Chapter 97 A beautiful and kind-hearted woman, Yun Yang; punishing evil and promoting good, Xiao Ting
The helicopter flew through the clouds.
Inside the cabin, Fu Xiaoting pressed a button, and with a "click," a small window next to Yun Yang slowly lowered.
A cold wind rushed in instantly, ruffling her hair.
Hurry up and touch it.
Fu Xiaoting's inner thoughts came out uninvited once again.
Time is tight and the task is heavy.
Yun Yang was stunned.
What are you touching?
She followed Fu Xiaoting's gaze and looked outside. Large swaths of clouds were right outside the window, seemingly within reach.
Should I let her touch the clouds?
He actually took it seriously when it was just a random excuse?
Yun Yang thought to herself, but she couldn't resist the temptation and cautiously reached out her hand.
The moment my fingertips pierced through the clouds, a wondrous sensation washed over me.
It was damp and cool.
Completely different from the soft, cotton candy-like texture she had imagined, it was more like a thick mist, enveloping her fingertips with moisture before slipping away between her fingers in the next second.
The wind whistled in my ears, but my palms held a cool, gentle touch.
This feeling is truly amazing.
Yun Yang couldn't help but smile and turned to look at the back row.
"Pan'er, why don't you give it a try too?"
A hint of curiosity flashed in Pan'er's big eyes, but more than that, fear.
She glanced at the open window, then at the clouds rushing past outside, shrank back into her seat, and gently shook her head.
"It's alright, it's safe." Yun Yang softened her voice, as if coaxing a frightened kitten, "Sister is here."
Pan'er clutched the hem of her clothes, hesitated for a long time, and then, under Yun Yang's encouraging gaze, slowly moved over.
She imitated Yunyang, timidly stretching out her little hand.
The little girl's eyes lit up the moment her fingertips touched the clouds.
"Wow……"
A small gasp escaped her lips.
As if she had discovered a new and exciting toy, she became bolder and stretched out her whole little hand, happily stirring it in the mist.
The cool, damp air hit her face, and the little girl couldn't help but sneeze slightly.
Achoo!
The next second, a warm suit jacket fell from the sky and landed squarely on Pan'er's head, covering her face.
Pan'er was startled, pulled off her coat, and turned around to see Xiaoxin's cool little face.
Shin-chan crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly.
"Heh, you idiot, you've caught a cold, do you still need your older sister to take care of you?"
Though she spoke words of disdain, her beautiful blue eyes concealed a subtle concern.
Yun Yang almost burst out laughing when she saw this scene.
I wonder when his parents will show up.
Without proper education, he might grow up to be crooked and deformed.
Fu Xiaoting winked at Fu Xiaojun in the back row.
Fu Xiaojun reluctantly picked up a DSLR camera that looked expensive from the side and began to slowly tinker with it.
Her little brows were furrowed, as if she were studying some world-class problem.
Yun Yang was completely absorbed in the clouds when Fu Xiaoting's thoughts came crashing down on her without warning.
[Sister, Yun or me, who has a better feel for the game?]
Yun Yang's hand, which was stretched out of the window, suddenly froze.
She slowly turned her head and met Fu Xiaoting's expectant eyes, which were filled with the message "Praise me!"
Feel?
All she wants to do now is test how well her fists feel.
Comparing his skills to those of a cloud player? He might as well just fly to the moon.
Oh, he is indeed in heaven now.
Yun Yang thought silently that Fu Xiaoting's touch might not be as good as hers, but he was definitely more resilient.
She really, really wanted to tear this damn mind-reading ability out of her head and throw it away!
Just as Yun Yang was about to lose her temper and give Fu Xiaoting a huge eye roll—
"Crack".
A crisp shutter clicked.
Fu Xiaojun held up his camera and pressed the shutter button expressionlessly.
In the shot, the girl had just withdrawn her hand from the clouds, her hair was slightly disheveled by the wind, and her face still showed a hint of surprise and speechlessness that she hadn't had time to hide. Her eyes were fixed on the man in the driver's seat.
The man looked at her with a smile, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.
The backdrop is the boundless blue sky and rolling sea of clouds outside the window.
The composition is perfect, and the lighting is superb.
The main character's expression seems a little... off.
Fu Xiaojun put down his camera.
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, it was filmed, wasn't it?
