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

Song Xingji's footsteps stopped, and after his courage was interrupted, he was gone.

When Fu Xun heard this, he hugged Song Yu's arm tightly, and buried his small face in her arms.

"Okay." Song Yu patted his little head distressedly, and looked up.

On the opposite side, a man in his fifties walked over, very kind.

Looking at his clothes, he is an ordinary farmer, but his demeanor and appearance are not what a farmer should have.

"Ms. Song, my surname is Zhou." The uncle walked up to her and looked at her politely: "Our Xun'er, thank you Miss Song for your help."

"Mr. Zhou is polite." Song Yu patted the little guy's head and asked softly, "Baby, is this grandpa?"

Steward Zhou hurriedly said, "It's not my grandpa, but the grandpa who took him."

After finishing speaking, I was afraid that she would not believe me, so I showed her the photos, including the life photos of the little guy and the photos of the two of them together.

After seeing the photo, Song Yu felt relieved, and said patiently, "Baby, grandpa is here to pick you up. Are you going home with grandpa?"

Fu Xun's small head shook like a rattle, and when he looked up, tears welled up in his eyes.

Just look at her like that.

not talking.

Song Yu was a little helpless, and looked at the opposite person.

Butler Zhou smiled and said, "Miss Song, I can see that Xun'er likes you very much. If it's not troublesome, can you please take him first? I will call someone to come and pick him up."

Xun'er this child.

I lost my parents since I was a child.

Suffering from mild autism, he is withdrawn and never gets close to strangers.

Even at home, only the old man and the third master can say a few words to him.

"I have no problem here, Xun'er is very cute and sensible." Song Yu hugged the little guy in his arms.

Take one child, two children, both.

However, she still glanced at her son and asked her precious son's opinion.

Song Ze looked over with a tacit understanding, and nodded to her.

He will find an opportunity later and ask him why he and Mommy are here.

If he didn't have any malice, he could be more generous and give up Mommy to him a little bit.

Mommy said he was sick and it was poor.

"Then please trouble Miss Song." After finishing speaking, Steward Zhou looked at Fu Xun and said, "Xun'er, follow Auntie well, don't cause trouble for Auntie, you know?"

Fu Xun nodded vigorously, his eyes lit up, but his small hands were still tightly hugging Song Yu's arm.

Steward Zhou handed Song Yu the small schoolbag he had brought, and told her that it was full of things that Fu Xun often used, before turning around and going out of the crowd.

Called and contacted Fu Hanyu: "Third Master, the young master has been found, and he is with a lady named Song Yu at a variety show shooting location.

It can be seen that the young master likes her very much and is very attached to her. "

To be honest, the young master is not so close to the old man and the third master.

After he explained the relevant situation here in detail, he asked the director to speak a few words alone.

The director nodded and bowed, answering again and again, and asked him if he wanted professional shooting equipment!

Omg.

What kind of luck is he!

Came to shoot a variety show in a corner of the mountain where no shit, and unexpectedly met someone from the Fu family!

Steward Zhou shook his head: "No, thank you."

He quickly went over to ask Song Yu's opinion, saying that Fu Xun's uncle wanted to see him and asked if she could take photos and videos.

Song Yu didn't care anymore.

When she decided to appear in variety shows, she was already considered a public figure, and she didn't care if someone took a video.

Steward Zhou sent the photo.

In a dark basement.

Fu Hanyu sat lazily on the sofa, and with his long, slender fingers glowing with cold white luster, he clicked on the photo.

After a while, he curled up the corners of his lips with great interest, and his sexy voice was a bit meandering: "It's her!"

At the gate of the kindergarten.

That touch of whiteness.

"Third Master, do you know her?" Zhou Butler asked.

Fu Hanyu didn't answer, but instead said: "Cheng Xi, check what the young master has been doing recently, focusing on his online records."

That day.

Kindergarten gate.

Xun'er was looking at her.

This kid has an idea since he was a child.

He can't believe that there are so many coincidences in this world!

Cheng Xi was in a dilemma, very embarrassed, bit the bullet and said, "Yes."

Check can check!

But whether he could find any information, he was not sure.

After all, the young master's hacking skills are a bit good. Just last month, the one who just hit the world's number one hacker wanted to live broadcast and jump off the building.

"Fu Hanyu, kill me if you have the guts!"

In the darkness, a voice full of hatred suddenly sounded.

Only then did Fu Hanyu raise his head, his cold eyes looked at the blood-covered man lying on the ground, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Uncle Chen, for the sake of being with my second brother before you, I will give you a life opportunity, what about the child?"

"died!"

The man laughed exaggeratedly, spitting out blood clots from his grinning mouth.

"Your Fu family deserves to have no children or grandchildren!"

"Oh!" Fu Hanyu replied lazily, and lowered his head to watch the video sent by Butler Zhou.

in the video.

An irresistibly beautiful woman, with a drop of watermelon juice splashed on her porcelain-white cheeks.

The serious, stern little guy held a towel and gently wiped her face.

"Stinky boy."

Fu Hanyu cursed with a smile, but stared at the watermelon juice on her face.

The pink watermelon juice made her skin look more tender and attractive.

The man lying on the ground was completely ignored. He only felt that his dignity had been insulted like never before. Annoyed, he stared at him with red eyes full of hatred and roared: "Fu Hanyu!"

He was interrogating him, tortured him.

Can he show some respect to him as a prisoner?

"Sorry." Fu Hanyu turned to look at him, and said calmly, "Since he's dead, you should go down to be buried with him too!"

Done.

He rolled the wheelchair and walked out, and said to the phone: "Uncle Zhou, start the live broadcast!"

"Fu Hanyu." The man let out another extremely angry roar, looked at his back, and gritted his teeth: "You wait, you will die.

Everyone in your Fu family will die.

He will not let you go! "

Fu Hanyu stopped in his wheelchair, looked back at him, and said firmly, "Fu Xinjin is not dead."

The man's pupils trembled for a moment, and soon they were filled with strong hatred.

But Fu Hanyu caught the moment when he lost control of his emotions, and said: "Uncle Chen, your wife and daughter were killed by Fu Xinjin, and it's none of my father's business."

Seeing his expression, he can be sure.

Fu Xinjin, his good second uncle, really did not die!

The second brother's affairs are all led by him!

The man's body froze for an instant, and his faith seemed to collapse completely at this moment: "Impossible, Fu Hanyu, you have made your words clear, and you have to make it clear to me!"

Fu Hanyu ignored him again, lowered his eyes slightly, and watched the live video, and his mood improved accordingly.

The wheelchair left the basement and went outside.

sunny.

The blue water is sparkling.

is at sea.

He rolled the wheelchair, arrived on the deck of the cruise ship, stopped under the parasol, continued to watch the live broadcast, and was picky: "Uncle Zhou, I want to see her!"

Uncle Zhou:? ? ?