After the crazy villain read my mind, he only favored me!

He regained his composure, and was just as Xu Yang had always believed him to be, well-dressed and cold-blooded.

"You said."

Xu Yang stated his demands, and as soon as he finished, Fu Zhen made a sound of "tut".

"It's just this matter, and it hasn't been dealt with for more than a month?"

Last time, Ning Shu asked him to help with the investigation, but those criminals on the Internet were the best at hiding, and he couldn't even catch them by the tail.

"I didn't expect that little guy was quite capable. He could even come up with such a move that goes with the flow."

Xu Yang frowned, very dissatisfied with Fu Zhen's animal-like words.

"He's not some little guy, his name is Ning Shu."

Xu Yang corrected him seriously.

Fu Zhen raised his eyebrows but didn't take it seriously.

Zhou Shouren glanced at Fu Zhen and said, "I will do my best to investigate. Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhou Shouren rubbed his nose and ordered them to leave.

Xu Yang had no plans to stay any longer.

But after taking a few steps forward, he couldn't help it.

"If you don't mean it, don't promise the girl so easily. Engagement is not a joke."

As the words fell, Zhou Shouren paused, and the playful smile on Fu Zhen's face instantly disappeared.

Seeing them like this, Xu Yang felt a slight pleasure in his heart, and then he left.

After the people left, Fu Zhen went to close the door in silence. When he sent his assistant out, he also told him not to come in unless he was called.

"Don't let in a single person or a single dog."

Fu Zhen's face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with gloom.

The assistant's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, so he hurried to see his boss.

However, their boss had taken off his glasses and had his back to him.

The assistant had no choice but to nod and agree.

As soon as he walked out, he heard the sound of the lock being locked.

The assistant looked out the window. The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly...

Fu Zhen lowered the blinds along with the window, leaned against the window, turned around and raised his lips to Zhou Shouren.

"Don't you have anything to explain to me? When did you get engaged to a woman?"

Zhou Shouren was very tired and leaned back in his chair and let out a breath.

Fu Zhen has a bad reputation outside. People say that he is moody and has an evil nature.

Zhou Shouren felt that this was absolutely true. At least now, he was speechless because of this evil person.

"Why, I don't know how to explain it?"

Fu Zhen pressed forward step by step, not only pulling his own tie, but also grabbing Zhou Shouren's collar and pulling it off.

Zhou Shouren stared at the man in front of him with his dark pupils, and he didn't even think of raising his hand.

Fu Zhen smiled and buried his head in Zhou Shouren's neck. He wandered around his body unscrupulously and left his mark on the "wounded" neck again.

After a while, Zhou Shouren stood stiffly, and then he let go in a shudder.

The ears were licked by a hooked tongue.

"Zhou Shouren, you have my marks all over your body. If you dare to take off your clothes in front of other women, I will tattoo all these teeth marks on you and also tattoo my name."

"If you don't believe it, just try it."

Apart from his father, Zhou Shouren had never been so afraid of anyone.

Knowing that Fu Zhen is in danger, if the problem is not resolved quickly, there may be countless troubles.

But every time he was touched all over by the same rough hands, his body not only trembled, but he was also shamefully excited.

His body loved the feeling, but his heart told him he couldn't let this person go.

If you get yourself stuck in it, no one will be able to get out!

……

Before the mastermind behind the scenes was found out, Ning Shu received the news of Fu Dezong's death.

He immediately put down what he was doing and went to Mingshu to find Fu Mingchen.

The latter continued to work as usual, without even a trace of sadness or heaviness on his face.

It seemed that no one had heard the news that Fu Dezong was no longer around.

But Ning Shu knew that Fu Mingchen always asked people to pay attention to the Fu family. The death of Fu Dezong was such a big thing that it was impossible for the people below not to talk about it.

Ning Shu sat on the sofa, looking at Fu Mingchen's expressionless face, his heart beating fast.

[Is he happy or unhappy? He is his father after all, so he must be a little sad...]

Ning Shu didn’t know what others thought, but he felt that he was the last person in the world who was related to him by blood.

Of course, those distant relatives don’t count, they are not the closest blood relatives.

【Do you want to go and coax her? 】

[But if he is really not sad, would it be inappropriate and self-indulgent for me to do this? ]

It felt like there was a needle under Ning Shu's butt, moving back and forth constantly.

Although there was no sound, there was something swaying left and right in his sight, and Fu Mingchen couldn't pay attention to it.

Not to mention the little thoughts in Ning Shu's mind, he heard them clearly.

After a long time, Fu Mingchen resigned himself to putting down what he was holding and waved towards Ning Shu.

"Come over if you can't sit still."

Ning Shu stood up immediately, not caring at all about Fu Mingchen's cat-teasing-dog gesture.

As soon as he stood beside Fu Mingchen, Fu Mingchen put his arms around Ning Shu's waist, rested his head on his lower abdomen, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Ning Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

[Sure enough, it’s still sad. 】

Ning Shu gently inserted her fingers into Fu Mingchen's hair and pressed to soothe his scalp.

"It's okay, I'm here with you."

Fu Mingchen, who was not sad, buried his head, his breath sprayed on Ning Shu's lower abdomen, and the corners of his mouth were almost smiling up to the sky.

How can you be so deceiving...

