I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night!

"Qianqian, who am I? Just say goodbye to me? Don't you even have a title?"

Shi Qian: ...

Did he say he was in a hurry?

"My husband, bye." She said it again.

Fu Sinian was finally satisfied now, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "You hang up first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was cut off.

It hangs so fast!

Shi Qian put down the phone and let out a long breath.

"I can't stand this kind of father and husband, Mr. Fu doesn't look like a husband, he's an old father!" Xiao Yan couldn't help complaining.

"Old father?" Shi Qian couldn't help laughing, "Sister Yan, what kind of man do you like?"

"I don't want to find a man." Xiao Yan shook her head immediately.

"I'm not telling you to look for it, I'm saying, what kind of man will make you feel good about it?"

"Little milk dog, the kind of stinky little brother who is thin, has eight-pack abs when he takes off his clothes, and is sweetly called sister."

"Sister Yan, you actually like this kind of thing!" Shi Qian never expected.

"Taozi, what about you?" Shi Qian turned to Taozi again and asked.

"Me? I like paper people." After Taozi finished speaking, she looked at the lamp above her head with fantasy, "I love paper people."

Shi Qian couldn't even imagine this answer.

In her heart, she couldn't help asking herself.

Does she really like Fu Sinian?

She had also fantasized about what kind of boy could make her feel good.

Types like Song Yan, Liu Yiming, and Ji Han.

These have nothing to do with Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian doesn't seem to be the type she likes except for her looks.

However, when she asked herself, Fu Sinian's figure firmly appeared in her mind.

Obviously not long ago, she was able to retreat unscathed.

When did she lose her heart, and she lost it so thoroughly.

...

Sun Yanxi is still waiting for news.

She didn't even ask the assistant to clean up.

"Miss Sun, it's so late, can I help you put away your clothes?" the assistant asked in a low voice.

"I said no!" Sun Yanxi retorted loudly.

Why haven't you called yet? Is this matter so difficult to solve?

Suddenly, her cell phone rang. It wasn't the chief producer's call, and a look of disappointment flashed across her face.

"Miss Sun, I'm an assistant for a documentary film. I went to find out about the situation just now. Shi Qian's room was not arranged by the crew. She didn't ask for a room arranged by the crew. Instead, she lived in another hotel at the crew's own expense. Her agent has already talked to the crew."

"What? You said Shi Qian paid for the hotel he stayed in?" Sun Yanxi suddenly felt his face burn!

Thinking that she still vowed to find Shi Qian, she felt embarrassed all over.

She didn't make Shi Qian look good, she made a big embarrassment by herself!

"Miss Sun, if there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Sun Yanxi couldn't say anything more.

She made a rough estimate, Shiqian's suite cost at least 5,000 a night, and one month's stay would cost 150,000. Even if the hotel had a discount, it would cost 120,000 to 30,000!

And Shi Qian must be three months!

The accommodation alone cost nearly 400,000 yuan!

Does Shi Qian have such a strong economic strength? How much does she get paid?

Sun Yanxi concluded that there must be a financial backer behind Shi Qian! And this benefactor is not small, at least stronger than hers!

How could she bear this situation!

She must figure out who is the benefactor behind Shi Qian!