Wen Qiao said seriously: "I went to the hospital today and found out that you have been discharged."
"Well, I haven't had time to tell you yet."
"I met a very strange person in the hospital."
He held the transparent glass with his slender fingers, took two sips of wine, and when he looked up, only his Adam's apple was left on the screen.
Gulping, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and Wen Qiao felt his face getting a little hot.
The man gently put down the cup in his hand, the smell of alcohol still lingering on his thin lips.
"Why is it strange?"
"He stood in the corridor and said that Fu Nanli was not dead. I wanted to listen carefully, but he turned around. I was afraid of being discovered by him, so I ran away."
Fu Nanli frowned, as if analyzing her words.
"Oh, by the way, he has a tattoo of letters on the inside of his right forearm. It's about four or five letters long, but I can't see what it says. Do you know anyone like this?"
Fu Nanli lowered his eyes slightly and frowned.
Wen Qiao thought, she was asking too many questions. He had lost his memory, so how could he remember this
"No matter what, you must be careful and bring bodyguards with you wherever you go in the future."
There were sounds of fighting outside the door—
"The circle is shrinking. Run quickly and cover me. I'm going to kill them directly. There should be two on the second floor, hiding all the time."
"Okay, Brother Chi, I'll throw the mine outside, you go in."
"Hey... where the hell are you throwing it? Are you going to blow me up?"
"I was wrong, Brother Chi. I'm coming to save you right now. Just stay still."
"Hurry, hurry, I hear footsteps. Don't save people first, kill them first..."
Fu Nanli looked at her, "What's that sound?"
Wen Qiao: …
It’s my stupid brother.
"Um... My brother is playing games, so I won't talk to you anymore. Just remember what I just said."
The call was hung up, and Fu Nanli put the phone on the glass table. Uncle Li came in with a gold-stamped envelope and placed it next to the phone.
"Mr. Vincent, an old friend of your father, will hold a concert on the 'Jasmine' cruise ship on the 9th. This is an invitation letter specially sent by Mr. Vincent to the organizer, inviting you to watch."
Fu Nanli nodded but did not respond.
"Will the young master go? Your father was very good friends with Mr. Vincent when he was alive."
"Let's talk later."
The tone seemed to be lack of interest.
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Wen Qiao wanted to do an experiment. After his rebirth, the words "I must stay with Fu Nanli, otherwise my life will be in danger" that kept circling in his mind were true or false.
It would be better if it was fake, so that she wouldn't have to talk nonsense all day long.
If... unfortunately it is true, then what is the maximum limit of leaving him.
She was completely fine after not seeing Fu Nanli for a day.
Two days, still nothing...
On the sixth day, Fu Nanli invited her out for dinner. She lied that she and Lu Youyou went to summer camp and were not in Haicheng. Mr. Fu was not someone who would get involved, so he didn't say much.
Wen Qiao felt nothing unusual in his body.
Lu Youyou asked her to have dessert in the afternoon, and she happily accepted the invitation.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, at a window seat in the dessert shop, Wen Qiao, who had been dressed up by Lu Youyou, was wearing a blue and white sailor suit and a woven straw hat on his head, digging into the vanilla ice cream in his hand from time to time.
A black Bentley slowly drove past the floor-to-ceiling window.
The car stopped at a red light ahead. Fu Nanli turned around and saw her. She was like a doll in a window, with an innocent and bright smile. She was so beautiful that anyone passing by couldn't help but take a second look.
Summer camp
(End of this chapter)