Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Butler Wu noticed Fu Lingxiao coming downstairs and coughed. The servants immediately stood up and saluted Fu Lingxiao: "Young Master."

When Mu Xing saw Fu Lingxiao, he ran over and circled in front of him, "Uncle, is it okay for me to go to school like this?"

Fu Lingxiao looked down at the little girl.

Her long black hair was tied into a cute bun, her little face was delicate and fair, and she wore a light pink dress with the hem of the skirt at the knee, revealing her delicate white calves, and a pair of white leather shoes on her feet.

The bruises on her ankles were completely covered by her socks. The exposed skin was white and tender, and her whole body was sculpted like a delicate doll.

This girl looks small and has a childlike innocence. She originally looked younger than her peers, but dressed like this, she looks a lot smaller. She doesn't look like someone who is going to college.

He's clearly still a little kid.

Fu Lingxiao sighed in his heart, forget it, as long as she is happy.

finish breakfast.

Butler Wu volunteered, "Master, today is the first day for little Mu Xing to go to school. I'm afraid she won't be used to it, so I'll send her there."

As he said that, he already held Mu Xing's little hand.

Fu Lingxiao stood up and said, "No, I'll see her off."

Mu Xing's eyes suddenly lit up. In fact, she really wanted her uncle to send her there, but the housekeeper said that her uncle was very busy, so she didn't say anything.

Now that her uncle offered to give it to her, she couldn't be happier.

The little hand was taken out of Butler Wu's hand with a whoosh, ran to Fu Lingxiao, and took the initiative to hold his big hand.

Butler Wu looked at his empty palms and expressed his sadness.

Half of Fu Lingxiao's palm was held by the little girl, and he could clearly feel a warm touch transmitted to his hand.

His fingers stiffened slightly, and he held Mu Xing's hand.

so soft...

It was small and soft, just a small ball in the palm of his hand. He didn't dare to use force, for fear that he would accidentally crush the little fleshy claws.

"Uncle, let's go!"

Afraid that his uncle would regret it, Mu Xing took the lead.

Butler Wu followed behind with a small pink schoolbag prepared in advance, "Xiao Mu Xing, put your schoolbag on your back."

"Thank you, uncle butler!"

Mu Xing reached out to take it, and a big hand had already taken the schoolbag.

Fu Lingxiao was holding a small schoolbag, "Uncle Wu, what's in it that's so heavy?"

Butler Wu smiled kindly, "I was afraid that little Mu Xing would be hungry at school, so I prepared some snacks for her."

Fu Lingxiao opened his schoolbag, and sure enough, the bag was full of food, which was obviously stuffed in. As soon as the zipper was opened, several bags fell out.

He frowned slightly, "Is this called a bit?"

Butler Wu smiled even more kindly, which was not enough for Xiao Mu Xing's appetite.

"These snacks don't fill her up, so I packed more for her."

When packing snacks, Butler Wu had the urge to change to a big sack, fearing that Mu Xing wouldn't have enough to eat.

Mu Xing was afraid that Fu Lingxiao would find the mutton-fat white jade and seal-cutting tools hidden under her schoolbag, so she hurriedly urged: "Uncle, let's leave quickly! If we don't leave, we will be late."

Fu Lingxiao then zipped up his schoolbag, slung it over one shoulder, and led Mu Xing out.

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Beihua College.

It was the time for students to come to school, and the school entrance was bustling with students and parents sending their children to school.

Fu Lingxiao ordered in a deep voice: "No need to drive in, stop at the door."

The motorcade with the Fu family's exclusive license plate parked neatly at the gate of Beihua College, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Beihua College is a first-class university in China, and there are many children of wealthy aristocrats. When they recognized the license plate of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, they couldn't help shouting: "It's Mr. Fu's car!"

A girl walking in the crowd immediately turned her head after hearing this, and sure enough she saw Fu Lingxiao's car.

"Mr. Fu..."

Why is he here?

Ever since she met Fu Lingxiao, Tang Yingying could only think about this god-like man. Even though Mr. Fu sent her to the police station, she didn't blame her at all. In her opinion, it was all the fault of that bitch Mu Xing. !

Tang Yingying was so excited that she stretched her neck and looked around.

After receiving the notice that Fu Lingxiao would be coming today, Principal Sun led a group of leaders at all levels of Beihua College to wait at the school gate early. Standing with them was Zhao Jin.

He received a call from his boss last night, asking him to cancel all his schedule for this morning. He wanted to send Mu Xing to school, and asked him to go to the school in advance to complete the admission procedures.

If he hadn't slept at that time, he would have suspected that he was dreaming.

Mr. Fu, who always arrived at the company on time every day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, actually took half a day off just to send a little girl to school.

Say it, who will believe it?

The bodyguards all got out of the car and stood in two rows. Yuntuo stepped forward, opened the car door, and bowed to greet them.

The next second, everyone saw a long leg stepping out, wrapped in black trousers, straight, slender and full of power.

The spotless leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the tall man got out of the car. He wore a white shirt, a black vest, and a suit jacket. The slim cut highlighted his perfect and straight figure.

It looks ascetic, elegant, and extraordinarily noble.

There was an indifferent expression on his impeccable face, but it was obvious that there was a strong and cold aura spreading out from his body, which was intimidating.

And the man's hand was holding a cute girl, wearing a pink dress, with a delicate and beautiful face. Under the long eyelashes, a pair of big black eyes looked around the crowd.

The man is calm and cold, while the girl is soft and cute. Two people with completely different styles of painting, standing together, form a kind of complementarity and inexplicable harmony between the contrasts.

Everyone present was curious about the relationship between Fu Lingxiao and the girl, but they were intimidated by the man's powerful aura and did not dare to speak out.

Tang Yingying was startled when she saw Mu Xing standing next to Fu Lingxiao with an expectant look.

Why did she come here? Are you also here to go to school? So, did Mr. Fu send her to school?

Who is she? Does she deserve it? !

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Zhao Jin's eyes have been completely attracted by the girl next to his boss.

Is this the legendary little lover of his boss?

Before this, he had only seen her videos and photos. This was the first time he saw her in person. The photos were already very beautiful, but she was even prettier and cuter in person than in the photos.

He couldn't help but want to pinch the pink little face just looking at it.

etc!That's not the point.

The point is, doesn’t his boss have a severe mysophobia? ! !

Zhao Jin rubbed his eyes and saw that he was right. His boss really held Mu Xing's little hand, and he held it very naturally.

Sure enough, mysophobia and other things are all aimed at people I don't like, but when I meet someone I like, all the fetishes disappear.

However, the relationship between the two of them does not look like the sordid relationship rumored by the outside world, but more like an elder leading a younger one...