Chapter 720 I haven’t grown old together with you yet

"Chuchu?"

When Shen Chu was in despair, a familiar male voice suddenly came from the side.

She was startled for a moment, turned her head, and saw Fu Yan with lotion on his face and a plaster on his hand. Shen Chu blinked, and when she realized what she was doing, she ran over and hugged him.

Fu Yan hugged her with his uninjured hand and saw the tears on her face, "Why are you crying?

My hand is not broken, just fractured."

As soon as he finished speaking, a heartbreaking cry suddenly came from in front of him.

Fu Yan raised his head and saw a woman and an old man jumping on the flat car covered with white cloth in front of them.

He suddenly understood, lowered his head and kissed Shen Chu, "Did it scare you?"

Shen Chu also saw the scene in front of her. She also came back to her senses at this time. She was a little embarrassed looking at the nice Fu Yan in front of her.

There were too many tears on her face, and they dripped down her chin and onto the back of Fu Yan's hand.

Shen Chu was a little embarrassed, and his eyes fell on his plastered right hand aside: "Is it broken?"

"Well, it seems that it will be difficult to cook for the baby in the next hundred days."

Shen Chu laughed when he heard what he said: "How long has it been now and you are still thinking about cooking?"

Fu Yan raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face, and Peach Blossom moved slightly: "Do you know what I thought of when the car overturned?"

Shen Chu's heart tightened, and he hugged him tightly subconsciously. His voice was somewhat choked when he spoke: "What did you think of?"

"I haven't even grown old with you yet, and I'm not willing to be taken away like this."

As Shen Chu listened, her eyes that had just calmed down became hot again. She buried her head in his arms and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Fu Yan heard the change in her voice and couldn't bear to make her feel uncomfortable, "Yes, I was just imagining things and it was just a false alarm."

Shen Chu looked up at him: "Will this wound leave a scar?"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows and reached out to touch his face: "My face looks handsome even with scars, right?"

Shen Chu was amused by his narcissism, "You are so thick-skinned, Fu Yan!"

"You are so thin-skinned, Shen Chu!"

"Mr. Fu, Miss Shen."

Yang Tongguang didn't want to disturb them, but the police were looking for Fu Yan.

The driver responsible for the accident has been brought under control. Since Fu Yan has taken care of it and it's nothing serious, he naturally has to go back to the police station to make a record.

Fu Yan glanced at Yang Tongguang indifferently, obviously dissatisfied: "What's the matter?"

Shen Chu felt a little embarrassed, so he came out of Fu Yan's arms and stood beside him.

Yang Tongguang forced himself to speak: "The police station needs you to go and record a statement."

"knew."

Fu Yan responded: "You should go back to the company first."

Yang Tongguang nodded, "Do you need me to see you off, Mr. Fu?"

"Need not."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Yang Tongguang responded, turned around and left.

Shen Chu looked at Secretary Yang's back and couldn't help but laugh: "Secretary Yang seems to be so afraid of you?"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "I didn't mean to hurt him."

He said, holding Shen Chu's hand, "Miss Shen, would you mind accompanying me to the police station?"

"Let's go."

Fu Yan had a broken hand, so naturally he couldn't drive.

Shen Chu's car was parked in the hospital parking lot, which was not very far away. It was only about a hundred meters away from Building 1.

However, it was raining outside. Shen Chu was led by Fu Yan to the door, and then he remembered that he had just run out of the car in a panic and didn't remember to hold an umbrella at all.

Fu Yan on the side snorted: "No umbrella?"
Chapter completed!