Chapter 312 Gu Yan, Who Was Blocked, Would Feel Distressed Just Thinking About It

Qin Shu stared at the door for a while, then turned his eyes back to look at the food in front of him. He hadn't eaten since morning, and his chest was already hungry and his stomach was rumbling.

Just seeing the delicious food in front of her, she has no appetite at all.

She seemed to remember something, hurriedly picked up the phone, and dialed Gu Yan's phone.

After Gu Yan went down the stairs, he saw two people, one big and one small, sitting on the sofa. They both knew each other, but they didn't have time to play with them today.

He withdrew his gaze and walked out of the living room.

At this time, the phone in his pocket rang. He took out the phone and glanced at the caller ID. Qin Shu hurriedly connected the call.

"No matter how he asks, he can't talk about gunshot wounds."

Before Gu Yan could reply, Qin Shu had already hung up the phone.

Gu Yan was stunned for two seconds, then put the phone in his pocket, and continued walking. He also guessed from Qin Shu's tone just now, that with Fu Tingyu's temperament, he would definitely ask questions if he got suspicious.

"Let's have a cup of tea together."

As soon as he took two steps, Fu Tingyu's deep voice came from behind, and he couldn't ignore it.

Gu Yan stopped, turned around and looked at Fu Tingyu, and saw him standing there straight, with those deep eyes staring at him, he smiled to hide his guilt: "Okay."

living room next door

Fu Tingyu made a pot of tea himself, poured two cups, and took one of them and put it in front of him.

Gu Yan looked at the teacup in front of him, picked up the tea with knuckle fingers, passed it to his mouth and took a sip.

He was drinking tea, but his heart was pounding. If Fu Tingyu really asked, would he be able to hide it?

Fu Tingyu also picked up the tea in front of him, handed it to his mouth and took a sip, then raised his eyes to look at Gu Yan: "You checked her wound just now, what do you think hurt it?"

Fu Tingyu's tone was like a normal chat.

Gu Yan's forehead was dripping with cold sweat unconsciously, and he put the teacup in his hand on the low mahogany table in front of him.

He pondered for a while, and said: "I don't think it was a collision, it may have been injured by some sharp object, such as a steel pipe, and the wound should have been injured recently. I met a short guy today and was just poked by the corner of the table. That caused the bleeding."

When Fu Tingyu saw the wound, he also guessed that the wound didn't just happen today, it just happened to be touched by a short table and caused bleeding.

The possibility that Gu Yan said is also very high.

"To me, the wound looks like a gunshot wound." When he said this, the finger holding the teacup suddenly exerted force, and his lips tightened accordingly.

His deep eyes looked at Gu Yan.

When Gu Yan looked up, he saw Fu Tingyu's eyes looking over him. He was a little guilty, and he knew that he would guess.

"It's a bit like a gunshot wound." He lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea to hide his guilty conscience.

Fu Tingyu thought that it might be a gunshot wound. He couldn't tolerate the fear of letting anyone point a gun at the girl, the fear when her life was threatened, and the pain she suffered when she was injured.

But he was not by her side, and he failed to protect her in time.

It's like a wild beast in my heart, trying to find a breakthrough, and let it out by wreaking havoc.

The teacup in his hand, because the knuckles were too hard, almost lost its fragrance and jade.

"Look at the wound, when did it appear?"

Gu Yan said: "About a week."

within a week?

Fu Tingyu recalled everything about the girl within a week.

After Gu Yan left, Fu Tingyu called Ye Luo over again.

At this time, in the master bedroom.

Qin Shu hung up the phone, kept holding the phone in his hand, looked at the food in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating slowly.

It took half an hour to finish a bowl of rice, and I asked Lemon to pack up and take away.

Qin Shu looked down at his calves, put down his trouser legs, and walked out of the bedroom, ready to play with Fu Songlan for a while.

But as soon as she reached the door of the bedroom, she was blocked by a wall-like figure. She raised her head and looked at the man standing at the door. There was a tinge of chill in her dark eyes, which made her back unconsciously shiver.

Gu Yan should not say it?

"You're back, I'm planning to go down and play with Xiaolan for a while."

Fu Tingyu frowned: "You still play with Songlan when your leg is injured? What if you accidentally bump into it?"

He stretched out his arms, hugged her horizontally, walked in, and closed the door before going in.

Fu Tingyu put the girl on the sofa, sat down beside him, turned his head, and stared at her for a long time: "When did you get hurt?"

If the man asks this question, he probably doesn't know that she was injured by a gunshot wound?

Qin Shu replied in a low voice: "I accidentally hurt you a few days ago."

"Who hurt?"

When Fu Tingyu asked this sentence, a cold light flashed in his dark eyes, with killing intent.

Qin Shu saw the coldness in the man's eyes clearly, and she hurriedly explained: "I accidentally fell, it was on the rockery in the backyard, when I was looking for Mr. Ba, the sole of my foot slipped, and my calf hit me on the tip of the stone."

Fu Tingyu kept staring at the girl, thinking of what Gu Yan said, it might be injured by a sharp weapon, if the stone is very sharp, falling down may also cause such a wound.

"Then why didn't you tell me? And keep it from everyone?"

"I'm afraid you'll make fun of me for not being able to walk steadily, and it's not very serious. Lemon's temperament is to make a fuss. When she yells, everyone in Shengyuan will know that I have fallen when I walk."

Qin Shu lowered his eyes, and his voice was low, with a trace of stubbornness.

In the eyes of men, her appearance is very good-looking, and she doesn't want people to know her weak side and ugly side.

But this kind of her also makes men feel more distressed.

I fell down and didn't let others know about the injury. I sneaked and endured the pain to deal with the injury.

"Who dares to laugh when my woman falls?" The man's tone was arrogant and unruly.

Qin Shu glanced sideways at Fu Tingyu. No one would dare to laugh at the woman of the fourth master of Jiangcheng...

Fu Tingyu said with a sullen face: "No matter what happens next time, don't hide it from me, and tell me as soon as possible, do you hear me?"

Under the coercion of the man, Qin Shu nodded guiltily.

Seeing the girl nodding, he asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

The man looked at the girl's injured foot. In fact, she didn't answer, and he knew it was painful.

The man asked this question only to let her not have to hold on in front of him. It can be said that it hurts, and she can cry so weakly.

It made him feel distressed, and also made him have a sense of existence in front of her.

"It hurts."

Those who have not experienced the pain at the moment of being shot into the flesh by a bullet cannot understand it. Even a man with strong bones will not be able to stand still if he is hit by a bullet.

At that time, she fell directly to the ground, and there was no one to support her. She might even have trouble walking.

Fu Tingyu was still a little angry when she said it hurt, but she didn't tell him.

He stood up suddenly and strode out of the bedroom.

Qin Shu watched the man leave suddenly, wouldn't he still be angry?