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Chapter 488 Won't you help me?

    

siping about me behind my back. Come on, spill the tea! Tell me who else is talking about me. Maybe I'll be feeling generous and let it all slide.""This...."The two of them looked at each other, their...Chapter 488 You wouldn't refuse me, would you

It was the same night, Fu Jiajia lay on the big bed in the hotel, tossing and turning unable to sleep.

She wondered how she should tell her cousin about the current situation.

He is still waiting for his passport, coming to Sweden! When he arrives and sees Fu Yan Shi and Xu Qing Huan doing well together, how embarrassed will he be

After much deliberation, Fu Jiajia had no choice but to steel herself and call Nie Zisen.

After several rings, it was picked up.

"I was giving Yuan Yuan a bath, I just heard a sound, what's wrong Is Huan Huan okay"

"She's doing well." Fu Jiajia awkwardly pursed her lips. "That, brother, how is your passport coming along"

Nie Zhi Sen paused, noticing something was off. "You've already submitted the application and taken new photos, don't you know Why are you asking again"

"I think maybe you shouldn't come for now. Huanhuan is doing well here, and the Fu family hasn't troubled her."

“......Nie Zisen didn't speak, but Fu Jiajia could feel his dejection.”

"Bro, Huahua said she'll be leaving in a month. You don't need to make the trip back again. I'm planning on staying here until Huahua is settled, then I'll go back too."

After Fu Yan woke up, both siblings knew in their hearts that no one would dare to harm Xu Qinghuan again.

It took Nie Zhisen a long, long time before he finally whispered, "Alright, then I won't go. Take good care of her."

"Hmm."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Jiajia felt a heavy and uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

I can't really say why, but I just feel a bit sad.

She opened her phone app, thinking about buying some beer so she could sleep earlier. However, the text here was in a language she didn't recognize, and she didn't speak Swedish. She was even afraid to go downstairs for fear of getting lost again.

Fu Jiajia's eyes rolled, and suddenly she thought of something. She put on her slippers and ran out, going directly to the room next door and knocking loudly on the door.

After a short while, the man who had just taken a shower opened the door, looking displeased.

"What are you doing"

Zhou Sizheng came out of the bathroom, wearing a hotel bathrobe at random, his hair still dripping with water, when he was startled by Fu Jiajia's insistent knocking.

I want to drink some alcohol, go buy me some.

"......I'm your servant, aren't I" Besides Fu Yan Shi, no one else could command me like that!

Fu Jiajia blinked her eyes, feigning innocence. "I didn't say that! It was Fu Yan shi who asked you to take care of me. I want to fall asleep with the help of alcohol now, but I can't buy it myself, so I had to ask for your help!"

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"You won't refuse to help me, will you"

"I will." Zhou Sizhe said, then closed the door directly.

Fu Jiagia was left hanging, frustrated. "Hey! You man have no gentlemanly manners at all! No wonder you're with Xia Wan'yu—you both lack quality, bah!"

After she finished scolding, she was about to turn around and go back when Zhou Sizhe's door opened again.

This time he took off his bathrobe and put on a casual outfit.

A speechless look filled his handsome face. "I'm just changing my clothes, do I need to wear a bathrobe to go out with you"

“......”

"I said, can you please understand the whole situation before giving your opinion next time" Zhou Sze-ze was really about to be driven mad by this woman. "Just based on your imagination, you just randomly put hats on other people!"

Fu Jiajia's neck stiffened, and she snorted coldly, "Do you have the nerve to lecture me When you reprimanded Huanhuan left and right last time, did you even bother to understand the whole situation You just jumped to conclusions and labeled Huanhuan as someone trying to steal Xia Wan'yu's man!" bit familiar! The last time our cars bumped into each other, I was in a hurry to go to the night market, so I paid too much attention to this driver's voice. They communicated mainly through text mes...