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

The cool and light fragrance came from her body.

Every breath she takes.

Messed up his mind.

Until noon.

Song Ze knocked on the door and called, "Mummy, Uncle Fu, it's time to eat."

Song Yu opened his eyes, raised his head and smiled at him: "Mommy will be there soon."

Seeing her getting up to leave, Fu Hanyu stopped her and called, "Miss Song."

This is since signing the contract yesterday.

The first words of the two.

finally.

Or he chooses to compromise first.

Song Yu looked back at him.

Fu Hanyu said: "Contract, delete one clause."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Fu Hanyu: "Don't speak, keep absolutely quiet, delete it."

"Oh!" Song Yu nodded, indicating that he knew.

Then, he shouted outside: "Zebao, wait for Mommy."

Fu Hanyu just looked at her and said indifferently, and then left, a little confused, secretly grinding his teeth.

This woman!

What kind of temper is she!

Just say yes, and you won't recognize anyone if you say you turn your face!

He regretted it.

He shouldn't have made any contract with her.

It is not her who is restricted now.

He is the one who suffers now!

He really wanted, back before the contract was signed, that she would talk to him and joke with him and smile at him.

A contract was deleted.

But it turned out not to be much better.

She wouldn't take the initiative to talk to him.

Only when he took the initiative to talk to her, she would answer, and the answer was very concise.

This situation continued until the evening.

doorstep.

A car is parked.

The contractual day isn't over yet.

Uncle Zhou knocked on the door and said, "Miss Song, someone is looking for you outside."

Song Yu got up and followed.

Will be back soon.

He took the initiative to say a word to Fu Hanyu: "Mr. Fu, I have to leave first. Zebao has made an appointment with Xunbao for a week. I will find someone to pick him up in a week. It's troublesome."

Before Fu Hanyu could speak, she had already turned around and ran away.

This woman, she didn't treat him as an outsider at all?Did you just leave your son to him?

At this moment, he didn't feel angry, but rather happy.

Song Yu didn't have time to pack her things, so she simply took her bag and went out.

Song Ze and Fu Xun followed her and sent her to the door together.

Song Yu hugged Song Ze, and then Fu Xun: "Listen to Grandpa Zhou, listen to uncle, you know?"

"Mummy, don't worry, I'll be good." Song Ze patted his chest to promise.

"Aunt Yu'er, I will take good care of Song Ze." Fu Xun also said seriously.

Song Yu kissed again, then turned around and got into the car, and said to Song Ze, "Your godmother or Uncle Lu will come to pick you up in a week."

Song Ze nodded his head: "Mummy, don't worry about me, take care of yourself."

The study on the second floor.

Fu Hanyu sat at the window, watched her get into the car, watched the man who opened the car door for her sternly, picked up his phone and took a picture.

The man who opened the door seemed to have sensed his gaze, and suddenly raised his head, looking at him with bloody and murderous eyes.

The next moment.

As if seeing his face clearly, she nodded respectfully at him before turning around and getting into the driver's seat.

Fu Hanyu frowned slightly, his eyes were cold.

That man carried what he was most familiar with, the chilling blood from the blood and fire, as well as the upright spirit of a soldier.

He lowered his eyes slightly, pulled out the account number 1 in the address book, and sent the photo: Check, which area it is from.

With such a strong blood, he is either a master from the first district of the country or the second district of the country!

soon.

The car on the opposite side had just disappeared from sight, and the reply came: the car is in the first district, and the person can't find it.

Fu Hanyu looked at the direction in which the car disappeared, the expression in his eyes deepened, and the corners of his lips curled up with interest.

People from District [-] came to pick her up and treated her respectfully.

It seems that his investigation of her really didn't find out any useful information.

Her important files are encrypted at the highest level!

car.

Green light all the way.

to the airport.

On a private jet.

After getting off the plane, he took a special car and went directly to the No. [-] Research Base, the most confidential research base of the National Academy of Sciences.

Song Yu got out of the car.

Someone came up to greet him, a gray-haired old man over sixty years old, but hale and hearty: "Yu'er, let's talk as we walk."

"Okay, Mr. Xu." Song Yu looked serious.

In many cases, the less words, the bigger the matter.

She knew it when she was picked up, and no one said a word to her along the way.

Mr. Xu quickly told her about it.

The super S-level professor of the scientific research institute, in this secret scientific research project, was infected due to a virus leak, and his life was in danger.

All the bosses held an emergency meeting as soon as possible and decided to invite her over.

"The professor is the most promising and youngest scientific research talent in Huaguo, and our hope for the future, Yu'er, you must rescue him!" Elder Xu held her hand and said solemnly.

Who is the professor?

Naturally, no one should know the name!

These are all state super s-class secrets!

Song Yu also signed a non-disclosure agreement, and Xu Lao and several big experts in the medical field served as guarantors before he could come in.

soon.

She was taken to the isolation room.

There are all kinds of medical equipment inside.

Several experts from Chinese medicine and Western medicine were there, discussing his condition.

When Mr. Xu was wearing protective clothing and brought Song Yu in, who was only wearing a white coat, no one showed any surprise.

Yu'er is invulnerable to all poisons, anyone who knows her knows that.

"Here comes the fish."

"I'll just wait for you, go show it to the professor."

The big players are urging.

Song Yu didn't delay and hurried over.

After looking, hearing and asking.

I wrote a prescription and handed it to Mr. Xu: "Mr. Xu, let someone fetch the medicine first, and it will be delivered within half an hour."

Mr. Xu quickly handed over the prescription and asked someone to decoct it.

Song Yu just turned around, walked to the bedside, took out the acupuncture bag, and began to give him acupuncture.

Xu Lao and the others are far away, and no one dares to disturb her.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

Song Yu retracted the needle.

His mental strength was exhausted, and his face was terribly pale.

Mr. Xu hurried over to help her, so that she would not lose her strength and fall down.

"Thank you Mr. Xu." Song Yu lost his words.

It was also at this time that I was able to think about lying on the hospital bed, who can mobilize the power of the country, invite all the big powers to consult, and even get her here, the most promising and youngest professor in the scientific research institute!

Say nothing else.

This face is so pretty!

Young is really young, but he looks like 23 or [-] years old.

In a coma, his face was pale, but the scholarly aura exuding from his body was gentle and elegant.

She felt that Moshang was like a jade, and his son was unparalleled in the world, and he was tailor-made for him.

However, the eyebrows and facial features seem inexplicably familiar.

She wanted to think about it again.

Mr. Xu interrupted her: "Fish, here comes the medicine."