There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Fu Ran was playing with Mr. Han, to be precise, it should be Fu Ran's unilateral play and trouble, and Mr. Han condoned all of Fu Ran's behaviors.

Ms. Fu looked disgusted, and she looked at Fu Ran as if she was looking at a fool who didn't live up to expectations.

Fu Ran noticed his mother's expression and tilted his head to express his confusion.

Ms. Fu couldn't bear to look directly at her, so she pretended to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Fu Ran:? ? ?

What stupid thing did he do to be despised like this?

He said to Mr. Han: "Do I look stupid like this?"

Mr. Han sized him up and said in a deliberate tone, "It doesn't look stupid."

"So what actually?"

This is a small digging problem. Mr. Han is very witty and pretends to be profound: "What you think is true."

"..." The old dog bickered.

Father Han thought that he fell in love early, married early and had children early, and he had more experience in emotional issues than the people present, so he said that he hit it off with Ms. Fu and wanted to have a private chat with Ms. Fu about their respective sons.

To put it bluntly, I want to pay Ms. Fu away, so as to leave space for Mr. Han and Fu Ran, and create an environment for them to get along with each other.

Ms. Fu was not blind, and could see what Han Yuanzhou was planning. Since she really couldn't understand Han Yuanzhou's open-mindedness, she followed the trend, and the two elders left the ward one after the other.

"Hoo one by one" Fu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the sheathed fruit knife and played with it in his hand, "They can be regarded as gone."

Mr. Han looked at Fu Ran's constant small movements, and asked him: "What does it matter if they are here or not?"

Fu Ran said: "The relationship is getting bigger, let me give you an example, your father and my mother are here, can we kiss? Of course not, but they are not here, we can do it."

Mr. Han agreed: "This example is very good, you can practice it."

Fu Ran immediately pointed at Mr. Han vigilantly with a fruit knife, "He is a man in his 30s, he should know how to be reserved and restrained, and he will kiss and hug him every now and then. Beware of kidney deficiency."

Mr. Han said: "Kissing and hugging won't hurt the kidneys."

"It hurts the kidney." Fu Ran said stubbornly.

Mr. Han continued to fight for welfare for himself, "Even if the kidney is damaged, it is still my kidney, so you don't have to worry."

Fu Ran covered his chest with one hand, frowned and bit his lips, making a sad expression, "How could I not be worried, whether your kidney is good or not is related to my future sexual life!"

Mr. Han took the fruit knife in Fu Ran's hand and put it on the bedside table, "The doctor said that it will recover in about two weeks."

Fu Ran had a bad feeling, "And then?"

"Let you be sexually blessed."

The corner of Fu Ran's mouth twitched, and he stood up, "Well, I'm going to the bathroom."

Mr. Han grabbed Fu Ran's wrist and raised his chin lightly, "The bathroom is here, what are you doing going there?"

Fu Ran said dryly: "I didn't pay attention, hahaha..."

"However," he bent down to approach Mr. Han, his dark eyes clearly reflected the other person's figure, and stared at Mr. Han's chin without blinking, "You have grown a beard, I will shave you later shave?"

He also touched it with his fingers and said it hurt people.

Mr. Han nodded, "OK."

With Mr. Han's consent, Fu Ran's eyes burst into a strange light. He was eager to try, "This is the first time I shave, you are very honored."

He doesn't grow a beard, and he doesn't have the trouble of shaving at all. He has nothing to do, and he really wants to experience the feeling of shaving.

"Yeah." Han Xian didn't change his face, thinking that he was in the hospital anyway, and if something happened, he would be treated in time.

Because it was the first time to shave, it was of commemorative significance, so Fu Ran paid great attention to the sense of ritual. He checked a series of shaving procedures on the Internet, and then went to an offline supermarket diagonally opposite the hospital to buy razors and shaving paste.

When I came back, I ran into Papa Han and Ms. Fu, who seemed to be leaving the hospital.

"Uncle, Mom, where are you going?"

Father Han said the most thoughtful words in the most flat tone: "I happen to be going to the company, so I can drop by to take your mother home. You spend more time with Han Chenkuang in the hospital. You also have an arm injury. Remember to change your medicine frequently."

Fu Ran looked suspicious. He didn't remember that the direction of the company was on the same road as his home. Not only was it not on the same road, but it was also two diametrically opposite routes.

He turned to Ms. Fu, "Mom, are you going home now?"

Ms. Fu said, "I haven't run such a long distance in half a year. I'm a little tired. I want to go home and rest."

"Oh, yes, then I will trouble uncle." Fu Ran showed a bright smile.

"You're welcome, we're all family." Father Han didn't see outsiders at all.

He didn't see the outside, but Ms. Fu was a little bit outside. She said: "It's too early to say what will happen in the future. It's still a family."

Father Han said as a matter of course: "So let them go abroad to get married as soon as possible."

Ms. Fu & Fu Ran: "..." Well, the topic turns back to obtaining a marriage certificate. How obsessed is Papa Han with this matter.

