The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

When he got outside, Fu Shiyu ordered a glass of juice instead of coffee.

Seeing the fruit juice, Nan Zhongyuan was relieved: "Juice is the child's favorite drink."

Fu Shiyu glanced at Nan Zhongyuan, and his smile became much lighter: "Because she doesn't like milk tea."

Nan Zhongyuan raised his chin and stared at his son-in-law's face, curious about what the other party said just now: "Does bosom friend like to drink milk tea?"

"Yes." Fu Shiyu spread his hands on the glass table, and shook the hand wearing the watch casually.

He said that when she was in junior high school, she didn't like milk tea, but her father's eyes were on Nan Yuli all the time, because he knew that Nan Yuli liked to drink milk tea, so when she excelled in the exam, he would always buy two cups milk tea.

Nan Zhongyuan looked at Fu Shiyu's face suspiciously, "Does bosom friend like to drink?"

"Yes, I don't like it, but because you bought it, she drank it every time." Fu Shiyu naturally didn't tell the other party, how did he know.

Because when he was in junior high school, he learned that Nan Zhixin always liked to drink milk tea, so he bought several cups for her after school one day. Who would have thought that Nan Zhixin would cry loudly in front of him, even scolded.

She said that what she hated the most was milk tea, but it was milk tea that she drank the most.

After that, he never bought milk tea for Nan Zhixin.

Until now.

"It's really a blessing to be able to marry Shiyu." Nan Zhongyuan blamed himself for Fu Shiyu's affectionate expression, and he began to feel very sad about things he didn't understand.

"But I also thank my father-in-law for allowing Zhixin to marry me." Fu Shiyu stood up, smiled lightly, and looked at his face, "That woman was knocked out by Zhixin."

Nan Zhongyuan stood up with a bang: "Did she knock Jing Wen out?"

"Father-in-law, why don't you ask, why did Zhixin knock that woman out?" Fu Shiyu liked to ask his doubts face to face when he caught a key question.

Especially when it comes to intimate matters, he has always been bold and fearless.

And when asked, on that handsome face, there were bright and dark currents, but he could still maintain his composure, like a big river that was about to rush up under the cover of the billowing waves.

Nan Zhongyuan shook hands, unable to explain his inner thoughts, because until now, even if he knew, he couldn't do anything.

Of course it was him who was sorry for Jing Wen.

"Shi Yu, Dad—"

"When you went to the bathroom to find her, she tried to cut her arm with a knife, blaming Zhixin. Zhixin reacted quickly, kicked the knife in her hand quickly, and knocked her out after subduing her." Fu Shiyu didn't look at his father-in-law's ups and downs. Uncertain cheeks, he chooses to state it all without error.

Nan Zhongyuan could choose not to listen, he could choose not to react, but Fu Shiyu had to speak out.

He doesn't care about the process, he only wants a result.

"Shi Yu, I understand."

Fu Shiyu paused for a moment, turned his gaze, stared at Nan Zhongyuan's face, and couldn't restrain himself from saying a few words: "Thank you."

Nan Zhongyuan's whole face was tense, he could not fail to understand what his son-in-law meant by saying so much, and also deeply felt the sadness in it, so he just pursed his lips and hummed thoughtlessly.

It's an expression of deep frustration.

[Intimate, you put the person in the bathroom and come out straight away. 】

[But she fainted in the bathroom alone, wouldn't it be bad, in case Dad comes out to look for it, then...]

[Don't worry, I asked the waiter to help me. 】

【Well, that's good, I'll come out now. 】

Nan Zhixin put the stunned Jing Wen on the ground, clapped his hands, and went out. When he slipped away, he was worried about being discovered, so he took a detour to the side door.

Fu Shiyu stared at the main entrance for a long time but didn't see his girl come out. He was still puzzled and quickly sent a message on WeChat.

"Shi Yu." She flew out in three steps at a time, jumped onto Fu Shiyu's body in big strides, put her arms around him, and lightly pecked him on the forehead with her lips, "Where is my dad? Didn't see you?"

He didn't lie, he said the truth: "I talked to my father-in-law just now, and I apologized too."

"Ah, then why do you—" Nan Zhixin was surprised, since he met his father, why didn't he let himself bring Jing Wen out directly.

Fu Shiyu stared down for a long while before replying to her: "I originally wanted to hide it from my confidant, but I was worried that you girl would misunderstand, so after much deliberation, it would be better to tell you directly."

"Then...then what did my dad say about you?"

"No." Fu Shiyu's eyes were bright, and he expressed his opinion very honestly, "He didn't blame me for beating him at the Jinse Hotel last time, and he also heard my opinion of fighting for you, and mentioned your dissatisfied dowry. Mentioned his opinion that he was not caring enough for you."

With these words, Nan Zhixin's heart sank. She lowered her eyes, held Fu Shiyu's shirt buttons with her fingers, and said, "You said everything."

"En." Nan Zhixin tapped Fu Shiyu's forehead with her red lips, and smiled, "Thank you."

Fu Shiyu patted Nan Zhixin's arm lightly with his fingers, with a strong smile in the corner of his eyes: "Do you want to drink fruit juice?"

As soon as the word juice was mentioned, milk tea came to her mind again. Because she wanted to forget the shadow of milk tea, she chose to drink fruit juice.

"I like it, but I don't want you to run errands." Nan Zhixin grabbed Fu Shiyu's black hair with his fingers, shook his head, and expressed his intentions very calmly.

Fu Shiyu supported the person on his body with one hand, but with the other hand he opened the car door and took out a glass of juice from inside.

He bought it a long time ago, Nan Zhi's confidant slandered, feeling particularly warm about it.

"What juice?"

Fu Shiyu explained gently: "Lemon juice, is it okay?"

"Ah, so sour." Nan Zhixin took a big sip, but it was unexpectedly sweet, even though he didn't say anything.

Seeing her drinking so fast, Fu Shiyu moved his thin lips and raised his chin: "Girl, give me a sip."

Nan Zhixin looked at him funny, "Are you sure."

"En." Fu Shiyu nodded slightly.

Nan Zhixin was very playful, and when Fu Shiyu opened his mouth to find the straw that he handed over, he was suddenly kissed by the woman in his arms.

There was only a sour taste of lemon in his mouth, and he looked at her annoyedly: "You, really?"

"Why, you despise me." Nan Zhixin was holding the juice, shaking his head excitedly, "There's nothing you can do to dislike me, you've already drank it."

"Okay, come down, we're here, it's easy to be photographed." Fu Shiyu smiled warmly, "After all, with our status, we still have the value of being photographed by paparazzi, don't you think so?"

"Oh." After being reprimanded, she must know how to be obedient. When she jumped off the ground steadily, when she turned around and looked over, she found her father, Zhongyuan Nan, standing in the coffee shop and looking at her.

There were still tears in the corners of his eyes, and the expression of his lips moved, as if to say, I'm sorry.

Nan Zhixin asked Fu Shiyu unexpectedly: "Did my dad tell me something just now?"

Fu Shiyu, who had seen clearly for a long time, replied in a gentle tone: "He said sorry to you."