MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 58 , after death

Fu Qinghe was suddenly asked, she came here specially to discuss the work with Feng Xin, and before she came, she had guessed whether Feng Xin would talk about things before the rebirth, but she didn't expect Feng Xin to ask The point, would be this.

She motioned to the receptionist to go out, there was mellow tea on the table, and she casually poured a cup to drink.

"Xiaofeng, it doesn't matter if I promote you."

Fu Qinghe doesn't often interact with the company's employees. Every time he comes, he doesn't see anyone, and he doesn't see anyone when he leaves. Except for the management, the basic middle and lower level employees rarely meet with Fu Qinghe.

The reason why she pays attention to Fengxin is because the red carpet picture of a little star went out of the circle and became popular abroad. It just happened that the group of pictures also pokes her very much, knowing that the photographer is Fengxin Later, she also specially went to see Feng Xin's previous works.

Fu Qinghe saw that Feng Xin's face was wrong, and continued to explain: "I appreciate your ability. To be precise, I think you can bring me more benefits, so I choose you."

"About Miss Tong..." Fu Qinghe frowned slightly, as if hesitating how to speak, so as not to let Feng Xin misunderstand, "She has fished me for so many years, I really want to get something from her. A lot of things, but I got nothing, you don't have to worry that I will bully her."

A certain word pierced into Feng Xin's ears, even though she knew that Fu Qinghe was not the kind of person who would deliberately lie for the sake of affairs.

She still insisted on defending Tong Huai, "Why did I never know you two knew each other in the last life?"

The "fishing" she understands, isn't it that one party is at odds with the other, neither responding nor rejecting?

With the close relationship between her and Tong Huai, it is impossible not to notice that there is such a so-called fisher by Tong Huai's side.

Fu Qinghe couldn't help laughing, and almost laughed, "Xiaofeng, you still don't understand women, what reason does Tong Huai have for you to know about this kind of self-destructing image? She is with you? In front of you, in the eyes of others, but completely two faces."

Besides, Tong Huai still has a crush on Feng Xin and doesn't know it. For his sweetheart, who doesn't want to show the best side?

"Really?" Feng Xin echoed indifferently, and even thought in his heart, was it because Fu Qinghe couldn't get Tong Huai, that's why he slandered him like this.

Fu Qinghe didn't want Feng Xin to believe her words easily, after all, she was an outsider.

"Yes," she said.

Doesn't rule out the possibility that Feng Xin has double standards, Fu Qinghe stated what Tong Huai did lightly, "Sometimes she drank too much, rubbed me on the phone, asked me to back it up When she went back, I carried her all the way, and I didn't even have a chance to enter her house to drink tea. I told her bluntly that day, if you really don't feel for me, don't let me misunderstand. Do you know what her answer is? "

"Tong Huai told me, 'It's not that I don't feel at all, at least I won't feel sick when I read Lily comics now'"

She waited left and right, and finally waited for Tong Huai to change her mouth, "If only you were Feng Xin."

Fu Qinghe has never been played like this since she was a child. She was hit by Tong Huai with one blow, which made her angry.

She mocked, "Do you think Tong Huai in my mouth is strange?"

If this is the case, Fu Qinghe seems to be a victim...

Feng Xin's expression was stiff, and she couldn't associate the woman who was drunk and coquettish with Fu Qinghe as the same as Tong Huai.

She licked her lower lip uncomfortably, her eyes fell on the coffee table, although she lacked confidence, she still did not trust Fu Qinghe's one-sided words, "These are all you said, even if I If you ask Xiao Huai now, she won't know what happened in the last life."

Fu Qinghe agreed, "Well, yes, then can I pursue your best friend now? She's not the straight daughter you thought."

Feng Xin didn't intend to intervene at all, her request was very simple, as long as Fu Qinghe would not force Tong Huai to do things he didn't like, it was a normal pursuit.

"Don't hurt her." Feng Xin said seriously.

Fu Qinghe didn't answer, the women really have double standards...

Feng Xin couldn't manage her thoughts, and she had to work. After drinking two or three cups of hot tea in a row, her ears were red, and she could calm down a little.

Dark gray and blue satin shirt, worn on Feng Xin, showing elegance and gentleness, no longer the look of anger just now, but a little embarrassment because of the loss.

The collar has a familiar scent, and I can't help but think of Shang Congshu, a clingy spirit. If Congshu was by his side, he would definitely ask her what the scent of her clothes was, hug her and sneak up on her neck, dropping her teeth. mark.

Evening.

Feng Xin and Fu Qinghe worked together, Fu Qinghe just watched from the side, and didn't mean to join it.

She guessed that Fu Qinghe was here to make a show. He returned to China in advance and landed at such a high position in the company. It was estimated that he had touched the cake of the Fu family, and now he had to pretend and perfunctory.

It took five or six hours to finish work.

Feng Xin was not in a hurry to leave, she packed up the props of the set and handed it over to the assistant of her peer, and sat in the passenger seat of the car not far away.

Feng Xin had an appointment and did not accept Fu Qinghe's invitation.

She came here for something else.

"President Fu, can you ask me something about my afterlife?" Feng Xin asked.

She is a member of Fu Qinghe's company, even if she doesn't specifically ask, as long as there is something about her, the company will spread the word.

Feng Xin was uneasy, her eyes changed, "Did she get back from Shu in the end? I want to know if she met some bad people after I died? How could..."

Feng Xin couldn't say the following words. Shang Congshu was reluctant to tell her the cause of death. She always thought about it in her heart. She didn't know how much her Congshu suffered.

Fu Qinghe was suddenly sober, "Do you really want to know?"

Feng Xin nodded.

Fu Qinghe was reluctant to say it, things have already happened, so why bother asking for something sad, but she couldn't hold Feng Xin's eyes, looking forward and grateful.

"When I found out about Shang Congshu, she was no longer there." Fu Qinghe was a little sad and couldn't bear to continue talking.

She let out a long breath, and continued: "The police can see from the surveillance that Shang Congshu should be trying to pick up the doll under the bridge, but she can't get up after going down... She was a homeless person before she got off the bottom of the bridge. I haven't eaten for several days, I haven't had a night, I'm freezing to death."

Fu Qinghe also hid a small part and didn't say that the dog doll was snatched by Shang Congshu in the toy store. After helping to pay, Shang Congshu walked out of the store with the doll in his arms.