My wife has always been timid

Chapter 1201 Aren't we going to say goodbye?

inconvenient?

The man's deep expression paused for two seconds, and he looked sideways, and his eyes fell on No. [-], obviously with the intention of driving him away.

"I'm leaving right now."

Zero is very sensible and obedient, and interprets this point vividly.

It wasn't until Number Zero left the room that Kong Ang's silk thread was retracted, and he rushed to Fu Xiuyuan's side in a hurry, and couldn't hold back his excitement: "Master, the people under him said they saw Yuan Yin, and it's right here, right here with us." floor!"

The young man was very excited, and he couldn't help but patted his thigh twice while speaking.

Fu Xiuyuan frowned slightly, silently looked at the place on his thigh that had been photographed, and his faint eyes fell on Kong Ang.

Phew~ Kong Ang immediately withdrew his hand.

"Hehe, I'm so excited..." Kong Ang covered his mouth and snickered twice, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Master, Yuan Yin never leaves Miss Qingcheng, that is to say, Miss Qingcheng is also here, It's been three years, and this subordinate hasn't seen Miss Qingcheng for three full years!"

Fu Xiuyuan: "..."

Regarding this sudden news, he didn't seem to be that happy, not even half as excited as Kong Ang.

Very bland.

It's not that he doesn't show his emotions because he doesn't show them, but that he really doesn't feel them.

So what if he knew she was here?

It is impossible for him to meet her, let alone say a few words to her, and he is just a familiar stranger.

"Master? Master..." Kong Ang saw that his expression remained unchanged, and the excitement on his face gradually receded.

As if he had guessed what the master was thinking, he lowered his head: "The master is still so determined that he doesn't even want to be friends with Miss Qingcheng."

"..."

"But master, why can't you give yourself a chance?" Kong Ang was still unwilling, looking up at the man eagerly.

Fu Xiuyuan finally softened his brows and looked down at Kong Ang who was squatting beside him. He raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the person who had been with him for a long time, with a slight curve on his lips: "What can you do if you are friends?" Like? Will we leave in the end?"

What happened to these three years?

For three full years, he also stayed in America for three years. Chinese medicine and Western medicine were hanging on his life together, and the antidote that could cure the virus in his body had not been researched for a long time.

His kidneys were strained to the limit.

If there is still no progress in the antidote after a while, he will probably have a transplant operation.

The two short sentences sounded endless desolation to Kong Ang's ears. He took a deep breath, unwillingly and reluctantly suppressed the idea of ​​going to see Su Qingcheng.

"Then what should we do?" He looked at the man helplessly again.

I have followed the man many times, and when he rarely loses his attention, the master also pampers him and tolerates some of his lack of ability.

If the master is not there, who should he go to when he is still in doubt.

"Let it be."

The man just spit out a sentence.

Well, let it be, Kong Ang couldn't say anything, he could only nod his head half-understanding.

In the originally harmonious room, the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive. Assistant Kong Te half squatted and half knelt beside the man, silent for a long time, without the strength to get up.

Little do they know that walls have ears.

Zero stood at the door, quietly listening to the conversation in the room, and after hearing some useful news, a faint green light flashed through his eyes...