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Chapter 223: Fu Yiyun falls ill

Chapter 223: Fu Yiyun becomes ill

When Song Xuefei heard this, she was even more furious.

"Why, why even that He Zhizhou wants to help her!"

Unprecedented jealousy filled her entire chest, and she actually tore a pink pillow to pieces with her bare hands.

But Yang Liwan said calmly: "Since those people want to praise her, then go and destroy her."

Song Xuefei was startled and asked hurriedly: "What do you mean?"

"Those people want her to be the brightest star at the party, so you just have to try your best to knock that star down. The higher you climb, the more painful the fall will be."

"You mean, let her embarrass herself at the banquet?"

"I believe our Fei'er must have a way. Fei'er has never let mom down, right?"

Song Xuefei looked at the sinister smile on Yang Liwan's lips and suddenly started laughing too.

"What's this?"

Fu Yiyun was having breakfast when Grandma Fu suddenly threw a newspaper in front of him.

"That woman is not dead!"

Fu Yiyun picked up a napkin and wiped his lips slowly: "I didn't say she was dead."

"But she deserves to die!"

Grandma Fu hated it so much that the newspaper clearly showed signs of being rubbed.

"Not only is she not dead now, she has even hooked up with Chen Feng. She is a scourge. Sooner or later she will destroy you and Chen Feng, just like her mother destroyed your father and your uncle back then!"

Fu Yiyun's eyebrows sank fiercely: "What did you say? My father, my father... ah... so much blood, blood..."

As if he suddenly remembered something, Fu Yiyun suddenly covered his head and murmured in pain.

"A lot of blood, blood, all blood..."

"Mom, I'm so scared, where are you, Mom..."

In his mind, chaotic images of heavy rain and bloody water flashed through his mind.

The intense fear was like sea water, submerging him bit by bit.

He was shaking all over and his face was pale.

Grandma Fu was so frightened that she hugged him and shouted at the servant: "Notify Qin Zihan quickly, inform Qin Zihan quickly!"

"Ayun, you...are you okay?"

"A lot of blood, Mom, you lost a lot of blood."

"Ayun is fine... Just be fine, don't be afraid, soon... someone will come to save you soon..."

"Mom, I'm so scared, wuwu...Mom, wake up, mom, mom..."

Seeing Fu Yiyun screaming in pain as if he was falling into a terrible nightmare, Grandma Fu's heart was full of regret, and at the same time she hated Lu Yanyu to the extreme.

After Qin Zihan injected Fu Yiyun with a sedative, Fu Yiyun slowly calmed down.

After Fu Yiyun fell asleep, Qin Zihan said to Grandma Fu: "Don't worry, Yi Yun is fine, just take a nap and he will be fine."

Grandma Fu nodded and stroked her grandson's forehead distressedly.

When Qin Zihan was packing the medicine box, he couldn't help but wonder: "Yi Yun hasn't been sick for several years, why did he get sick again today despite being fine?"

Grandma Fu covered her mouth and said regretfully: "It's all me. I knew I couldn't mention his parents in front of him, but I was so angry that I forgot about it."

As she said that, her eyes suddenly became sharp again.

"It's all that bitch's fault. If it weren't for her, how could my precious grandson be like this? She and her mother are really doing a lot of harm to others!"

Grandma Fu used her crutches bitterly.

Qin Zihan was full of curiosity: "Grandma, are you talking about Lu Yanyu and her mother?"

Grandma Fu said nothing, but the hatred on her face did not diminish by half.
Chapter completed!
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