Chapter 13 Dad and Child
"Baby, let me take you somewhere."
Song Yujia was sitting in the car registering his new Weibo account. Fu Zhun told him that everyone was looking for his social account on the official website of "Wright". He saw the photo of himself wearing a ring on Fu Zhun's phone and couldn't help but complain.
"This is too casual, don't even give me some Photoshop."
“It’s so beautiful just like this.”
"You're kidding me again." Song Yujia closed Weibo and threw the phone back to Fu Zhun. "I'm the spokesperson now? This doesn't seem real."
"Someone will deliver the contract tonight, and you will have to shoot a commercial in a few days. It will become real soon."
The car finally drove into a manor. Song Yujia stuck her head out of the window and sighed repeatedly, but was pulled back by Fu Jun.
"It's dangerous, don't do this."
"Honey, is this yours too?"
"It's ours."
Fu Zhun parked the car and walked into the main house with Song Yujia, who looked admiring.
"Although we're married, it's hard to take you on vacation these days, so we can only relax here."
Song Yujia was completely attracted. He was now experiencing the scene that he had only been able to see through his mobile phone before.
After Fu Zhun put down his things, he took Song Yujia's hand and walked out. "There is a lake leading to the outside. We can go fishing, and then I will make fish soup for you."
"Hubby, you can cook."
"You'll know if you try it."
The fishing tools were placed in a small house by the lake. Fu Zhun took the tools and chose a fishing spot.
"Ever fished, baby?"
Song Yujia thought for a moment and said, "Do the little goldfish in the park count?"
Fu Zhun smiled, arranged Song Yujia to sit on a chair, and took him to hang red worms on the fishing hook.
Song Yujia put both of her hands behind her back and said, "Hubby, please help me. I don't want to touch it."
Fu Zhun did not reply and silently fulfilled his small request. After laying out the line, he handed the fishing rod to Song Yujia. After making arrangements with Song Yujia, he sat down next to her and started fishing.
Song Yujia sat under a sun umbrella, holding a fishing rod in one hand and a small fan in the other. "Honey, are there any fish in this lake?"
"some."
"Honey, why are there still no fish?"
"Baby, please wait patiently for a moment."
Fu Zhun was a little worried whether Song Yujia could catch any fish, because he was constantly moving around, touching his phone, drinking some watermelon juice, and coming over to feed him a few sips, picking up and putting down the fishing rod again and again.
But since he fed himself watermelon juice, he could catch a few more fish and put them in his bucket later.
As soon as Song Yujia picked up the fishing rod, he felt a slight pulling force, and then the rod began to fall. Before his brain could react, his hands had already started to pull it up.
"Fu Zhun, husband, do I have any fish?"
Fu Zhun quickly put down the fishing rod in his hand and came over to help Song Yujia reel in the fish.
Fu Zhun looked at the chubby crucian carp in his hand and thought that at least Song Yujia wouldn't be sad because of not being able to catch any fish today.
But in the next half hour, Song Yujia's fishing rod was extremely busy. Later, he no longer needed Fu Zhun's help and could catch fish on his own.
"Honey, didn't you catch anything?"
Song Yujia squatted beside Fu Zhun's bucket. Feeling a little sorry for Fu Zhun for working so hard for nothing, she took a fat fish from her own bucket and put it into Fu Zhun's bucket.
"Hubby, I'll give you a fish."
Fu Jun closed his eyes and thought that it was normal not to catch any fish. It might be because the red worms were not good today. He looked at the happy Song Yujia and thought that it was a good thing that Song Yujia caught something.
"Honey, I'm a little hungry."
Song Yujia took Fu Zhun's hand and touched her belly, trying to use her groggy stomach to urge him to go back and cook.
Fu Zhun lowered his eyes slightly, stood up and packed up his things. He poured the fish that Song Yujia had put in his bucket back into Song Yujia's bucket, and walked back with the bucket in one hand and Song Yujia in the other.
"Let's go."
Song Yujia helped Fu Zhun tie an apron and stood aside, unwilling to leave.
"Husband, you are such a good husband."
Fu Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard Song Yujia's teasing, but did not respond and continued to deal with the fish in his hand.
After cleaning the fish, fry it in a pan until both sides are golden brown, mash it, add green onions and ginger, and add boiling water.
While waiting for the fish soup, I made a braised fish, and then a sweet and sour fish.
Two people, two fish, and a pot of soup. Song Yujia sat at the dining table with her own bowl and chopsticks, waiting for Fu Zhun to bring the fish.
The first thing placed in front of me was a bowl of milky white fish soup.
"Blow it, be careful not to burn it."
Song Yujia slowly drank the fish soup in her hand, and was surprised that not only was Fu Zhun's cooking done well, but it also tasted so good.
"Honey, you're amazing."
As if to prove that what Fu Zhun cooked was really delicious, after eating the usual two bowls of rice, he drank another bowl and a half of fish soup.
The manor is well landscaped with lawns everywhere. After dinner, Song Yujia and Fu Zhun took a leisurely stroll together to digest their food.
"Honey, I'm going to start school soon."
"Well, I'll take you to school."
"Will you be like a father sending his child?"
Although Song Yujia spoke very quietly, Fu Zhun could still hear it clearly.
Fu Zhun asked hesitantly, "Do you think there's too big of an age gap between us?"
"Hmm? No, I just like a husband like you."
"Yeah." Fu Jun was relieved.
"Honey, I don't want to live on campus."
Song Yujia held Fu Zhun's arm with both hands and shook it.
"No, I'll arrange a day school for you."
"Yeah! You're so nice."
Song Yujia found a place with beautiful scenery and asked Fu Jun to take a photo for him. There was a blue sky, a lake, a lawn, and the beautiful Song Yujia.
Song Yujia was extremely satisfied with the photo. She logged into Weibo, which she had just registered today, and posted the photo. Fu Zhun took out his cell phone and sent a few messages.
Later, "Wright" retweeted his Weibo post introducing himself.
After wandering around for a long time, netizens finally found the Weibo of this new resource guru and rushed into it.
"To be honest, she's really good-looking."
"Wright is such a big brand and they hired him, so he should be bold. It is Wright that is supporting him."
"ox!"
"Brother, cpdd."
"Where did this person come from? He should have been the spokesperson for our Rongrong."
"That's right."
"My brother is going to be in trouble. Bai Rong's fans are going crazy."
Song Yujia looked at the messages that kept popping up, some praising him and some scolding him, feeling a little overwhelmed.
What Fu Zhun was most worried about were these negative comments, fearing that Song Yujia would not be able to accept them.
Fu Zhun knew that if he gave him good resources directly, he would be easily scolded. However, if he let him start from the very edge, he would not know how much he would be bullied by people in the circle. After all, he could not take care of him in all aspects. It would be better to tell them from the beginning that Song Yujia was born hard.
In comparison, netizens' comments are easier to deal with. Just find a few marketing accounts to control the direction of the public opinion, and gradually, the unfavorable voices will fade away.
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