little rebirth

Lin Wenyuan shook the breakfast on his hand, "Your favorite."

Fu Zimo was a little stunned.

Lin Wenyuan has already opened the car door, "Take my car today, you eat breakfast, you have a bad stomach, don't always skip breakfast when I don't supervise."

Fu Zimo bit the bun and muttered, "I really can't stand it." He always treats the young master like a son so pretentiously.

Fu Zimo spoke vaguely, but Lin Wenyuan didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"It's nothing."

Lin Wenyuan couldn't help smiling, as long as he was with Zimo, he was in a good mood.He rubbed Fu Zimo's head, "Do well in the exam, but it doesn't matter if you fail the exam. If you can't get the shares of Fu's Group, I'll give you Yuanmo."

Yuanmo is a game company under Lin Wenyuan, and it is already well-known in the game industry.

"..." Fu Zimo looked at his gradually mature face and asked, "Why do you give me something?"

Lin Wenyuan smiled, "I'm picking on you."

Fu Zimo: "Bah!"

As soon as he got the test paper, Fu Zimo breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Although Fu Zimo lived for more than [-] years in his previous life and was an ignorant master, but anyway, these are the exam questions for the third grade of junior high school. In addition, Fu Zimo memorized the whole book last night, these test papers are still not difficult his.

In the first language test, except for the composition, Fu Zimo estimated that he was 120% to [-]% correct on other questions.The only difficult thing was the exam time. During the [-]-minute exam time, Fu Zimo woke up several times, but he still didn't finish class.

The second test was politics. This subject was the easiest for Fu Zimo. After writing the questions smoothly, he just stared at the blackboard in a daze.

Fu Zimo was tortured like this for three days. Fu Zimo seriously suspected that he had lost several catties. When he told Lin Wenyuan about his suspicion, Lin Wenyuan smiled, put his arm on Fu Zimo's shoulder, and said, "Let's go, uncle will take you to eat well." food."

Fu Zimo gave him a white look, "You don't take advantage of my young master."

Lin Wenyuan rubbed his nose, "Okay then, Your Majesty, please follow Xiao Linzi to have lunch."

"cut."

Lin Wenyuan took Fu Zimo to a newly opened Cantonese restaurant. He ordered a box and dishes in advance. As soon as they entered the box, the waiter brought a table full of dishes, including chicken feet with sauce, crystal shrimp dumplings, wonton noodles, and barbecued pork. Bag……

Fu Zimo smelled the fragrance wafting from the private room, and his saliva was almost drooling. He couldn't wait to pick up a crystal shrimp dumpling. As soon as he ate the fresh juice, he felt that the torment he had endured for the past three days had been wiped out. cured.

Lin Wenyuan didn't eat either, and just looked at him dotingly from the sidelines, "Slow down, I won't fight with you." From time to time, he fed Fu Zimo a few mouthfuls of authentic Laohuo soup.

After eating half full, Fu Zimo slowed down and asked Lin Wenyuan: "It's delicious. This is the most authentic Cantonese tea I've ever eaten. Why don't you eat it?"

Lin Wenyuan shook his head, "I'll feed you first." Then he took a sip of soup.

Fu Zimo drank it, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with this way of getting along.

Speaking of which, Lin Wenyuan has spoiled him a bit too much recently. He had some scruples when he didn't tell the truth, but now he is unscrupulous.

"How did you find such a good restaurant? Let's get a membership card later." Fu Zimo licked his lips, feeling that it was really delicious.

"Tea is not a regular meal. It's okay to have one or two meals once in a while. It's useless to eat more." Seeing Fu Zimo frowning, he hurriedly said: "But there are other Cantonese dishes here, let's eat them next time."

Fu Zimo raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, which means he let him go.

Lin Wenyuan tasted the soup, it was a bit cold, so he asked the waiter to warm it up, and said: "Didn't you always talk about wanting to eat authentic Cantonese food? I went to Yangcheng a while ago and bought a time-honored restaurant. Moved to Yuncheng, I will give you a card later, you can come to eat whenever you like, and charge it to my account."

