Chapter 1949： .lesson (1/2)
”pretty good?”
Fu Tingye’s smile was a bit ironic, “It’s pretty good, why do you look so frowning? People who don’t know think you
Was bullied outside. ”
Tang Moran thought of the curse that echoed in her ears all day, his heart ached, but he smiled softly.
Laughed and said: ”It's just a little tired, after all, I have been working for a day.”
Fu Tingye sneered.
Tang Moran really doesn’t want to stay here. She is very hungry. Since Fu Tingye has driven her out, she will definitely not let her eat.
Fan, she just wants to go back quickly to find something that can fill her stomach.
Seeing Fu Tingye didn't speak, Tang Moran took the initiative: ”Mr. Fu, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back first.”
”and many more.”
Fu Tingye stopped her, ”Stay later and wash the dishes.”
Tang Moran had a meal.
When he was about to refute, he thought that he had no qualifications, so he lowered his head and said obediently.
Fu Tingye and Zhao Xiaoxiao’s meal was greasy and crooked, and it took only two hours for Tang Moran to be tired for a day.
He stood there like a wooden stake for so long, hungry and tired.
She hurriedly washed the dishes, then dragged her tired body back to her room.
I don’t know what’s going on in this room, no matter how it’s cleaned or ventilated, it’s still filled with a swell.
The musty smell.
Tang Moran lay on the bed and did not move for several minutes until she heard her phone ringing.
Tang Moran took the phone out of his pocket with difficulty and raised his heavy eyelids to see that it was Fan Yingying's call.
”Hey.”
”Tang Tang, have you had dinner?”
When it comes to dinner, Tang Moran feels his stomach is burning and it hurts badly. Just after clearing the table, half a plate of chicken wings
Dumped, she felt very distressed.
”not yet.”
”Ah, why did you eat so late today? Your husband is willing to starve you?”
”He's not my Mr. Fu...” Tang Moran snorted a little aggrievedly. She really didn't want to mention Fu Tingye's
Name, ask: ”What are you looking for?”
”Let me ask you a question about calculus. There is one that is not good at writing. Do you have time to help me see it?”
”Huh?” Tang Moran paled, ”I haven't reviewed it yet.”
”You haven't reviewed it yet?” Fan Yingying was stunned: ”But the exam is going to be taken next week, and everything else is taken next month.
This subject is going to be taken next week, Tang Moran, do you want to drop it? ”
”I... I have been busy recently.”
”Then hurry up.”
After the phone call with Fan Yingying, Tang Moran was not only in a bad mood, but even more sad because of the upcoming exam.
Tang Moran lay on the bed with his head stuffed like this for a full fifteen minutes, then got up and washed his face.
Take out the textbook and start reviewing.
She has to go to work tomorrow, leave early and return at night, so she doesn't have time to review at all and can only race against time.
Tang Moran went to take a bath and sleep after reviewing it until one o'clock in the morning.
In this way, after several days of high-load operation, Tang Moran was finally exhausted.
That night, I had a high fever. The next morning, the steward Qi couldn’t see Tang Moran, so let me in.
At first glance, she realized that Tang Moran had already passed out from the fever.
The steward Qi was so frightened that he hurried back to tell Fu Tingye.
”Mr. Fu!”
”What's the panic?”
Steward Qi gestured in the air with both hands, ”Miss Tang, Miss Tang...”
Fu Tingye got up from the chair with a ”swish”, his face instantly cold: ”What happened to her? What happened?”
”Miss Tang fainted.”
Fu Tingye wrinkled her brows instantly, her voice trembling: ”Where is the person? Have you notified the doctor?”
He spoke in a hurry as he walked outside.
”not yet……”
”Why are you still in a daze, look for a doctor... Forget it, prepare a car, and go to the hospital.”
Fu Tingye hurriedly walked, like a blast of icy wind, rushing straight to Tang Moran's room.
Several bodyguards surrounded the door anxiously, and no one dared to enter.
Seeing Fu Tingye, he quickly let go of the door.
Fu Tingye's ears turned red anxiously, and as soon as he entered the room, he rushed to Tang Moran's bed.
Tang Moran's face was red with burning, and he didn't know what he was talking about in his mouth.
Fu Tingye stretched out his hand and touched her forehead, the hot temperature made his heart shrink with it.
”Moer...”