Chapter 322 Mental Retarded
Fu Xin received a call from Si Moting in the morning.
There are threats in his words.
Especially the sentence "If Mr. Fu can't manage his brother well and something unexpected happens, don't blame me for not giving him face."
Fu Xin has been dealing with Si Yanming for many years.
In fact, I am not familiar with Si Moting.
So many gatherings and dinners involve several families.
But this doesn't mean that he hasn't heard about Si Moting's experiences abroad.
That guy looks more like a wolf than Si Yanming.
Looks harmless.
It's all disguise.
Fu Chi slumped on the sofa as if in compromise, raised his arms to cover his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Yeah."
He looks so decadent.
Fu Xin's anger subsided a lot.
Don't say he's soft-hearted.
People always help their relatives. No matter how bad Fu Chi is, he is still his younger brother.
"Didn't you like Ningning before? Why are you so madly in love with someone else? And you don't even allow her to break up with you."
Fu Chi said nothing.
Fu Xin sat down on the sofa beside his legs, holding the cigarette between his slender fingers and shaking the ashes in the ashtray.
"Ningning told me a few things about you two. Fu Chi. You've been raised free-range since you were little. Dad and I didn't really take care of you."
"So I can't blame you for developing this personality now. But the premise of love is respect for each other."
"If I treated your sister-in-law as violently as you did, would she still marry me?"
"Think about it for yourself. I'll go to work and you can stay home alone."
Fu Xin said everything he needed to say.
He is not mentally retarded.
He has to figure this out himself.
There are two more bodyguards at home to keep an eye on Fu Chi.
In fact, Fu Chi didn't go out either.
He lay on the sofa for a while and then went upstairs.
Seeing this, the bodyguard stayed in the yard and didn't follow.
Fu Chi returned to his room, took out his cell phone and called Su Yan several times.
The other party didn't answer.
The WeChat page is all green.
Fu Chi put down his phone and fell dejectedly on the bed.
The other end.
Su Yan, who hadn't slept all night, slept for a whole day.
After waking up, I still didn't know where I was.
He glanced at his phone.
6pm.
Su Yan suddenly sat up from the bed.
I actually slept for so long.
bite.
The phone, filled with notifications, vibrated again.
Su Yan cut it open.
Among the countless WeChat messages, the one pinned to the top sent me a lot of messages.
And a phone.
Su Yan moved his finger, pressed and held to delete without even reading a single one.
He glanced at the remaining work news and put it aside because it was nothing important.
Su Yan went to take a shower.
All the fatigue in my body was swept away.
When he went out, he heard Su Mo and Shen Qingning laughing.
Walk over and take a look.
Su Mo was seen lying on the sofa with her legs stretched out, a pillow propped up against her back, and potato chips in her hand.
Next to her was Shen Qingning, who was in the same pose as her.
The two of them were watching a variety show, and the atmosphere seemed very good.
"Momo."
Su Yan walked over and called out.
"Brother. You're awake."
Su Mo waved at him: "Come on. This variety show is so funny."
Su Yan walked over and rubbed her head: "Does it still hurt?"
"Much better."
Shen Qingning stood up from the sofa: "You're finally awake. Then I'll ask Si Moting to order some food. Let's have dinner together."
"You haven't eaten yet?"
Su Yan felt a little embarrassed. He was staying in someone else's house and making them wait for him to eat.
"Isn't Si Moting in a meeting? I've been waiting for him until now. It's just in time for you to get up."
Shen Qingning is a person who is particularly good at taking care of other people's emotions.
Su Yan began to understand why Fu Chi and the others liked him before.
He is really a little sun.
The master bedroom and the second bedroom are opposite each other.
At the other end of the living room.
Shen Qingning ran over and threw herself into Si Moting's arms.
"Eat, eat."
Si Moting put the notebook aside, put his other hand around his waist, pushed him down and kissed him.
Shen Qingning felt a little itchy from his kiss and giggled non-stop.
"Stop messing around. Yanyan is still outside."
Si Moting sighed, got up from him, and patted his waist: "I've already ordered it. It will be delivered soon."
"Okay. I'll call you later."
Shen Qingning ran out again.
There are people at home, so how can he, as the owner, stay in the bedroom and not go out?
And he quite likes Momo.
Although the girl is young, she speaks very nicely.
.
Su Yan had never lived with Shen Qingning before.
Now that I live with him in close proximity, I find that he can really provide emotional value.
His mouth is as sweet as honey.
When sleeping at night.
Su Mo kept praising Su Yan.
She really likes Shen Qingning.
Of course, no one dislikes it.
Return to the bedroom.
Su Yan turned on his phone and found that Fu Chi had called him several more times.
There are also a lot of more messages on WeChat.
He ignored them all.
Early the next morning.
An unexpected guest arrived.
Su Yan opened the door.
Song Xing was outside the door, holding some fruit in his hand.
"Mr. Song, why are you here?"
Song Xing still had that gentle and elegant demeanor, seemingly unaffected by the farce of the previous day.
"Ningning told me you were staying home to take care of your sister and that you hadn't been to the studio for the past two days, so I asked. How is your sister?"
"Very good. Mr. Song, please come in."
Su Yan took the things in his hand and let him in.
"Where's Ningning?"
"He's painting in the studio. Mr. Si is out at work. Mr. Song, please sit wherever you want."
Su Yan put the things in the kitchen and poured him a glass of water.
"Would it be convenient for me to see your sister?"
"convenient."
Su Yan walked to the second bedroom and knocked on the door.
"Momo. You have a visitor."
"Come in."
Su Mo's bed was covered with study materials and she was doing a test paper.
After seeing Song Xing, he was stunned for a moment.
This brother is so tall.
Su Yan: "Call me Brother Song"
"Hello, Brother Song."
"Hello."
Song Xing glanced down at her textbook, bent down to pick it up and flipped through it: "Good grades."
"Thanks."
Song Xing put down the book and turned to talk to Su Yan.
"What did the examination say? She's at a stage in her growth spurt at this age. Don't let it affect her bone development."
"The doctor said it was okay. It was just the angle of the collision that was wrong. Otherwise it wouldn't hurt so much."
"That's good."
Song Xing took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to the little girl.
Su Yan stepped forward to stop him: "Mr. Song. We can't have it."
Song Xing pushed his hand away: "It's not for you. It's a little gift for the little girl. This matter was caused by the watch after all."
"It's none of your business."
Fu Chi fought with him that day.
Su Yan was already very embarrassed.
How can I receive red envelopes now?
"That's all, it's just a token of my appreciation. Don't disturb your sister's studies. Let's go talk."
Song Xing put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him out.
Don't give him the chance to return the red envelope.
Su Yan had no choice but to thank you: "I'm sorry for the expense."
"A little money is nothing. Besides, you are now working for our Qiao family. It is the duty of a superior to comfort his subordinates."
Song Xing's reason was perfect.
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