193 Meng Fu is back!(1/2)
Yu Yong said this calmly, but Jiang Xinchen felt a chill in his heart when he heard it.
divorce……
Jiang Xinchen's hands hanging on both sides tightened slightly. It was strange that he was not so surprised when Yu Yong said divorce at this time.
Unexpected and reasonable.
Probably since the last time when the Yu family and the Tong family stood by and watched, he had some understanding.
Jiang Xinchen held the phone in his hands, slowly raised his head, and looked at Mr. Jiang in the ward: "I am from the Jiang family."
Yu Yong paused for a moment and then spoke in a deep voice, "Xinchen, please think clearly. You also know the current situation of the Jiang family. No matter whether you can stay in the Jiang family or not, it will not change."
"I understand." Jiang Xinchen hung up the phone and walked out of the hospital.
This is the mobile phone.
Yu Zhenling sat on the edge of the sofa, looked up at Yu Yong, and tangled her hands together: "Brother... do you really want a divorce?"
After being married to Jiang Quan for so many years, compared to others, Jiang Quan never misses the flowers outside. Yu Zhenling has almost no dissatisfaction with this marriage.
"You know the current situation of the Jiang family. They relied on Mr. Jiang in the first place. They were still afraid of Meng Fu before. Now that Meng Fu is dead, you also know Mr. Jiang's situation. The hospital issued a critical illness order yesterday," Yu Yong sat down.
Opposite Yu Zhenling, he picked up a cup of tea and said solemnly: "Although I am a member of the Painting Association, I am still far from the president. If the Chu family attacks us, then I will have no room for change."
The Yu family has always had the ambition to move up the ladder.
Especially after Yu Yong came back from the capital, he realized that the Yu family, which was considered a famous family in T city, was nothing in the capital.
This time I went to M City, and Yu Yong became more determined to climb up.
He had finally cultivated Jiang Xinran, but when something like this happened, Yu Yong had no choice but to give up his job and save the handsome man.
"I have already found a lawyer for you," Yu Yong lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, and continued, "Contact Jiang Quan to sign the divorce agreement, and you can discuss it yourself."
**
M city.
As a diplomat, Wei Jingke was thanking the captain of M City's special rescue team at this time, "I also want to thank you for this operation."
Otherwise, their rescue action would not have been so fast.
Hearing this sentence, the captain of the special rescue team bent down quickly, with cold sweat running down his back, "Young Master Wei, it is our duty to save Miss Meng, and the Painting Association's business is our business. Please don't say that."
Wei Jingke said normally, he didn't expect the captain of the special rescue team to be so panicked.
Listen carefully, there is a hint of fear in the words "Ms. Meng" he said.
What's happening here?
Wei Jingke and Su Huang looked at each other.
"Young Master Wei, if you have any orders in City M, please tell me directly. We will be on call." The captain of the special rescue team handed over his hand.
After they left, Wei Jingke turned sideways and turned to Su Huang: "Strange..."
He originally wanted to ask Su Huang about Mengfu, but then he realized that Su Huang was less familiar with him than him, so he stopped asking. There was no point in asking.
Su Huang also looked at the back of the captain of the special rescue team. When the backs of their cars were all gone, he turned around and walked to the airport, calling Ma Cen and preparing to evacuate back to the capital.
"Young Master Wei, do you want to stay here or go back with me?" After preparing everything, Su Huang asked Wei Jingke.
Wei Jingke shook his head, "If I don't go back to the capital, I will go directly to the Federation the day after tomorrow."
He has other things in the Federation.
"Okay," Su Huang nodded. At this time, he also thought of another thing, "Miss Feng is going to take the Federal Hong Kong Association exam?"
Hearing this sentence, Wei Jingke looked a little serious, "There are still two months until she passes the exam. Then the Feng family will settle in the Federation. It's just a matter of time."
Su Huang nodded, didn't ask any more questions, said a few words to Wei Jingke, and then returned to the capital.
Wei Jingke watched her leave and put his hands in his pockets, ready to see Meng Fu.
**
In Meng Fu's ward, she was still wearing hospital clothes. Her hands were unexpectedly fine, but the CT scan revealed some internal injuries.
When she woke up, in addition to calling Mr. Jiang, she later called Li Qingning, Xu Bochuan, Che Shao, Chuyue and others to report that they were safe, "No, don't come, I'm fine."
"Sister Fan, I'm going to see Director Gao." After making the call, Meng Fu lifted the quilt and turned his head to look at Zhao Fan.
"Slow down. You need to take a good rest first. Look at your face. There's no blood at all." Zhao Fan put down the thermos bucket in his hand and brought his coat to Meng Fu. "Director Gao is right on the opposite side. Let's go."
