The little drama queen is online, and the president's father can't hold it

Yang Fan and Su Ling both looked at the person who was shouting.

It’s Fu Yu.

Su Ling widened her eyes in surprise.

"Uncle Fu, you are here, please save me!"

Fu Yu was already furious when he saw Su Ling entangled with others, but his anger was instantly extinguished by her aggrieved cry for help.

"what happened?"

"Woo woo, someone hit me, and this person won't let me leave."

Su Ling started crying, and Fu Yu felt so distressed that he hurried over to hug her in his arms and comforted her softly, then looked at Yang Fan with a gloomy face.

After examining him for a long time, the man asked uncertainly: "Yang Xinhong's son?"

The Yang family and the Xue family are on par with each other in the Beijing circle, and both are far inferior to the Fu family.

Fu Yu's low pressure was too obvious and too terrifying. Yang Fan couldn't control his throat rolling up and down, and his pupils kept contracting.

He said nervously, "Yes, yes, Uncle Fu."

"Stay away from Su Ling, otherwise Yang Xinhong won't be able to save his face with me."

Yang Fan was shocked after hearing this.

"...Uncle Fu...I..."

"roll!"

Fu Yu was furious. Even though Yang Fan felt ashamed, he did not have the courage to refute him. In the end, he could only leave in embarrassment.

Just the look he gave Su Ling before he left?

Attachment? Reluctance? Grievance? Regret? Seeking comfort? ?

Fu Yu's face turned even darker than before. He lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms who was looking back at him innocently. He tried to hold back, but couldn't.

The man raised his hand suddenly, clamped the girl's chin fiercely with two fingers, and gritted his teeth.

"Su Ling, childhood sweetheart? So the person you like is him?"

“Hiss! Huh???”

What? Su Ling was confused.

Why did this psychopath suddenly pinch her? It hurts so much.

Su Ling blinked her tearful eyes, pursed her lips, and looked very pitiful.

"What are you talking about? It hurts so much, let go!" She pounded in his arms and wanted to leave.

"Su Ling!" The man suddenly yelled, scaring the girl so much that she trembled inside.

"Fu, Fu Yu, are you okay?"

"Let me go, please."

But after Fu Yu heard what she said, not only did he not let her go, but he imprisoned her even more horribly.

He was also saying some incomprehensible words.

"Su Ling, tell me, do you like him? Hmm? Tell me!"

"What? I don't like him. How can you tell that I like Yang Fan?"

Su Ling felt that this person really had something wrong with his brain. Why did he keep harping on this issue?

Even if I like Yang Fan, it has nothing to do with him.

Fu Yu raised the corners of his lips when he heard this, and his expression eased a lot, as if he was very satisfied with her answer.

So he mercifully loosened his grip on her, but did not let go completely. Instead, he held her to check if she was injured.

"Where does it hurt? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

My goodness, she didn't dare to say it hurt, otherwise who knows what would happen to this guy.

"Really?"

Su Ling stared, looked at the man sincerely and nodded vigorously.

"I'm glad you're okay. Go home and wash yourself first. You stink."

Swish! Su Ling's face instantly turned red.

What? Stink? How could it be possible? She quickly raised her arm and sniffed it.

"No, you're talking nonsense!"

Fu Yu pushed her into the car with a look of disgust, then walked to the driver's seat, sat down and started the car.

Su Ling was sitting in the back sniffing herself non-stop, but suddenly she thought of Fu Yu's mysophobia and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

She curled her lips and said, "You're still hugging me so tightly even though I stink. Do you like self-torture?"

Fu Yu curled the corners of his lips and glanced at her in the rearview mirror. After a long while, he said "hmm" softly, as if responding to what the other person had just said.

But Su Ling didn't hear it and just continued speaking unhappily.

"Hey, uncle, I'm going back to school."

"It's too late now, go home directly."

"Oh, sorry to bother you again."

Fu Yu felt a little uncomfortable when he heard her polite words.

Ever since he started getting along with Su Ling, he always seemed to have some strange feelings.