Ms. Fu smiled and said: "We'll talk about it when they are back to health."

"What they are doing now does not affect the application for a marriage certificate."

Ms. Fu was completely speechless, she winked at Fu Ran and asked Fu Ran to speak.

Fu Ran received the signal from his mother, and immediately took a step forward, "Uncle, there is no rush to get a marriage certificate, at least not this year, after this year, Mr. Han and I will consider going abroad to get married."

"Okay, I suggest you think about it as soon as possible."

Han's father was the big boss of marriage urging, and Fu Ran responded vaguely, suggesting that the two parents should leave, "Well, mom, if you are tired, go back quickly, I will be staying in the hospital for the past two days, Call me if you need something, and I'll be right back."

By chance a while ago, he saved the phone number of a housekeeping aunt. Later, he can call the aunt to clean up. The house is actually clean. Cleaning is fake, and it is real to accompany Ms. Fu.

He accompanied the two parents with smiles all the way. As soon as they got in the car and left, Fu Ran put away his smile and walked back while rubbing his face. After returning, he was inevitably questioned by Mr. Han again.

Fu Ran brought a basin of hot water, threw the towel into it and soaked it for half a minute, then took it out to wrap Mr. Han's face, "I met your father and my mother, and uncle is going to send my mother home."

Mr. Han exposed Father Han's real purpose: "He probably wants to take your mother away."

"Why, are you afraid that my mother will beat mandarin ducks?"

"There is a reason."

Fu Ran was amazed, "Uncle Han is really the freshest and refined parent of a wealthy family I have ever seen."

Mr. Han became interested and asked, "What kind of wealthy parents do you think are not fresh and refined?"

Fu Ran seriously replied: "Well, that's the kind, um... The marriage of the children must be of the right family, and if the family is not right, I will try to break it up. At the beginning, I thought that Uncle Han would ask me out for dinner alone. The restaurant should be the last Advanced, the menus are in French, Arabic, German or Russian, deliberately asked me to order, if I can't order, I will humiliate me, say that I am not worthy of his outstanding son, and then take out a 500 million check to dump me face let me

Mr. Han couldn't bear to interrupt him, "Okay, stop talking, I understand."

Fu Ran still couldn't finish it, "You understand now? I still have a lot to say."

Mr. Han said: "I understand, I read novels and TV series some time ago."

"Wow, the big boss who manages everything every day can read novels and TV dramas, tell me quickly, what novels are you reading?"

Mr. Han hesitated for a moment, and reported a few names, ""The Absolute Love of a Rich Family: The Runaway Little Wife", "The Wolfy CEO's Substitute Lover", "The Eternal Love of Robbery", "The Sky-high Price"... "

"Stop stop." Fu Ran looked indescribable, "What are you reading, tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the president of your imposing Han Group would read this kind of bloody romance novel..."

Mr. Han sneered.

Fu Ran shrank her neck and asked him why he was laughing softly.

Mr. Han said: "These are all the names I checked the history and browsed on the computer in the apartment."

So what Mr. Han read was all read by Fu Ran.

Fu Ran's cheeks were hot, and he was too guilty to look at Mr. Han. He looked down at the quilt on Mr. Han's body and argued, "That computer must have been infected with a virus. It has been attacked by hackers. Those are the traces left by hackers." .”

Fu Ran has always made things up. If he doesn't want to admit something, he can make up 1 reasons to explain it, but it's too far to be credible.

Mr. Han was familiar with Fu Ran's basic operations, so he didn't bother to argue with him, so he tore off the towel covering his chin, "Shave for me."

"Oh, okay." Fu Ran was very happy that Mr. Han had learned to change the subject consciously. He pinched the other person's face as a reward, and squeezed the other person's face into a strange shape. He smiled and said, "Your skin is so good of."

Mr. Han patted the mischievous hand off his face, and said helplessly, "Shave it or not, it's fine if you don't."

"Scratches, scratches, I'll put shaving cream on you now." Before Fu Ran squeezed the shaving cream, he wiped his hands on his clothes, "Don't mind, I'm a little nervous, my palms are sweaty."

Mr. Han didn't mind at first, but Fu Ran's lingering like this made him faintly feel that his chin was going to turn red today.

Based on the idea that what is out of sight is quiet, he lay flat, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

About half a minute later, Fu Ran's voice came from above his head.

"I need shaving cream!"

The blue veins on Mr. Han's forehead faintly protruded, "Hurry up."

"Don't rush, don't worry, it will be troublesome if the skin is scratched."

"One more minute for you."

"I'll shave right away." Fu Ran picked up the razor and stroked left and right, and finally scraped off a layer of white foam from top to bottom in the middle of the chin. After removing the layer of foam, he touched it with his hand, " It's still a little prickly, did I not shave at all?"

"……"Headache.

In the end, it took Fu Ran nearly half an hour to get rid of the stubble. Thanks to Mr. Han's unimaginable patience and indulgence towards him, otherwise...

Today, either he shaved Mr. Han's beard or Mr. Han took off a layer of skin for him.