Marriage by Agreement, Focus on Participation [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 55

This young master looked calm and well-behaved, but he didn't expect that he was also a ruthless person?

Fu Wan couldn't stand today, his father's spare wheelchair was put aside, he squinted at it, and requisitioned it first.

"There are a few externally applied Chinese medicines that are very effective for recuperation of bone fractures. I will send you the names later." Fu Wan's slender white fingers rested on the black armrest of the chair, and she buckled her index finger, "Excuse me, Make him drink less."

The corridors of the private hospital are quiet and empty.

When the big star Fu Hengyao walked over wearing sunglasses, he was full of aura.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Wan curled her fingers, resting her right hand on her cheek, "Is there any business for you?"

Fu Hengyao took off his sunglasses, his light-colored eyes were cold: "It's an important opportunity to perform, and the family property will be divided up."

Fu Wan propped his head wearily, and rolled his eyelids: "I'll die of filial piety."

"You trash, Fu Wan, what's wrong with you?" Fu Hengyao suddenly knelt down and looked at him.

"Ah? I'm fine." Fu Wan waited for a long time but didn't see his father come out, "Push me down for a walk, I want to drink a soda."

Fu Hengyao said coldly: "What are you thinking, I don't want to be on the trending searches with you."

Fu Wan sat comfortably on the wheelchair, and Fu Hengyao pushed him downstairs.

Qi Ye arrived at the off-duty point and failed to contact Fu Wan. He turned on the home surveillance and saw that Fu Wan limped down the stairs two hours ago and got into a car with the license plate number of Fu's family.

After thinking about it, he sent a message to ask Fu Hengyao what happened.

Fu Hengyao answered two words indifferently, his bones cracked.

The corners of Qi Ye's eyes twitched, his heart seemed to be tightened, and he was full of worries.

With his index finger, he took the car keys from the drawer and walked quickly downstairs.

There is a small garden near the private hospital, with a few tables and chairs, and an outdoor awning.

Fu Wan sat lazily in the wheelchair and opened a can of soda.

"Ayao, your birthday is next week, is there anything you want?"

"family property."

"roll."

Qi Ye parked the car, and at a glance he saw a boy sitting in a wheelchair beside the sunflower garden, Fu Wan was holding a light blue soda can, and the fine ice mist stuck to his white knuckles. Qi Ye had just approached, I heard the unnutritious conversation between these two people.

Fu Wan raised her head and took a sip of soda, the air smelled of lemon.

"What happened?" Qi Ye frowned.

"I fell." Fu Wan and Fu Hengyao said in unison.

"Where did it fall?"

"Knees." The two said.

"Why didn't you call me immediately when you fell?" Qi Ye's voice sounded a little displeased.

"Huh?" Fu Wan felt that he was making a fuss, "I can handle this small matter by myself, so I don't need to bother you."

"Let's go, go home first." Qi Ye pushed the wheelchair and headed towards the parking lot.

Fu Hengyao sat under the parasol, curled his fingers, and flicked on the soda can, making a crisp sound.