With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

"What's it called?" Song Xingji thought hard, muttering: "Fu, Fu Han...Fu Han..."

"Fu Hanyu!" Song Xingfeng's eyes suddenly sank.

"That's right, that's right, it's called Fu Hanyu." Song Xingji looked at him strangely, lay down on the bed, put his arms on the pillow, and muttered, "You still ask me if you know."

Song Xingfeng didn't speak, but his handsome face turned cold, he opened the door and went out.

"Second brother, where are you going?" Song Xingji asked.

"Look for my little sister." Song Xingfeng replied.

Seeing him leave, Song Xingji did not forget to tell him: "See if she has let anyone into the bedroom, under the quilt, in the closet, and under the bed, remember to check them all!"

Check things out in the bedroom.

Naturally, Song Xingfeng couldn't do it, but when he reached the door of Fu Hanyu's room, he paused to make sure that he was in the room, then left, and knocked on Song Yu's door: "Sister, are you asleep?"

Song Yu just lay down and didn't want to move, his voice was a little tired: "The door is unlocked, open it yourself."

Song Xingfeng frowned slightly, twisted the doorknob, opened the door and went in without turning on the light. After closing the door, he looked at her seriously and asked, "Little sister, do you know what Fu Hanyu's family does?"

Bad legs.

The appearance is unparalleled.

If he guessed correctly, he is the most noble wealthy family in Huaguo, the current head of the Fu family, Fu Hanyu!

He acted so low-key that no one outside knew his appearance, his leg disease, and even his name.

And he happened to know some gossip.

"Business." Song Yu said casually.

The expression in Song Xingfeng's eyes darkened again, with suppressed fire. Sure enough, he didn't tell her the truth, raised his eyes slightly, and asked again: "Then he told you about his identity?"

Song Yu was leaning halfway on the bed, and didn't pay too much attention to it. He just thought he was concerned about her, and came to ask about the situation. Thinking of what Fu Hanyu said, he couldn't help but smile: "A distant relative of the Fu family."

Song Xingfeng only felt a nameless anger rushing to his heart in an instant. His gentle and handsome face was gloomy and scary in the bedroom where only the moonlight came in from the window, and his voice was as cold as ice: "He is lying to you, talk to him Break up!"

A man who doesn't even want to confess his true identity to her, can he expect her to treat her well in the future?

"Second Brother?" It was the first time Song Yu saw him look so serious, and finally became serious, sat up straight unconsciously, and looked at him: "What do you know?"

"If I'm not wrong, he's not a distant relative of the Fu family." Song Xingfeng's eyes filled with obvious hatred and mockery: "He's actually..."

"He is Fu Hanyu." Song Yu knew that he had guessed it, and interrupted him: "He is the head of the Fu family, I know, but I am afraid to tell you that you will feel uncomfortable when you get along with him."

She herself doesn't want to be so high-profile.

"You know?" Song Xingfeng's voice was a little louder, his brows were furrowed tighter, he was suspicious, and said seriously: "Little girl, don't lie to me, don't try to help him, a man can lie to you now, I will never tell you the truth again."

"Second brother, don't worry, he didn't lie to me, I always knew it." Song Yu said seriously.

Song Xingfeng didn't speak any more, just turned on the light and waited until his eyes got used to the light, then approached her and looked into her eyes seriously: "Look at me, say it again."

Song Yu laughed, knowing that he was doing it for his own good, and with a warm heart, he stared into his eyes: "I knew his identity a long time ago, before I participated in variety shows, I went to find Sister Mengmeng, and met him at Xingmang Entertainment He's here, if you don't believe me, I'll call you and ask him."

With that said, he lowered his head and picked up the phone.

Seeing her clear eyes and sincere eyes, Song Xingfeng knew that she hadn't lied to him, so he nodded and held down the hand she wanted to call: "No, second brother believes in you, second brother is just afraid that you will be cheated of feelings, afraid You will be sad."

Song Yu smiled and looked at him with crooked eyebrows: "Got it."

This is the feeling of a loved one.

very warm.

"It's true, do you like him?" Since Song Xingfeng asked, he also asked clearly.

He will respect all her choices.

Song Yuyue looked at him seriously with her pretty eyes, and said firmly, "Yes."

Song Xingfeng looked at the sweetness overflowing from the corners of her eyes and brows, and felt inexplicably lost. My good sister, just like that, was humiliated by pigs, and he sighed helplessly: "Just as long as you like it."

Song Yu admitted generously: "I like it."

Song Xingfeng couldn't help but patted her little messy sleeping head, and told him solemnly: "If he bullies you, don't wrong yourself, remember to tell the second brother, you know?"

The Fu family is amazing.

But even if he risked his life, he would not let her be wronged.

"Okay." Song Yu said.

"I'm just worried, come here and ask, let's go to sleep!" Song Xingfeng pulled the quilt for her, and when he saw her lying down, he turned around, turned off the lights, and opened the door.

"Second brother." Song Yu stopped him and said, "His identity is more sensitive, you just need to know it, don't tell others, especially third brother."

"I know." Song Xingfeng said with a smile in his voice.

Song Xingji next door sneezed for no reason, ran to the door to look out, saw Song Xingfeng coming, waved, and lowered his voice: "There is no one else in her room!"

Song Xingfeng: "No."

"What did you ask her for?" Song Xingji was curious.

"It's nothing." Song Xingfeng turned off the light and went to bed.

Song Xingji always felt that they must have told a terrible secret, and felt uncomfortable like scratching his heart and lungs.

Ask Song Xingfeng, he won't tell.

If he shouted again, he ignored people and pretended to be asleep.

Before he went to bed, he was still thinking about asking Song Yu tomorrow.

By the second day.

Early in the morning, he went to the corn field on the mountain to break the corn, and used the electric tricycle to transport it back home. He was so tired that he was paralyzed, and the things he wanted to ask had long since been forgotten by him.

As for what Wan Sheng, the president of Southern University, said, asked students to come over to help, but Song Xingfeng refused.

He was originally on a three-day vacation, and he came back to accompany Song Yu. With Song Xingji and Fu Hanyu around, he was already very upset. How could he let others come over to distract her.

On the contrary, Yin Qiu and Zeng Yihuai rushed over at noon and went up the mountain to help break the corn together.

In the cornfield.

Very lively.

Song Xingji grew up, not to mention doing farm work, he had never done any work, broke another bag of corn, carried the snakeskin bag and threw it into the car, wiped off his sweat, and began to complain: "I didn't say that, around here , no one farms the land, she does it herself, is there no other land at home?"

This damned land is halfway up the mountain, and the mountain road is so narrow and full of potholes that you can pass an electric tricycle for agriculture.

Yin Qiu next to him subconsciously glanced at Song Yu who was on the opposite side of the field, sighed, and said, "Grandpa Song likes the corn grown in this field."