Fu Zimo was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he suddenly wanted to eat Cantonese cuisine some time ago, but unfortunately he went to several Cantonese restaurants and didn't eat authentic ones, which was a bit disappointing, so he kept talking about it for a few days.

Unexpectedly, Lin Wenyuan took it to heart. Fu Zimo is not hard-hearted, so how could he not be moved at all?

The heated soup had already been brought back. Lin Wenyuan tried the temperature before feeding Fu Zimo. Fu Zimo sat lazily on the back of the chair after eating and drinking, and drank the soup with Lin Wenyuan's hand.

What Lin Wenyuan loved the most was his lazy look as if he didn't care about anything. He looked at him obsessively, then hugged Fu Zimo, and kissed his side face.

Fu Zimo felt that his side face seemed to be branded by a hot iron, and the heat quickly spread to his whole body. Lin Wenyuan tentatively hugged him in his arms. Fu Zimo glanced at him, but did not resist, and found a comfortable place for himself. Sitting still, I went to play mobile games.

He thought that he was definitely not moved, it was just that Lin Wenyuan had done so many things for him silently, and it was hard for him to refuse for a while.

But he didn't think about whether he has gradually become familiar with this kind of pampering, just like when they were in love in the previous life.

Some memories will not dissipate immediately, but will be deeply engraved in the soul, just like a jar of old wine.

Lin Wenyuan couldn't help laughing, his favorite person was in his arms, his heart was beating so fast that he could hear it clearly.He didn't feel ashamed either, he just wished that Fu Zimo could hear him as sincerely as possible, so that he could understand his intentions.

Fu Zimo played the game for a while, and suddenly asked: "Sometimes I think you are more like my father than my father."

Lin Wenyuan fed him a shrimp dumpling, smiled happily and said, "Then you can treat me as a half-father, anyway, I'd be happy to spoil you." Of course, he should be treated as a half-husband.

In Lin Wenyuan's eyes, giving is just a word of "happy".

Fu Zimo wanted to say something else, but Ling Yuan suddenly called and said urgently, "Zimo, there is something wrong with your car, maybe someone tampered with it, Xingxia had a car accident, and I am accompanying him in the hospital."

"What!" Fu Zimo sat up straight.

For the past few days, he was riding in Lin Wenyuan's car. It happened that Fu Xingxia's car broke down, so he lent the car to Fu Xingxia to drive.Unexpectedly, something went wrong.

After Lin Wenyuan asked the reason, he and Fu Zimo rushed to the hospital immediately.

At the door of the ward that Ling Yuan mentioned, Fu Zimo pushed the door open and entered.

Fu Xingxia was lying on the bed on an IV drip, and there were bandage marks on his legs. He was afraid that Fu Zimo would blame himself, so he said, "Xiao Mo, are you here? I'm actually fine."

Ling Yuan was peeling the fruit. Hearing this, he paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, "Is it okay to have a broken bone? Does it mean that you have to have a broken leg?"

Fu Xingxia frowned and scolded, "Xiaoyuan!"

Ling Yuan looked up at Fu Zimo, then lowered his head and continued peeling apples.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Lin Wenyuan asked, "What's going on?"

Fu Xingxia shook his head, "I don't know either. I drove Ling Yuan to filming today, but I found out that the brakes failed halfway. Fortunately, my speed was not fast, and I hit the green belt on the side of the road. The injury was not serious. .”

"Hey, someone dared to touch our Fu family. I really don't want to live." Fu Zimo smiled wickedly, but his eyes were full of hostility.

Fu Xingxia frowned, "Xiao Mo, don't mess around."

"How come, I'm the most obedient." Fu Zimo said with a smile.

Ling Yuan added, "By the way, that car must be kept safe, it is our only evidence."

"Dinglingling..." A call came in.

After Fu Xingxia answered the phone, his face darkened, "The car is gone."

Fu Zimo smiled casually, but his eyes were as cold as ice, "It seems that there are traitors around us?"