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But it has to be said that after being teased by Xiaobao like this, the atmosphere among the family of three instantly became gentle and warm.
Even Song Qinrong couldn't help but wonder whether her previous worries were unnecessary.
It seems that if you are a little kid, you can solve Fu Sichen's jealousy problem.
"Dad, you gave me a lot of gifts last time, but I haven't expressed my gratitude to you yet~" At this point, Xiaobao has already brought the topic back to gifts.
Fu Sichen raised his eyebrows: "Oh? How are you going to thank me?"
"Let me kiss you twice!" Xiaobao said and pouted.
Fu Sichen's face turned dark instantly: "Kiss twice? Men shouldn't express their gratitude in this way"
Before he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and saw Xiaobao's embarrassed and aggrieved expression. His dark eyes were wide open, and his glass-like pupils were filled with disbelief, as if he was about to cry in the next second.
Fu Sichen coughed: "Kiss, just kiss twice. It's not impossible to kiss once."
Xiaobao immediately smiled and threw himself on Fu Sichen with a cheer. His little arms quickly climbed up the man's legs and hugged the man's neck, "Hey!"
Kissed the thief loudly.
"Thank you, Dad!"
Fu Sichen's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s the natural attraction between father and son, or if Xiaobao really has a very special charm.
Being kissed and drooled on by this little guy was not as annoying as I thought.
The little milk-scented dumpling in her arms was hugging her, her soft cheek pressed against his neck.
Fu Sichen knows that this is an act of intimacy between the child and you.
Raising his hand, he patted Xiaobao on the back.
The man¡¯s eyes softened unconsciously.
The girl is right, a kiss on this little face is not that hard to accept.
There are also some models at home that I made by myself when I was a child, and Xiaobao will probably like them.
Bring it over tomorrow and give it to him together.
The man has already begun to make plans.
Looking at the peaceful appearance of the father and son in front of him, Song Qinrong smiled calmly.
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When Lin Yu came in to deliver porridge, Xiaobao was already asleep in Fu Sichen's arms.
This surprised Lin Yu.
"After all, they are father and son. A few days ago they were cross-eyed, but in the blink of an eye, they have become so close."
She couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Fu Sichen curled his lips, feeling happy: "Yeah."
After Lin Yu finished laughing, her eyes darkened again: "It's just that you are holding Xiaobao, so you can't feed Rongrong porridge"
"Are you going out?" Fu Sichen asked.
Lin Yu nodded, with an extremely complicated look on his face: "Old Mrs. Song is not in good health because of Yaoyao's incident.
The old lady has a stubborn temper and is still staying at the explosion site and refuses to leave. It's useless to persuade anyone.
She is always Rongrong¡¯s grandmother, and I can¡¯t ignore her. "
Hearing Song Muyao's name, Fu Sichen frowned and looked a little cold.
It was Song Qinrong who came to the rescue: "Just put the porridge on the table. I'm not very hungry, so I'm not in a hurry to eat. It's more important for grandma."
Lin Yu disagreed: "You haven't eaten all night. You're not hungry because your stomach is so hungry that you can't even feel it. It's not that you're not really hungry."
The last time Song Qinrong was hospitalized, Lin Yu and Mu Qing were responsible for the care and feeding.
Mu Qing¡¯s own health is also not good now. He has been involved in car accidents and kidnappings one after another, and is still recuperating in the ward downstairs.
Lin Yu is also a person who does everything herself, and is even more busy without even touching the ground.
Now that both sides need her, Lin Yu is a little overwhelmed.
Of course she feels more sorry for her daughter.
"No matter what, the most important thing is that you eat well first"
Before she could finish her words, Fu Sichen, who was holding her son, interrupted her: "Auntie, I'll feed the girl here. As for Xiaobao, I'll have someone tell the second senior brother to take care of her."
The words were spoken thoughtfully and thoughtfully.
But in fact, if Lin Yu hadn't been there, he would have wanted to wake his son up and throw him away.
No matter who it is, they can¡¯t affect his girl¡¯s physical recovery!
Of course Lin Yu didn¡¯t know what Fu Sichen was thinking.?He nodded with satisfaction: "Then Rongrong and Xiaobao will trouble you."
"Auntie." Fu Sichen looked at her with a wry smile in his eyes.
How can you say that taking care of your own wife and son is troublesome?
Lin Yu pursed her lips and said nothing.
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Summer evenings always come very late.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the scorching sun finally tilted down little by little and settled on the horizon, illuminating most of the sky with a golden color.
Fu Sichen stood by the window, his slender figure shrouded in the afterglow, as if covered with a faint golden light, making him intimidating for no reason.
Chen Yan glanced at his fourth young master and sighed silently in his heart.
Where did Song Muyao get the courage to confront their fourth young master?
It¡¯s fine now, my life is gone!
¡°But this time, fortunately, He Tong sent a group of people over and helped us a lot.
Song Muyao¡¯s men captured most of them.
There are a few who have escaped, and Spades are also following them. It is estimated that they will all be caught within half a month. "
He reported the situation at the scene one by one.
"As for Song Muyao A lot of scattered human tissue was found at the explosion center. Further DNA identification is currently needed to confirm whether Song Muyao is himself."
Chen Yan has been busy at the scene all day and night, and he is already a little haggard.
Thinking back to the scene at that time, he couldn't help but close his eyes.
It¡¯s really too miserable.
"Compared to Chen Yan who was uncomfortable, Fu Sichen seemed calm and indifferent.
"Determine as soon as possible."
He said calmly.
"Yes!" Chen Yan hurriedly agreed, "The young master of the Yang family learned that Miss Song was involved in this matter, and offered to help us with the identification of human tissue.
With them taking action, the results will be available within two hours at the latest. "
Song Qinrong was Yang Yishu¡¯s most respected and beloved junior uncle. He rushed over as soon as he received the news.
Yang Yishu is trustworthy.
Fu Sichen nodded and asked, "Mrs. Song is still at the scene?"
Hearing Zhao Shuying¡¯s name, Chen Yan sighed: ¡°Yeah, I never noticed that such an easy-to-talk person like the old lady could be so stubborn.
No matter how we tried to persuade her, she only had one sentence. She wants a definite result whether her granddaughter is alive or dead.
Now, I just hope that Master Yang can give out the identification results as soon as possible.
Mr. Song and Young Master Song have already invited all the famous doctors they can get, and they are waiting aside. As soon as the results come out and the old lady faints from the shock, they will immediately go to save people. "
It¡¯s really difficult to say that the Song family is in trouble now.
There are three granddaughters in total, and each one is better than the last.
Now, one is dead, one is injured and one is missing.
Who can survive it?
Fu Sichen disagreed. He had never been an empathetic person. He only said coldly: "Keep an eye on the father and son in the main room of the Song family. Song Muyao is dead, and they may have thoughts of revenge."
Fu Sichen said, raising his eyes to look at the setting sun in the distance.
The light is getting darker and darker, but the man's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.
It¡¯s like a unilaterally suppressed confrontation.
The man's lips curled up coldly: "It doesn't matter if you have thoughts. But if you dare to take some action."
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