This feeling was both good and bad, sometimes making him want to chase it, but sometimes making him want to escape from it.

Very contradictory.

Su Ling didn't care. She knew Fu Yu very well. With her status, it was enough for her to just dream. If the dream came true, she would be afraid.

Because it must be fake, the dream will end one day and the good dream will be shattered. It is too cruel and she dare not touch it.

Fu Yu did not respond to Su Ling's polite words, but just drove his car seriously.

They were silent all the way until they entered the house, then Fu Yu suppressed his anger, picked up Su Ling and went upstairs.

"What, what?"

"Doesn't it hurt? If it doesn't hurt, why are you holding your stomach all the way?"

Damn, Su Ling was secretly annoyed that he had discovered her.

The kick she received seemed to be quite heavy, and her abdomen still aches slightly.

"Lie down first, the doctor will be here soon." The man put the person on the sofa in the room.

When he first saw Su Ling, she looked so miserable that he was worried even if she was really okay, so he contacted a doctor before getting in the car.

"Uncle Fu, thank you." Su Ling said gratefully.

She had never shown any vulnerability until this point, and now she was hurt at the thought of being transported to this strange world all alone.

If Fu Yu wasn't there, she wouldn't know how she would have survived on her own, especially the psychological pressure, which would have been difficult for her to bear.

Suddenly, a big warm hand gently touched her cheek.

"...Uncle Fu?" Su Ling was surprised.

"Why are you crying? Does the wound hurt?"

Fu Yu's tone was gentle as if he was coaxing a child. From the time she met Su Ling until now, she was always aggressive and had never cried weakly like she was now.

It hurts people.

Su Ling's face was filled with shyness, she didn't even realize she was crying.

Fu Bao gently wiped away her tears, and her heart suddenly started beating like a deer, but she also felt inexplicably wronged and wanted to cry even more.

In order to ease the feeling, Su Ling still grinned at Fu Yu.

"It's okay. I'm just touched by you, Uncle Fu. You're such a good person."

This clichéd and funny remark really made Fu Yu laugh, and he rubbed Su Ling's hair.

Whispering softly: "Well, I'm a good person, so can you show me where you're hurt? Okay?"

"Hmm" Su Ling felt embarrassed, but she also wanted to see how badly she was injured, so she exposed the wound and lowered her head to check.

Fu Yu also saw the girl's injuries at a glance and immediately frowned.

"Why is it so serious?"

"Su Ling, who is it?"

Su Ling only now saw his injuries clearly, and he didn't expect them to be so horrific.

But seeing Fu Yu's face suddenly become gloomy and violent, she hesitated and did not dare to say Xue Yu's name.

"talk!"

Fu Yu growled angrily, and Su Ling subconsciously couldn't help but blurt out a name.

"Xue, Xue Yu!"

"Xue Yu? Xue family, good, very good."

"Fu, Uncle Fu, don't be impulsive. I'm fine. It's just a minor injury. I beat them up, too. I will take care of Xue Yu. Don't, don't interfere."

It’s not that Su Ling is too narcissistic and thinks Fu Yu will stand up for her.

But the man’s expression was too scary and ferocious, as if he was going to turn into a wild beast and tear those people to pieces in the next second.

"Don't be afraid. I won't be so rude. Lingling, it must hurt."

Seeing that Su Ling was afraid, Fu Yu deliberately suppressed his anger, softened his tone, and reached out his hand, wanting to touch the scars, but was afraid of hurting her again.

He was almost heartbroken.

Su Ling shook her head, then nodded quickly.

She shook her head because she was dazed by the heartache in Fu Yu's eyes, and then nodded because she really felt pain in her stomach. She was so miserable, being beaten like this.

Thinking about it makes me want to cry again.

Fu Yu sighed deeply and rubbed the girl's head with heartache: "Be good, bear with it for a while, the doctor will be here soon."

"Hmm." Su Ling looked at him, and suddenly there was some unknown expectation in her heart.