Fu Tingyuan nodded, looked at her wrist, which was wrapped in bandages, and asked in a low voice, "Is the illness still unstable?" ”

"It's much better. Ah Ning has been with me. Bai Xuesheng smiled shyly, "Actually, you don't have to fly over from the UK to see me off, it's good to have her." ”

"She's really sincere to you."

Bai Xuesheng smiled and said, "Ah Ning is indeed very good to me. ”

Fu Tingyuan let out a "hmm", then turned his head to look out.

"Miss Luo should be in the studio now." Bai Xuesheng said softly, "It's not started filming yet, if you go over, you can talk to her." ”

Fu Tingyuan retracted his gaze, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, his expression (情qíng) was a little dull and cold.

"Did you quarrel with Miss Luo?" She really didn't know about Fu Tingyuan's breakup with Luo Nanchu (情qíng), she looked at Fu Tingyuan's expression, and said cautiously, "If you send me over now, will it make her angry?" ”

Fu Tingyuan didn't speak, just raised his head and looked out the door.

Yan Bing's assistant was at the door, and he respectfully said to Fu Tingyuan: "Mr. Fu, Director Yan invites you over." ”

Fu Tingyuan's eyes were slightly pale for a moment, he took off the cigarette and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, then turned his head to Bai Xuesheng and said, "I'll go out first." ”

Bai Xuesheng nodded.

In the director's room, Yan Bing's face was a little unsightly.

Seeing Fu Tingyuan coming, he stood up from his chair and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Fu Tingyuan's expression was indifferent: "I'm just coming to take a look." ”

Yan Bing frowned, glanced at Fu Tingyuan, and pursed his lips: "You hurry up and give me back in the afternoon." ”

Fu Tingyuan smiled: "Why?" ”

"You know why!"

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and took a puff of cigarette, and asked calmly, "Why can you look at her, but I can't?" ”

"What eyes do I look at her, and what eyes do you look at? Am I like you?! Yan Bing had a headache, he couldn't control his feelings, he turned around and took a few breaths before he whispered, "I will give her the best resources, and she will have me in her future career." But don't show up in front of her until you have dealt with your feelings (情qíng). ”

Fu Tingyuan said flatly: "Third uncle, you don't have to guard against me like a thief. He said lightly, "If I really want it, who can stop me except my father?" ”

Yan Bing breathed and looked back at him.

Fu Tingyuan's expression looked a little cold in the blue and white mist, he raised his hand and took a slow puff of his cigarette, and said to him in a voice that had no emotion: "I will leave early tomorrow morning." You don't have to worry. I'm here today, but I miss her a little too much and just look at her, can't I? ”

He was a big man, and he asked him in front of him: I just miss her too much and just look at her, can't I?

The skin on Yan Bing's face twitched uncontrollably a few times, and he couldn't stand it a little.

He retracted his gaze and sighed lowly, "Ting Yuan, don't blame your uncle for being ruthless, this is for your good." ”

"But I probably won't get better." His tone was still nothing, "I can only try my best to make her not (love) me, I can't do it." ”

Such words, coming out of the mouth of a man like Fu Tingyuan, actually brought a little despair.

Just letting her go of him with his own hands had exhausted his strength and asked him to pull her out of his heart, he couldn't do it.