Fu Shao's hidden marriage sweet wife

Chapter 517 Dead crickets can't be resurrected, please mourn

The little girl sitting on the ground had teary eyes, and Fu Tingqian, who had an extremely stiff facial expression, had never encountered such a thing even after living for more than 30 years.

He carefully recalled what happened just now——

I remember, he made an appointment with someone at the restaurant of this hotel, the driver sent him to the hotel gate, he got out of the car, and then walked towards the hotel gate.

Walking up the steps in front of the hotel gate, while walking, before entering the hotel gate, something jumped into the bottom of his feet, and then he stepped on it to pieces.

Then there was this little kid who ran out of the hotel in front of him, standing in front of him with big eyes as bright as stars, looked at him innocently and dully, then looked at his feet, and then blinked Eyes, followed by a cry, sat down on the spot with two little feet and accused him.

Fu Tingqian raised his right leg, wanting to see what he stepped on.

That thing was trampled to death by him... To be precise, he trampled to death.

Judging from the flattened shape, it seems to be a cricket that cannot appear in such a big city.

A thin, imperceptible thread was tied to the cricket's body, and the other end of the thread was in the little girl's hand.

Fu Tingqian probably understood what was going on.

"Bad guy!" The little girl said with tears streaming down her eyes, eyes shining like stars, "You bad guy, pay me back!"

"..."

Behind the little girl was a woman who looked 26 and seven years old.

The woman looked at the condescending man in front of her.

He is extremely handsome, with sharp and angular face lines, three-dimensional facial features, narrow and long eyes, as deep as the sea of ​​ink, which is unfathomable.

The temperament on his body gives people the impression that he is mature and stable, with dignity, indifference and even arrogance, like an unattainable king standing on the top of a mountain, with an unattainable sense of loneliness.

This is a man who is extremely extraordinary no matter his appearance or temperament.

Especially seeing a group of bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses behind him.

The woman guessed that the person in front of her was probably an important person, and she didn't want to cause trouble, so she squatted down and comforted the little girl, "Miss Xixi, forget it, this uncle didn't do it on purpose..."

"Impossible!" The little girl wiped her tears with her arms, and cried inarticulately, "Forget it, give me back...bad uncle, give me back!"

Fu Tingqian's focus, somehow, turned out to be that her name was Xixi, and that cricket was called Dongdong.

What a name genius.

The bodyguard behind him came forward at this moment and asked in a low voice, "Boss Fu, do you want us to drive him away?"

Today's Fu Tingqian's time is so precious, every minute and every second can be counted in money, and he made an appointment to meet someone in this hotel restaurant, how could he have the time to deal with such a trivial matter.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a naive and simple girl who was only a few years old, and that it was true that he had accidentally trampled her gadget to death, it would have made people wonder if the other party was touching porcelain on purpose.

"It's not necessary to drive away." Fu Tingqian ordered lightly, "Leave someone here and handle this matter properly."

After all, he wanted to leave.

However, before she could step out, the little girl sitting on the ground with a pair of delicate calves suddenly cried louder, "Bad guy...you are a bad guy! The bad uncle bullied me!"

Fu Tingqian froze.

His brows twitched, he looked down at her, and he said in a low and melodious voice, "What did I bully you for?"

"You stomped my stuff!"

"Isn't it just a cricket?"

"What crickets, that's my stuff!" The little girl's tears seemed endless, and the more she cried, the more sad she became, "If you don't give it back to me, you still want to leave...you are a bad person, I want Tell me Mommy!"

Give it back to her?
Why, in this big city where you can see high-rise buildings everywhere in New York, where can he find another cricket for her?
The woman next to the little girl said patiently, "Miss Xixi, this uncle can't be blamed for this matter. We shouldn't have led Dongdong out of the room to play. I told you that there would be trouble when we brought him out. It's dangerous, right, not to mention that this uncle didn't do it on purpose, we can't embarrass others, right?"

"But, but..."

"Didn't you promise your mommy that you will be obedient when you come to New York?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and the teardrops that were about to cry were hanging on the corners of her eyes.

"It's cold on the ground, let's get up first." The woman picked her up, took out a tissue and wiped her tears, and then said apologetically to Fu Tingqian, "Excuse me sir, Miss Xixi's mother accompanied her to catch this cricket Yes, she likes it so much, don't mind."

Fu Tingqian looked at the little girl who was no longer messing around, but her aggrieved expression looked a little sadder, and he didn't leave again because of a strange coincidence.

Staring at the little girl who was not as tall as his legs, he said softly, "So, this cricket means a lot to her."

In fact, it's okay, after all, it's just a cricket, and it's not such a precious little animal.

However, the little girl choked her nose and was extremely sad.

Fu Tingqian looked at the little one, and said lightly, "I'm sorry, but the cricket can't be resurrected after death, please mourn."

"..."

The little girl who was only a few years old obviously couldn't understand what he said, but the others who understood him almost couldn't help laughing.

"I can't pay you back, and it seems useless to call the police for this accident." The man who is used to business negotiations said calmly, "How about this, I will compensate you for mental damage, and you can find a place to bury it properly ,how?"

Is he serious?

Fu Tingqian was serious, he motioned to the bodyguard beside him, and the bodyguard immediately took out his wallet and handed it to him.

He took out a wad of cash from his wallet, without looking at the exact amount, and handed it to the woman next to the little girl, "You keep it for her."

"No, no, no." The woman didn't have the nerve to accept the money, she waved her hands again and again, "It's not a big deal, there's no need..."

"keep it."

The man's faint words gave off a strong sense of command, his majestic and stern aura made people feel intimidated, and the words of polite refusal turned out to be hard-pressed.

The woman had no choice but to bite the bullet and take it, "Then, thank you."

Fu Tingqian looked down again at the little girl who was not half as tall as him.

The little girl was extremely good-looking, her eyes were bright like stars, her nose and mouth were pink and tender, she was wearing a fluffy princess dress, she looked like a beautiful doll, she was very cute.

Judging from her appearance, it is not difficult to know that her parents' genes must be extremely good.

But he suddenly thought in a trance——

If their child was still there back then, it seems...it would have been about this age.

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