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Fu Sichen curled his lips: "Girl, I don't want you to find out something, so you can find it so easily?"
No intersection?
Maybe "Song Qinrong" has nothing to do with that man, but what if it's "Bu Ning"? What about "Lengzhu"?
The girl¡¯s vests are countless. Who knows which layer has an inescapable causal relationship with the man¡¯s death?
Chen Yan obviously understood the meaning of his words and murmured in disbelief: "No way Miss Song is kind-hearted, how could she harm people's lives?"
Even if there was some serious reason that forced her to take action, it makes no sense that just because Song Muchuan suppressed the news, she would not know about the relationship between that man and Song Muyao, and would not doubt Song Muyao.
No matter how you think about it, the whole thing feels outrageous.
Fu Sichen was not as entangled as him: "I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.
Even if there is only a slight possibility, you must do your best to investigate. "
Chen Yan had no choice but to say "ok" repeatedly before hanging up the phone.
Taking back his cell phone, Fu Sichen turned around and was about to go back to the living room, but found Song Qinrong standing by the balcony door at some point, looking at him helplessly: "Isn't it a bit overwhelming?"
"A month ago, if I had been so cautious, you wouldn't have been injured."
Fu Sichen said as he stepped forward and gently put the girl into his arms, "Why are you here? Did that brat finally let you go?"
Song Qinrong reached out and touched the man's face: "I set a difficult problem for the little guy, and he was fascinated by the success. He is really like you in this way, the more difficult he encounters, the more excited he becomes."
"Yes, Xiaobao is like me and like you."
Fu Sichen lowered his head and gently kissed the other person's forehead. He looked at Song Qinrong with a gaze that was so gentle that it seemed like someone could be drowned in it: "Girl, thank you."
"Thank you for what?" Song Qinrong didn't know why.
Fu Sichen hugged her: "Thank you for giving me a home."
Once he repented too late, God would punish him by losing his love for three years.
And now
Thinking of this afternoon¡¯s trip to the art exhibition and the afternoon tea for a family of three, he always had an unreal feeling that happiness came too suddenly.
Although Xiaobao has not completely accepted him, he always competes with him for girls.
But he had to admit that it was because of the existence of this little thing that he was able to walk into this villa in a dignified manner and stay there in an upright and open manner.
He is the biological father of this child.
The girl in front of him is the mother of his child.
The three of them are bound by blood and will never be separated again, and no one can break them apart.
Thinking of this, Fu Sichen's arms tightened. It's like trying to rub the person in your arms into your body.
Song Qinrong's eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, and then she smiled, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
"I thought you would be angry with meI gave birth to Xiaobao on my own without your consent."
??Fu Sichen sighed: "Angry, of course I'm angry. In order to give birth to that little thing, you had a difficult delivery and hemorrhage, and when your life was hanging by a thread, I didn't know anything.
I didn¡¯t stay with you, and I didn¡¯t fulfill my responsibilities as a man"
After learning about Xiaobao's existence, Fu Sichen regretted it more than once. Why didn't he take measures that night to get a girl who was only eighteen years old pregnant?
She must have been at a loss and scared at that time, right?
Thinking of this, he wanted to slap himself a few times!
¡°I¡¯m angry with myself, even though I was drugged that night, I never lost my mind.
"I should have taken measures, this is a man's responsibility, but I didn't" Fu Sichen's voice was low and hoarse, filled with deep guilt and annoyance.
Song Qinrong felt helpless after hearing this.
In order to appease the man¡¯s emotions, she stood up on tiptoes and kissed the corner of his lips: ¡°How can I blame you?¡±
She was the one who administered the drug, and she was the one who took the initiative to seduce people.
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What does it have to do with Fu Sichen?
Fu Sichen was just immersed in his own guilt: "Why don't you blame me? If it weren't for me, there wouldn't be a brat like Xiaobao to make you suffer all that."
Before they finished speaking, a cool milky sound came from behind them.?
"Who are you calling a brat?"
Song Qinrong was stunned and turned her head suddenly.
I saw Xiaobao standing in front of the balcony at some point, staring at Fu Sichen with a pair of black grape-like eyes: "Obviously it was you who caused my mother so much suffering, but you still blame me! You still thought it would be best if you could without me?"
"Xiaobao, you misunderstood, that's not what he meant" Song Qinrong hurriedly explained for Fu Sichen.
Xiaobao shook his head, with a bitter look on his face: "Don't worry about it, mom, I heard everything he just said, he just dislikes me!"
After saying that, he glared at Fu Sichen and angrily condemned: "Why do you dislike me? I still dislike you!"
I don¡¯t even know what temperature to adjust for bathing, and now I¡¯m bullying my mother again let go! Let go of my mother! "
As Xiaobao said this, he rushed in front of the two of them like a cannonball. He waved at Fu Sichen with his little paws, trying to push him away from Song Qinrong.
Song Qinrong had no choice but to squat down and hug Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, don't be angry, come here, mom, give me a hug."
Only then did Xiaobao stop and wrap his arms around Song Qinrong's neck as he wished.
Fu Sichen looked helplessly at the girl who was still in his arms one second, and then decisively let go of him and hugged the little villain the next second.
The little villain hugged his wife and snorted at him provocatively, making Fu Sichen's forehead veins jump with anger.
"I can't adjust the water temperature? Okay, let's see if I can adjust the water temperature this time."
Fu Sichen said as he stepped forward, snatched Xiaobao out of Song Qinrong's arms and put it on his shoulders, "You're covered in stinking sweat, go take a shower first."
No matter how hard Xiaobao struggled, he couldn't escape the man's clutches and was carried all the way into the bathroom.
The sound of water rushed, and from time to time, Xiaobao's screams and men's low sarcastic voices could be heard.
The father and son seemed to have had a grudge in the previous life. They didn't calm down for long before they started a new round of fighting.
Song Qinrong stood at the door of the bathroom, listening to the sounds inside, and shook her head helplessly.
Who would have thought that the fourth young master of the Fu family, who would make the whole capital tremble with fear when he stamped his foot, was secretly a primary school chicken who competed with his three-year-old son every day for favors?
When Xiaobao came out of the bathroom after being wrapped into a small rice dumpling, Song Qinrong discovered that Fu Sichen's body was also stained with a lot of water, and the wet hair on his forehead was hanging softly on both sides, making him look a little embarrassed.
"I'll go get him dressed first." Seeing Song Qinrong, a rare unnatural flash appeared on Fu Sichen's face, and he went back to the room with the child in his arms.
Song Qinrong knew that he didn¡¯t want her to see his embarrassing side, so she didn¡¯t reveal it. She only reminded him in a gentle voice: ¡°Remember to put diapers on Xiaobao.¡±
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