bookrebus Chapter 384 I'm going to fight and snatch it all
Chapter 384 I'm going to fight and snatch it all
Fu Wanzhou wasn't going to put up with him at all, and punched him back!
"If you're going to fight, then fight! Stop talking nonsense!"
The blow landed squarely on his brow bone, and Jiang Jinghuai gasped in pain: "Fine! You've got guts!"
The two immediately began exchanging punches and kicks.
Fu Wanzhou had undergone rigorous training by her uncle when she was young, which gradually gave her the upper hand in the fight.
An elbow strike landed on Jiang Jinghuai's abdomen, causing him to double over in pain and curse.
"Damn...you've got some serious energy..."
Fu Wanzhou adjusted her breathing and said coldly:
"I want you to understand one thing: whether Yao Mei has amnesia or her memory has regressed, the choice is always hers."
"She can choose whoever she likes, understand?"
Jiang Jinghuai laughed in exasperation, but the movement aggravated his injury, causing him to wince in pain.
"Fine! You're so high and mighty! You love it so much! You don't fight or compete! You choose to let it go!"
“But I’m different from you. I’ve known my sister since I was in my mother’s womb. How can you expect me to accept this? I’m going to fight for her and take her by any means necessary!”
"Why should I hand her over to someone else? I, I, will, not, give her to, anyone!"
"Whatever," Fu Wanzhou sneered. "If you really have the ability to get Yao Mei to choose you, then I can grant your wish."
Jiang Jinghuai choked.
Damn, as expected, your opponent is the one who knows best how to hurt you!
"If you're incompetent, shut your mouth and stop making noise."
Fu Wanzhou left after saying that.
Jiang Jinghuai was left standing there, so angry he was scratching the wall.
Ugh, why are all the Fu family members so annoying?!
...
hospital.
"This is it." Fu Wanzhou stopped in front of the ward. "Go see him."
"There's only one visitation spot. Are you sure you want to give it to me? Isn't he your uncle?" Wen Yao asked.
Fu Wanzhou's lips twitched slightly: "He probably wants to see you more than me."
"...Then I'll go in?" Wen Yao put her hand on the doorknob, turned around, and pointed to the corner of her mouth. "Remember to treat your wound; it's cut here."
For a fleeting moment, Fu Wanzhou suddenly empathized with Jiang Jinghuai's words about the struggle and scramble.
He would rather Wen Yao be heartless towards him, indifferent to him, and ignore him.
But she was just so good, so gentle, and so captivating.
Because of their resentment, they willingly succumbed to despair.
"Sister Yao."
"Ok?"
“If it were us back then…” Fu Wanzhou’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and she chuckled wryly, “Never mind, it’s nothing.”
So what if he met Wen Yao first?
Jiang Jinghuai had known him for much longer and they had spent more time together.
Liking something is inherently a very metaphysical thing.
squeak-
Wen Yao pushed open the door and entered.
With a faint smell of disinfectant lingering in his nostrils, Fu Qianchuan lay half-reclined, holding a Polaroid photo in his hand, his fingertips gently stroking the edge of the photo.
Hearing the noise, he looked up.
Eyes facing each other.
Wen Yao blinked, hesitated for a few seconds, and dared not approach her beloved.
Upon hearing about Wen Yao's memory regression, Fu Qianchuan deliberately broke the silence:
"Hello, I am Fu Qianchuan."
"Hello, Wen Yao."
"Should I say next, 'It's a pleasure to meet you'?" Fu Qianchuan's eyes were gentle, as if he had endless tolerance and patience for the girl in front of him.
Wen Yao gradually relaxed.
She walked to the bedside and saw Fu Qianchuan calmly put the photos away.
"What photos?" Wen Yao asked, puzzled. "Are you a fan of celebrities?"
I've heard that many fans buy instant selfies of celebrities.
"...Ahem." For the first time, the usually composed and tough man showed an embarrassed and awkward expression.
The more he acted like this, the more curious Wen Yao became.
Unconsciously, she pressed her advantage, reaching out her hand to Fu Qianchuan: "I want to see."