. The force of a prairie fire was sweeping across the wasteland, and it was unstoppable.
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Liang Shangjun walked into the office and paused: "You can't generalize. If it's Fu Rongheng..."
If you give it, you have to receive it.
At that time, Chu Jinan was young and felt wronged. She cried tears all over Fu Rongheng and wet his shoulders. He didn't respond. He didn't coax him. He read about the military affairs without any trouble. He still found time to deal with her in his busy schedule.
, just pass a tissue when you think of it.
Chu Jinan had a rare free time and went to see Tang Hanting. Unexpectedly, he would meet Fourth Master Fu because of the rain. Of course, that was all a story later.
"I don't have many acquaintances in Beicheng. I can't find a suitable candidate for the moment, so I have to come here to trouble you."
Chu Jinan often attends banquets abroad, both commercial and private. Everyone will basically bring a companion, and she will also go with her close friends. She is used to it, doesn't pay much attention, and continues to invest in her work plan.
inside.
"It has picked up the last trace of autumn hair and waved it back to the roots of Mount Tai!"
During that time, Fu Rongheng was seriously ill, and his bones were lingering on the bed. Even the Fu family was at a low point, and its huge foundation could be overturned at any time. It could be said to be the time of greatest decline.
Liang Shangjun smiled and lowered his eyes, feeling that Fu Rongheng was not suitable for Chu Jinan, and she would easily hit a wall with him.
As a result, the young Fourth Master Fu was even more ruthless, unlike the servants in the family who did not dare to offend her, so he forced Chu Jinan to get over with his own tricks.
But he didn't say that he wouldn't get involved in other people's private affairs easily. Thinking of what Fu Rongheng said that night, his eyes darkened, and he flicked the dust falling on his elastic sleeves with his fingers, and changed the topic.
Chu Jinan got out of the car, saw Tang Hanting, and nodded to her. His high heels stepped on the puddles on the ground. He walked very straightly and his back was straight. He was taught etiquette from childhood.
"You can't do it, Dr. Liang, how can you still lack a female companion?" Chu Jinan raised his eyebrows, indifferently, "Then I will do whatever it takes to save you."
She didn't want it and used his shirt as a tissue. She cried so pitifully that her voice became hoarse.
She has long chestnut hair shawl, wears a pair of sunglasses, fair skin, and flaming red lips. She is very aura and attracts the attention of many men.
Tang Hanting was waiting for her on Shirong Avenue, standing in the mist and mist, wearing a cheongsam that highlighted her graceful figure, plump and soft.
Liang Shangjun felt that her condition was too urgent and reminded: "There is no need to rush medical treatment in the battlefield. Even if you want to go to the battlefield, you don't have to do this."
Liang Shangjun turned around on his chair, slid in front of Chu Jinan, and said seriously: "Thank you, Heroine, for saving my life."
But although his face was pale, he was not at all depressed. The military uniform was draped on his body, and the black shirt was buttoned to the first button, covering the rugged and slightly hard collarbone. His bones were handsome, but unpredictable and ruthless.
Standing next to Tang Hanting, the demeanor is completely different. The difference is due to nurture.
On this day, the sky became overcast in the afternoon, and it rained lightly, but fortunately it stopped, and the air was still a little moist.
At that time, he happened to see the smoke-filled wars in modern times. The world was chaotic, absurd and dark. At that time, the entire Zhongji Province was forced to retreat again and again, and the Fu family was also in a precarious turmoil.
Her arrogance makes people want to conquer even more.
As a person, he doesn't judge whether people want it or not, only whether they want it or not.
Fu Rongheng read this, closed the book with a "pop!" and sneered.
Chu Jinan remembered that there was a time when he was timid and lazy when he was a child, and he wanted to be lazy by Fu Rongheng's side.
For Fu Rongheng, for myself, and for the soldiers on the battlefield.
"Since I have done it, I will take responsibility for it." Chu Jinan raised his head and said seriously, "I want to do it well."
She asked her out. Chu Jinan pondered for two seconds, looked at his schedule and made a date.
"Jiangxing Company and the political deputy jointly established it as the first heavy industrial enterprise in Beicheng. Have you heard about the banquet they are going to hold? Will you go?"
That was one of the few times when Mr. Fu, who was deep and indifferent in his life, showed his emotions.
"You're welcome, it's just a little effort."
She asked the same kind of people: "Are you men so difficult to deal with?"
The sarcasm between his brows made people feel frightened. After he finished speaking, he thought that someone was still there, so he raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Jinan: "Are you done crying?"
Chu Jinan was very busy during this period. After returning home, he received a call from Tang Hanting.
Chu Jinan sighed: "Why don't you two just talk and I'll introduce him to you."
He looked at Chu Jinan, his brows were gentle and elegant, that kind of elegance was not elegance, but sharp, "He is ambitious."
"Do you want to be my female companion?" Liang Shangjun asked directly. He raised his head and returned to his usual state. His white coat showed off his elegant temperament, and he was quite ascetic. He raised his head and pressed his neck, and said casually.
It's a pity that Chu Jin'an didn't understand at the time, and was frightened by his look. He cried even harder, out of breath, and pounced on him coquettishly. Without saying a word, he bit Fu Rongheng's collarbone hard.
Thinking about it later, Chu Jinan felt it hurt a lot and even saw blood. Fu Rongheng just snorted, frowned and pinched her chin, lowering his eyes condescendingly.
"The bite is quite strong. It seems that I can continue to study. I can't memorize the book before dinner. Let alone eating tonight, there is no need to sleep."
When he spoke, the small light-colored mole in the corner of his eye, which was difficult for outsiders to notice and could only be seen clearly when he was very close, made him look even more vulnerable, so that it was overlooked that he was suffering from severe illness and was at the end of his strength.
Chapter completed!