Ning Shu hadn't noticed anything yet, and he hugged Fu Mingchen with heartache, trying his best to show his "fatherly love".

Perhaps his care was effective, as Fu Mingchen fell asleep after a while.

Fu Mingchen himself didn't expect this.

He was indeed a little tired recently due to work, but he didn't expect to be so tired.

When he woke up, Fu Mingchen was still holding on but looked a little out of shape.

Recalling what happened before he fell asleep, Fu Mingchen pressed his forehead and felt like crying.

"This is really hard to explain."

"Explain what?"

Ning Shu heard the muttering as soon as she came in, holding a bowl of hot century egg and lean meat porridge in her hand.

"I borrowed your company's kitchen to make this myself. It's so soft and sticky. Try it."

Ning Shu handed the dishes and chopsticks to Fu Mingchen, sat sideways on the bed, and stared at Fu Mingchen.

It seemed as if what he was eating was not porridge, but his heart.

Fu Mingchen was stared at and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't look at me like that, it feels like I have become a meal after eating the porridge."

Ning Shu rubbed against him without any hesitation: "Of course not. I didn't sleep well last night because I was taking care of you. When you have enough rest, you have to make it up to me."

Ning Shu swore that he had absolutely no other intentions.

But Fu Mingchen was a man with a dirty mind. As soon as Ning Shu finished speaking, his eyes changed.

He scanned Ning Shu from head to toe, as if he was peeling Ning Shu's skin and bones inch by inch with his eyes and eating her.

Ning Shu realized something belatedly, rolled his eyes at Fu Mingchen, and stood up and left.

"You should eat well. I won't disturb you. I'm leaving now."

As soon as she turned around, Fu Mingchen grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Ning Shu smiled secretly and fell down, paying special attention to the position of the bowl in Fu Mingchen's hand.

[Little guy, I'll catch you in no time! ]

Ning Shu has always tried the tactic of playing hard to get and it always works.

Fu Mingchen saw through it but didn't say anything. He grabbed Ning Shu and kissed her hard.

"Don't go, stay with me for a while."

He gritted his teeth and decided to pretend to the end.

"I still feel sad. From now on, you are the only person closest to me. Can you stay with me for a while longer?"

Ning Shu's heart clenched.

"Ok."

Fu Mingchen rarely showed weakness, and even he rarely saw Fu Mingchen looking so depressed and miserable.

Her heart felt like it had melted into sugar water, and Ning Shu fell softly into Fu Mingchen's arms, allowing him to rub and manipulate her.

Fu Mingchen was so happy in his heart that he didn't even feel a little sad. He now felt that even if all the people in the Fu family died, it would not be a big deal.

Although Fu Dezong rarely shows up in the business world, he is still popular as a playboy.

On the day of mourning, almost half of the circle came, and some of them came just for the sake of formality for the sake of Mr. Fu.

No matter what, Fu Mingchen is Fu Dezong's publicly acknowledged son, so he must go.

What businessmen care most about is integrity and reputation.

Who would be willing to cooperate with someone who is cold-blooded and heartless and doesn't even care about his own relatives?

"Don't be afraid when you go, I'll be waiting for you outside."

"If you feel uncomfortable, call me immediately, okay?"

Ning Shu straightened Fu Mingchen's collar and gave him many instructions.

Perhaps Fu Dezong hated him so much that he specifically said before his death that he would not allow Ning Shu to appear at his funeral.

Although Ning Shu didn't know what the old man was being stubborn about, he thought the dead were the most important and he didn't want to go in and see his face.

Fu Mingchen touched Ning Shu's cold cheek and was overwhelmed with emotions.

Between the two of them, who looks the easier one to bully?

"I told you to just wait at home. There are a lot of people here today. You..."

Seeing that Fu Mingchen wanted to say more, Ning Shu looked annoyed and pushed people in.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging in my ear, okay?"

[I am such a grown-up, can I still be bullied? ]

Fu Mingchen felt that Ning Shu had not identified his own position.

There were a lot of people bullying him, and he was afraid that if he wasn't careful, Ning Shu would be bullied.

Ning Shu, on the other hand, didn't take it to heart at all.

He thought about it and still felt uneasy.

"No, I'll let Qin Yu'an come over to accompany you."

"Need not."

Ning Shu held Fu Mingchen's hand and said, "Brother Qin and Yu Qin have already gone in. You should go in soon. I will lock the doors and windows and won't open them unless you do. Is that ok?"

Fu Ming looked at Ning Shu steadily, his black pupils were deep and bottomless.

Ning Shu got into the car and locked the doors and windows from the inside, looking like he could do it.

Just as someone was urging him to go in, Fu Mingchen sent a message to Ning Shu and went in.

Ning Shu picked up the phone.

Fu Mingchen: "Just wait for me, it will be done soon."

He smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up: "Tsk, treat me like a child."

Fu Dezong's funeral was very grand, and it was all black at first glance.

If you didn’t know, you would think you had entered some gang gathering place.

Fu Mingchen was almost the last one to arrive. He walked in step by step, stepping on the yellow paper on the ground, with an arrogant and disdainful look on his face.

It doesn't seem like they are here to pay their respects, but more like they are here to cause trouble.

Just as Fu Mingchen ignored everyone and walked straight to the front, a figure thinner than him suddenly stood out.