DipNovel Chapter 693 must be clear
Chapter 693 must be clear
"Don't make trouble, you are so sick, where can you go?" Lu Hanfan put down the medicine and directly refused.
"Uncle, I have to go. I want to clarify the matter of my brother." Xin Miaomiao said, her head drooping wearily. When she went to the funeral that day, every word Xin Furong scolded was imprinted on her heart, making her feel ashamed. Every time she thinks about it, she feels very uncomfortable.
"Go at one o'clock?"
Xin Miaomiao nodded, and acted softly: "Well, uncle will take me there, okay?"
Lu Hanfan gave her a helpless look, and gave her the medicine: "Drink it, don't leave any residue."
"Okay." Xin Miaomiao nodded, drinking the medicine obediently.
Lu Hanfan was watching, but he felt a little uncomfortable. He would rather she be naughty than drink medicine so obediently. Look at this, where is the aura of just meeting?It looks like eggplant beaten by frost.
After drinking the medicine, Lu Hanfan was not too satisfied with the suit Xin Miaomiao was wearing, so he went back to his room and picked out another thick down jacket, the kind that covered head to toe.
When the two came out of the apartment, Lu Hanfan, Yang Rong, and Mo Ziqi called to inform them, and then took her to the tea restaurant they had agreed upon.
When the two arrived, there were already three people there.
Xin Furong lowered her head, drinking tea with a blank face, while Ru Mengqi next to her was talking to her with a worried expression on her face, but she ignored her.
Hou Yi, on the other hand, sat on the side with some anxiety, kept looking out, wondering who else Xin Furong had invited, and why he invited them all here today.
Ru Mengqi always had a normal expression, and she was always good at pretending, but when she saw Lu Hanfan helping the weak Xin Miaomiao over, she froze.
Xin Furong looked at Xin Miaomiao who was approaching, and saw Xin Miaomiao who was already sick like this after only a few days, her heart couldn't help shrinking.
Even if she was saddened by Xin Ziwen's death, it wasn't to this extent, how could Xin Miaomiao be so sick?
Xin Furong looked at Xin Miaomiao in surprise.
Xin Miaomiao sat on a chair supported by Lu Hanfan.
"If you want to come out and say something, say it quickly," Lu Hanfan urged.
Xin Furong looked away from Xin Miaomiao for the time being, pursed her lips, and asked, "Do you want something to drink?"
"No need, if you have anything to do, just talk about it." Lu Hanfan said, lowered his head to pour a glass of water for Xin Miaomiao, then probed her forehead, feeling that the temperature was normal, and then withdrew his hand.
He cared for Xin Miaomiao the whole time, pampering her like a child. Ru Mengqi, who was opposite her, was smiling, but the hand beside her was already clenched into a fist, and her nails were pinched into her palm. It was precisely because of this pain that she regained her senses.
She asked Xin Furong: "Sister Furong, what are you calling us here for?"
Hou Yi also looked over suspiciously.
Xin Furong looked at Xin Miaomiao, then at Ru Mengqi, the former looked confused, while the latter pulled her lips unnaturally.
Xin Furong was silent for a few seconds.
Then, from the bag next to her, she took out the photo that Yang Rong threw to her yesterday, and put it on the table.
In fact, among these photos, Xin Furong saw that some were similar to the ones Ru Mengqi showed her, but the heroine was changed, and she didn't know which one was real and which one was photoshopped.
As soon as Xin Furong's photo was taken out, several people stretched out their hands to take it. Lu Hanfan was the first to smile, still quite ironically.