Feng Moyan sat in the car and saw the figure standing calmly on the roadside from a distance, and his heart finally returned to its original place.
When they got closer, they realized that she was frowning and hunched slightly. It was obvious that she was still uncomfortable, and she suddenly became worried again.
Lincoln stopped and opened the door. Feng Moyan had difficulty getting out of the car and shouted to them from the car: "Get in."
Yang Qianyu walked to the car door, her beautiful features were slightly wrinkled, and her tone of voice was also uncomfortable: "But Feifei's car is still in the tunnel..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Cheng, who was in the passenger seat, had already walked around the front of the car, "Madam, leave Miss Fei's car to me. You and Mr. Feng go back first."
There was a car waiting behind them, so it was inconvenient to hold them back. Yang Qianyu agreed, looked at her best friend, and Fei Fei immediately threw the car keys to Wang Cheng.
"Get in the car quickly, I'll take the passenger seat." Fisher didn't want to be a light bulb, so he helped Yang Qianyu get into the back seat, jogged around the front of the car, and jumped into the passenger seat.
The car door closed, and Lincoln followed the traffic police's instructions and turned around with the flow of traffic.
"Are you saying it's not serious? Why do you look so bad and have no energy..." As soon as Qian Qian sat down, Feng Moyan stretched out his hand, felt her forehead, and held her hand again, frowning tightly.
, with a face full of distress and worry.
Yang Qianyu leaned against the seat softly. After hearing this, she turned to look at him and shook her head: "The doctor has seen it and said that it will be fine after just two days of rest."
He frowned even more tightly, "No, I'll go to the hospital later when I return to the city."
"Okay..." Good health is the most important thing, and she never insists on it.
"How does it feel to sit? Do you want to lie down?" The seat can be adjusted to be flatter. Feng Moyan was about to help her adjust it, but she held her hand and refused.
"It's okay...just let me lean on you, I'm dizzy..." She spoke softly, like a docile kitten.
"Yes." Feng Moyan responded in a low voice, raised his arms, and hugged her into his arms.
He was still worried and restless on the way here, but now he is holding her in his arms and seeing her clinging to her, which is rare, his whole body relaxes immediately.
And so does Yang Qianyu.
Although the poisoning was not serious, I still felt uncomfortable. I just sat on the roadside and watched the sky getting dark. I thought I was going to spend the night here tonight.
When I see him appear, my heart feels at ease.
Although I have always reminded myself that women should be self-reliant and not rely on men - but at certain special times, having someone to rely on is still a very nostalgic feeling.
At this time, nestling in his arms and smelling the fragrant scent of his body, not only the discomfort was relieved, but also the whole body and mind could relax.
The carriage was quiet for a while, and the worries in Feng Moyan's heart disappeared. Gradually, the anger at her letting go began to resurface.
Looking down at the little head in his arms, he thought about it again and again, but couldn't help but ask: "Where did you go this afternoon?"
Yang Qianyu closed her eyes, feeling drowsy, but not asleep.
When she heard what he said, her heart skipped a beat.
But she didn't respond and pretended to be asleep.
Feng Moyan kept looking down at her. After waiting for a long time, he saw that she was breathing heavily and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was asleep or... comatose?
He panicked and hurriedly shook his arms: "Qianqian...Qianqian?"
The woman moaned: "I'm dizzy...don't move around."
Seeing that she was still awake, Feng Moyan breathed a sigh of relief and agreed repeatedly: "Okay, I won't move, you can take a nap."
After saying that, I immediately reminded the driver to drive faster and go to the hospital immediately after returning to the city.
Along the way, Feng Moyan held her shoulder with one hand and held her hand with the other.
Originally, there were many things to say and many things to ask, but when he saw that she was listless, he gave up.
Yang Qianyu, on the other hand, buried her face in his chest, her eyes still closed, but the corners of her mouth curled up ever so slightly.
I had been worried just now that he would raise an army to accuse her when he came, and would also ask her what she was doing out of the city. After thinking about it, I could only "play weak" and continue to "pretend to be sick".
Sure enough, this trick worked very well. He didn't ask anything now, he just held her hand, and his body temperature was continuously transmitted through the palm of his hand, pressing against her internal organs, making her feel at ease.
When night fell, they returned to the city.
I went to the hospital and had the doctor check me again. The doctor also said that the problem was not serious and that he would be fine after a few days of rest and recuperation.
Fisher had already contacted her family, and now her brother sent a driver to pick her up from the hospital.
"Okay, as long as it's okay, I'll go back first. You two can go home too."
Yang Qianyu apologized profusely, "Fei Fei, I've caused trouble for you today."
Fisher glared at her: "What nonsense are you talking about! Just treat me to dinner after you finish your work."
"Okay, I'll treat you to a big dinner!"
After Fisher left, Yang Qianyu looked at the man sitting next to him in the wheelchair and asked him: "Are you going back to the company? Or are you going home together?"
Feng Moyan raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was already past seven o'clock.
"Let's go back."
Sitting back in the car again, Yang Qianyu became inexplicably nervous.
Just now she could pretend to be sick and gain sympathy, but now the doctors say she is fine - what if this person asks again why she missed her afternoon appointment and where she went - how should she respond?
Still thinking and tangled in his heart, Feng Moyan's deep and deep voice broke the silence of the carriage: "Did you go to the ancient town?"
Her heart skipped a beat, her brows furrowed, and she put a hand on her forehead, "I'm dizzy, and I want to continue lying down..."
Feng Moyan exposed it directly with a cold face: "Stop pretending. Wang Cheng saw the contract you left on Fisher's car."
The woman's depressed eyes suddenly widened, and she turned to look at him, panic flashing in her eyes.
The situation was urgent, and they remembered to take their mobile phones when they were escaping, but they really forgot their bags...
What to do now?
Seeing her reaction, Feng Moyan felt arrogant and angry, and his teeth itched with hatred.
"Actually, I guessed it when I went to pick you up, but I thought you had just lied to me once, so you wouldn't do it again - but I didn't expect..." He endured his anger and nodded slowly, angrily.
To a gaffe.
After enduring it for a long time, he gritted his teeth and spat out word for word: "I didn't expect...you are so awesome! We agreed not to hide anything from each other, but yet again and again, you treated me like a fool and fooled me. Yang Qianyu, do you think you are hiding anything?"
It's great to do this for me, isn't it?"
His voice did not rise, but his tone was obviously sharp and sarcastic, which made Qian Qian freeze there, with a burning embarrassment on her face, and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"Let me tell you, it's not great at all! It's also stupid! This kind of self-righteousness you think is good is a burden to me! Do you understand?"
"What? Burden?" Yang Qianyu doubted her ears, but looking at his sinister and majestic eyes, she knew that she heard correctly.
She put all her heart and soul into it, but he actually called her a burden?
She laughed angrily.
Not wanting to quarrel with him, the woman forced herself to calm down and reason with him: "I lied to you. It's my fault. I can apologize, but Feng Moyan...don't say anything so hurtful!"