Meng Fu took the coat and put it on himself. As he walked out, he tilted his head and coughed: "Sister Fan, have you brought me wine?"
Zhao Fan remained calm and whispered: "It's in the cabinet next to your bed."
If it were in the past, Zhao Fan would still consider Meng Fu's identity as a singer and stand on the same line as Su Cheng.
But at this time, Meng Fu narrowly escaped death and his life was hanging by a thread. Zhao Fan felt that he could not refuse Meng Fu, so when buying food for Meng Fu, he secretly hid a can of wine.
"Come on." Meng Fu patted Zhao Fan on the shoulder.
Zhao Fan modestly said, "By the way, Chairman Yan also called you to ask about you before and said he wanted to see you."
"Oh." Meng Fu was not surprised.
The two of them were going to go to Director Gao's ward together, but they didn't expect that Director Gao had already been pushed over by his wife.
It had been half a day since the rescue came out, and Zhao Fan and others immediately notified Director Gao's family.
Director Gao's leg has just been put in a plaster. He is now sitting in a wheelchair with his legs raised high. His wife is pushing him. He is talking to Qin Hao: "Are the rest of the crew okay?"
Qin Hao knocked on the people in Meng Fu's ward and said: "I have also arranged the crew. Except for some cameras, USB flash drives and films are all here. I will take care of them all. Just take good care of your injuries first. Don't worry about anything else."
."
Inside, Zhao Fan opened the door, saw Director Gao and others, and smiled, "I just said I wanted to find you."
Director Gao's wife, who was pushing Director Gao, saw Meng Fu and immediately put down the wheelchair that was pushing Director Gao. She bowed down gratefully towards Meng Fu and said, "Miss Meng, thank you for saving our old Gao's life..."
Zhao Fan and Su Di didn't say anything, but Director Gao's wife heard from Director Gao that if it hadn't been for Meng Fu this time, Director Gao would have died three days ago.
Qin Hao also turned to Meng Fu, stood up, and finally let go of his hanging heart: "As long as it's okay."
"Mrs. Gao, don't be so rude. You should be. Director Gao also gave Meng Fu many opportunities." Zhao Fan stopped Director Gao's wife and smiled.
"Is your hand really okay?" The two of them talked nicely, but it was Director Gao who was sitting in a wheelchair and looking at Meng Fu's arm. "Theoretically, this is impossible..."
"Snapped--"
Director Gao's wife patted Director Gao's forehead mercilessly, "What's impossible? I think your skin is itchy? Why don't you thank Miss Meng quickly!"
"No, no, no, it's possible, it's possible," Director Gao retracted his gaze and looked at Meng Fu with a sincere face, "How could something happen to your hand!"
And thank you.
While they were talking, Wei Jingke and Su Di came over to see Meng Fu.
"Miss Meng..." As soon as Su Di came in, he looked at Meng Fu excitedly and hesitated to speak.
Others don't know, but Su Di has experienced it, so he naturally knows that the energy in Meng Fu's body seems to be greater than that in his body?
Is Meng Fu also from the Guwu family?
But in the ancient martial arts family, I have never heard of anyone named Jiang or Meng...
strangeness.
Wei Jingke put a bouquet of flowers he bought on the road on the table aside. He was not familiar with Meng Fu and was even a little embarrassed.
After waiting in the room for two minutes, he was about to leave.
Su Di sent him out first.
"This Miss Meng is really a little strange," Wei Jingke turned to Su Di, "When you knew you were in danger, the Painting Association here actually found the M City special rescue team. The Painting Association has always been aloof, and no one else
Don’t you think it’s strange that even the Great Elder and the others can’t look down on you?”
Hearing Wei Jingke talk about this, Su Di only raised his eyebrows and said "oh" without being overly surprised.
Not to mention anything else.
Meng Fu is a popular star, and he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Bertram by pretending to be a racing driver.
Also, the president of the Painting Association whom I met with Meng Fu last time must be from the headquarters of the Beijing Painting Association.
Then, there was the perfumer that Su Di had been speculating about.
Wei Jingke looked at Su Di and felt that he deserved a beating for saying "oh".
**
The next day.
Yan Langfeng has been busy with Meng Fu's affairs at the reception desk of the Painting Association in M City for the past two days.
He was on the phone with the city lord of City M. Yan Langfeng said bluntly: "Do you know about the Chu family in City T?"
After the rescue team rescued Meng Fu, Yan Langfeng has been asking people to investigate the fact that someone prevented the M City special rescue team from rescuing.
The Chu family has always been secretive in their affairs, and Yan Langfeng's main force is in the capital. It is difficult to find out the secrets of T City in a short period of time, but he can also find out a little bit.
To be continued...