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

The door is open.

Mr. Fu came out on crutches. When he saw Song Yu's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Miss, are you Song Yu?"

Isn't this fairy girl the girl he fell in love with at the gate of Xun'er Kindergarten?

Song Yu nodded slightly, and said politely: "Yes, old sir."

Lin Liang behind him saluted respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Fu."

"Okay." Fu Lao pressed his hands against him, and his eyes fell on Song Yu again, with a kind smile on his face: "Miss Song, you can make it easier for me to find you."

He found the door last time.

It's a pity that there is no fate, and the back foot walks in front of her!

"Is Mr. Fu looking for something?" Song Yu guessed it when he heard Lin Liang address him.

The old man in front of him was the previous head of the Fu family, the richest family in China, the father of Fu Hanyu, and the grandfather of Fu Xun.

"Please visit my house." Mr. Fu smiled and asked her, "Do you have time?"

Song Yu thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

This has to go!

If you don't look at Fu Hanyu's face, you have to look at Xunbao's face!

"Let's go, I haven't eaten dinner yet, tell grandpa what you like to eat, and grandpa will make it for you." Mr. Fu is very familiar, and has already changed his address.

Song Yu followed into the car.

The car left the research institute.

Fu Lao was in the car, sometimes he would look at his phone, copy and paste his previous voice, and send it to Fu Hanyu over and over again.

Fu Hanyu is going to be tortured and go crazy.

The old man at home seemed bewildered.

Since the afternoon, I have been sending voice messages to him over and over again, calling him, saying that I have found Xiangu and telling him to go home immediately!

He shuts down.

He sent it to Uncle Zhou and called Uncle Zhou to answer it.

Uncle Zhou didn't dare to turn off the phone and hung up on him, so he could only look for him over and over again.

"Third Master."

Uncle Zhou, the co-pilot, turned around.

"No, hang up!" Fu Hanyujun's face was as cold as ice, and his whole body became irritable.

"It's not the master's call, it's Zebao's godmother, asking how he is doing now, she has already got off the plane, and will come to pick him up as soon as possible." Uncle Zhou said.

"Tell her it's okay, she doesn't need to come." Fu Hanyu looked at the sleeping little guy in his arms, and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, which was still hot.

"Mommy, Mommy..." Song Ze's face was flushed, his breathing was short of breath, and he was still yelling in his sleep.

Fu Hanyu felt even more distressed when he saw it, and gently hugged him and shook him, coaxing him softly: "Uncle has sent someone to find Mommy, and Mommy will be back soon."

Song Yu is that woman.

Since she left, she hasn't called back a single call, nor asked how her son is doing.

Since yesterday, the little guy started to have a fever, and the fever subsided, and the fever subsided, over and over again.

When he was confused, he would call her, and sometimes he would cry, crying pitifully, crying for Mommy, and crying for him to ask for Mommy.

He called her countless times, but the phone was turned off!shutdown! !shutdown! ! !

He asked someone to check her whereabouts, but they couldn't!

Her route was kept secret!

He was taking care of the child with repeated fever, and he dared not leave.

On the old man's side, he even made a series of calls, telling him to take Xun'er home to meet Xiangu!

What a damn fairy!

Fu Xun, next to him, obediently tore off a new fever-reducing sticker, leaned over, took the old one off Song Ze's forehead, put a new one on it, and quietly looked at his third uncle.

Uncle San was angry.

Grandpa keeps calling.

He didn't know who that fairy girl was, was she more important than Aunt Yu'er?

car.

After entering the city, traffic jams started.

Uncle Zhou's phone rang again.

He simply turned on the speakerphone.

I heard Fu Laozhong's angry voice coming from the mobile phone: Fu Hanyu, listen to me, I don't care what you have, you must go home today, if you dare not come back, I will break your dog legs!

Fu Hanyu sneered, and finally spoke, with a cold and sarcastic voice: "The Fairy is here, so you can offer three sticks of incense a day at home!"

"You are talking nonsense, you wait for me! If you dare to talk to Xiangu like this when you come back, see how I will deal with you." Old Fu blew his beard and stared angrily.

"Ah!"

Fu Hanyu looked cold, stretched out his hand, and hung up his phone.

then.

Take it directly and turn it off.

The little guy in his arms started to cry again, sobbing softly, and shrank into his arms, calling over and over again: "Mommy, Mommy..."

Fu Hanyu felt distressed, raised his eyes and stared at the person in the driver's seat, and said in a bad tone, "Su Qi, why hasn't his fever gone, can you do it!"

"I said, it's normal for the child to have a fever. If his fever doesn't subside tonight, can you go and destroy my hospital?" Su Qi gritted his teeth.

He has kept a low profile.

He never spoke.

He, the youngest and most promising genius in the Chinese medicine field in Huaguo, was called by him to treat the child's illness. Without saying a word, he took a private jet and rushed over as fast as possible.

It doesn't matter if you don't ask him to be grateful, and you are reduced to being his driver.

But now, in order to vent his anger on him, he questioned his medical skills and said he couldn't do it?

Can't stand it!

"Useless stuff!" Fu Hanyu cursed, and then coaxed the little guy in his arms: "Ze Bao is good, I will see Mommy soon."

Su Qi: I tm!

"Fu Hanyu, you..."

"Zebao's mommy spent three days with Xun'er."

Fu Hanyu interrupted him.

"I……"

Su Qi's face turned red from being suppressed, and he was speechless.

Now he really wants to know how the medical skills of Zebao's mother, whom he talks about to beat him, are so superb.

three days.

Xunbao's improvement is obvious.

He can't compare, and he can't say anything.

Fu Hanyu continued to coax the child.

Su Qi couldn't bear this anger, and said with a smile: "I'll go home with you, and I also want to see what Grandpa Fu said about Xiangu."

come.

Hurt each other!

"Get lost!" Fu Hanyu rewarded him coldly.

Fairy?

Can that fairy girl compare to Song Yu?

That woman, although cheap, double-standard, and vengeful, threw her son to him.

But he has witnessed her ability to summon lightning from the sky and split ghosts.

car.

Soon it drove into Chang'an Road.

After turning into Chang'an Road, it is much quieter, and only occasionally a car can be seen.

On both sides of the road, there are majestic and classical buildings with a strong sense of history.

Go forward and turn a corner.

The Fu family has arrived.

The car drove straight in.

this time.

The house is brightly lit.

Song Yu looked at the dishes that were already on the table, and said, "Mr. Fu, let's wait for Mr. Fu and the others to come back!"

She didn't know until she was in the car.

Old Fu told Fu Hanyu to go home, just in time to save her from running to pick up Zebao.

"What are you waiting for? When they come back, there are still dishes in the kitchen. Let's eat first." Mr. Fu greeted her enthusiastically, served her a bowl of fish soup, and said with a smile: "Try this, my cook is good at it." Dishes, the freshest wild large yellow croaker."

His voice just fell.

There was the sound of parking at the door.

Fu Hanyu got out of the car, wrapped the little guy in his arms tightly with a thin blanket, and then rolled the wheelchair towards home.

When we got to the door of the living room.

His wheelchair stopped.

Elder Fu turned his head and saw that his face changed immediately, so he got angry and pointed at him to tell him to get out of here quickly.

Who knew that Fu Hanyu's voice was faster than his.

He looked at the dining table, the woman he hadn't heard from for two days, was holding a bowl and drinking soup.

at once.

He curled his lips into a smile, and paused every word, biting the words coldly, full of resentment: "Song Yu, you still know how to go home!"