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Chapter 522

Jiang Shu couldn't tell what kind of emotion she was feeling when facing him. She couldn't even speak out the ups and downs of her emotions.

She didn't blame him, but he would never know the despair he had experienced.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fu Shiyan directly grabbed the medical record card in her hand. On it, the attending doctor's words were written in flying phoenixes, roughly writing the results of the treatment.

Reviewed and everything was fine.

Jiang Shu breathed out softly and snatched the things from his hand: "It's nothing serious, just reduce the inflammation and it will be fine."

Both of them have special temperaments. When they stand together, they quickly attract attention.

She lost a lot of weight.

"It's better to check again. After all, I can't help you."

Jiang Shu suddenly wanted to laugh, so she really laughed: "Fu Shiyan, I said it doesn't matter."

They are like two bad dance partners who don't know how to face each other and how to take the next step with the right steps.

Strange for a moment.

Wrapped in endless guilt, Fu Shiyan carefully lowered his posture and tried to hold her hand, "Come home with me? Okay?"

These days, Jiang Shu missed this man very much, but now that he really saw him, he didn't know what to do.

Can those pains really be ignored?

Jiang Shu didn't even think of it. She shook her head and said, "I don't want to go home with you now. Can you please let me be quiet?"

Obviously, Fu Shiyan was unwilling. His eyes were deep, and he, who had always been conceited, showed that he was at a loss for the first time.

"you……"

Jiang Shu felt very tired for the first time. She was too tired to be Mrs. Fu.

"Okay, just be quiet and contact me anytime if you want." Fu Shiyan finally slowly loosened his clenched hands.

He watched Jiang Shu's thin body move away from his sight step by step, the warmth in her hands draining away infinitely, as if she had just walked out of her life.

Fu Shiyan stood there for a long time, his windbreaker blown up by the cool breeze, feeling infinitely lonely.

Jiang Shu walked for a long time and didn't know where to go. He originally wanted to go back to Jiang's father, but when he saw her like this, he would definitely ask questions. She didn't want him to worry.

So she went around in circles and went to Nanshan, but instead of going back to her old house to find her grandfather, she went to the temple here.

Aunt Jiang was shocked when she saw Jiang Shu, "Girl, why are you here suddenly? Oh, you have lost so much weight."

Jiang Shu forced a smile and said, "Auntie, can I stay here for a few days?"

"sure!"

The next day, Fu Shi went back to Fu's house for a banquet.

Fu's employees had not seen the executor for a long time. When they saw this man walking by with his aura of dust and absolute strength, they felt a sense of admiration and sense of security in their hearts.

It seems that no matter what time comes, as long as Fu Shiyan is still there, the sky will not fall.

"Mr. Fu, you are back."

"Welcome back, Mr. Fu."

"Mr. Fu..."

Fu Shiyan glanced away coldly and nodded slightly in greeting.

The senior staff were waiting for him in the top office and were the first to extend their hands: "Mr. Fu, apart from Wen Jing, you can single-handedly win back the city."

Fu Shiyan smiled lightly, touched his hand, and picked up a document on the desk that his assistant had already prepared, which recorded the current situation of the Wen family in detail.

The weather was bad today, and the weak light fell on the man's handsome face, and there was clearly a layer of water in his eyes that could not be concealed.

A senior executive connected the events and quickly guessed why Fu Shiyan, who shouldn't have come back so early, was standing here.

There is no other reason except Jiang Shu.

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