uded in a chill and the pervasive scent of disinfectant, she felt like a walking corpse, mechanically dialing Fu Yanshi's number time and again, only to be met with the automated reminder...Hang up, t...Chapter 664: What are you going to do with Xia Wan'ye

"Do you support me getting married impulsively"

Xu Qinghuan laughed, “Why wouldn’t you support it Marriage is a good thing, a happy event! Why would I pour cold water on you”

Fu Jiajia hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Huahua, do you dislike Zhou Sizhe"

If he bullies you, I'll hate him.

"My brother's afraid you'll get angry. He scolded me before, saying I betrayed you for dating a man who used to be with Xia Wan Yu!"

Xu Qinghuan was taken aback.

This is definitely something Nie Zishen could do.

“I’m not unhappy at all. To be honest, I don’t really dislike Zhou Szechuan. It’s just that I don’t have any good feelings for him either. I just think he is Fu Yan’s good friend and he is truly considering Fu Yan’s best interests. Although he scolded me several times, thinking back, it was because he thought I had let Fu Yan down and that I wasn’t worthy of him.”

From another perspective, Xu Qinghuan felt that Fu Jiagia could also do such a thing.

"As long as you're not feeling unwell, that's all that matters. I was worried sick about you."

"Jiajia, you and Zisen don't owe me anything. It's the other way around; I owe you both. Don't worry about my feelings."

"What's owed and what's not owed! Aren't we family" Fu Jiajia chuckled a few times, "Alright, I got the answer I wanted, so I won't disturb your rest. Sleep for a while longer, conserve your energy, over there...it should be night again."

Xu Qinghuan propped herself up with her elbows and slowly got out of bed.

If he messes with me again today, I'll fight him to the death.

Since she has to die anyway, she should die with dignity!

As soon as the words left her mouth, she saw Fu Yan from outside the ward walking in. His tall figure was draped in a dark coat, his black eyes fixed on her.

"Who are you going to fight"

"..."

How coincidentally I just heard that!

She chatted with Fu Jiajia for a few more sentences before hanging up, then glared at Fu Yan.

"What did you do"

"Here, I got you a cinnamon roll." He pulled one out of his pocket like magic and handed it to her. "It's a Swedish specialty, try it."

Xu Qinghuan was stunned and took it, "What's so special about it that you went out to buy it yourself."

Fu Yan smiled, looking at the mark on her neck, a masterpiece of his own making. He picked up her chin with satisfaction and kissed her again and again.

"I'm afraid of staying in the ward, but I can't help wanting to do something to you."

"...."

"Let's eat. Besides cinnamon rolls, I got Swedish meatballs and pancakes from here too."

It's clear he's been trying hard to hold back. He drove in circles all over Sweden, but still didn't dare go back to the ward.

Just right, Xu Qinghuan was also hungry.

She tried them all and finally decided that the Swedish pancake was the best. The meatballs tasted a bit peculiar, not bad, but not particularly good either. The cinnamon roll is a traditional pastry from Gothenburg, which she had seen before, but Xu Qinghuan didn't particularly like the flavor of cinnamon.

Fu Yan was watching her take small bites, her cheeks puffing out with each chew. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch them.

"What are you doing"

"I can't help myself."

"..."

Fu Yan sat back against the sofa cushion, his smile fading from his handsome features. He crossed his long legs.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment before speaking.

"Xu Qinghuan, what are you going to do with Xia Wanyi"

When his name was mentioned, her hand trembled and she shook her head, saying, "I don't have any plans. I'll just let the court decide."

You can just skip this step and tell me what you think! Whether it's to torment her or give her a quick end, I'll make it happen."You give him 500,000 later."The driver immediately waved his hand and said, "No need, no need that much! I already feel embarrassed, like I'm asking for too much. One hundred thousand is enough. Just...