Yun Yang was about to ask Fu Xiaojun what he was filming.
Pan'er, who had been quiet all along, suddenly whispered something.
"Sister, the clouds seem... a little smelly."
Yun Yang was stunned for a moment.
Smelly?
How could clouds smell bad?
She subconsciously sniffed the air, noticing the freshness of the wind and the faint smell of engine oil.
There does seem to be a faint, strange smell.
It sounded like something had fermented, or like a fart that had been sitting for a long time.
Yun Yang's expression instantly became subtle.
Slowly, very slowly, she turned her suspicious gaze to the only adult male beside her.
"gentlemen."
Her voice was calm.
"Excuse me, did you fart?"
Fu Xiaoting, who was focused on piloting the helicopter, suddenly jerked his hand, causing the helicopter to draw a small wavy line in the air.
[I'm innocent!!!]
Fu Xiaoting's mind was screaming wildly, the sound as loud as a megaphone in Yun Yang's head.
【How could I! How could I possibly do something so sexually intense in front of my goddess!】
Even if my intestines rupture and my stomach bursts, I'd rather die from holding it in than let out a single sound!
This concerns my dignity as a man!
Yun Yang: "..."
Since it wasn't him...
Yun Yang's gaze swept over the three little kids in the back row.
Shin-chan had a cool, aloof expression on his face, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Pan'er looked completely innocent and puzzled.
Only Fu Xiaojun kept his head down from the very beginning, his small body huddled in his seat, trying to minimize his presence.
Before Yun Yang could even speak, Xiao Xin, the messenger of justice, pointed his finger precisely at the target.
“It was Newnew who put it!” Xiaoxin pointed at Fu Xiaojun, her words concise and to the point.
All eyes instantly turned to Fu Xiaojun.
Fu Xiaojun lowered his head even further, still clutching the camera tightly in his hands, his ears so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
Its small body bore enormous pressure.
It's all Shin-chan's fault; he dragged him around in the mountains for half the night.
Irritable bowel syndrome.
Yun Yang glanced at Fu Xiaojun, said nothing, and turned to close the small windows in front and behind her.
The cold air flowing into the cabin stopped.
When I saw Fu Xiaojun this time, I inexplicably felt that he was somewhat depressed.
He was nowhere near as arrogant and unruly as he had been back in Xiaoyuan, when he treated Gu Yan like a horse.
I don't know what he went through.
He only said that Fu Zhai had thrown him into a care home, and refused to say anything else.
...
at the same time.
Above the "Care Home".
A small, sleek fighter jet was hovering at low altitude, its loud engine noise drawing the attention of people on the ground.
Su Wanqing stood in the courtyard, looking at the enormous thing overhead that radiated a cold metallic gleam, her face turning slightly pale.
What is this?
Han Nashan, who was standing next to her, looked up, glanced at her, and spoke in a surprisingly calm tone.
"Oh, this."
She began to introduce herself to Su Wanqing very seriously.
"This is a second-hand military fighter jet, a MiG-14, that Fu Xiaoting bought from Eastern Europe last year. It has undergone top-level modifications."
"It is said that the bomb load is ten tons. At the beginning of the year, he used this plane to raze a pirate stronghold in the Golden Triangle to the ground."
Su Wanqing stared in shock at the composed Han Nashan, her voice trembling.
"So you mean... he might blow this up right now?"
Upon hearing this, Han Nashan actually laughed.
She turned to look at Su Wanqing and asked, "Madam, you've set up such a grand scheme to lure him here, isn't it all so that he'll blow this place up?"
"..."
Su Wanqing was speechless for a moment, too lazy to talk to this idiot anymore.
She never expected Fu Xiaoting to be so crazy!
They didn't even bother to come down and take a look; they just flew their fighter jets over!
"Quick! Let's go!"
Su Wanqing immediately shouted at her bodyguard and turned to run towards the car parked not far away.
Just as she opened the car door, preparing to get in.
A huge vertical banner suddenly fell from the fighter jet.
The red background and yellow lettering are particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.
"Beautiful and kind-hearted, like clouds in the sky; punishing evil and promoting good, like thunder."
Su Wanqing: "?"
After getting into the car, she stood there stunned for a long time.
As the car drove onto the winding mountain road, she suddenly burst out laughing.
He laughed while muttering to himself.
"My son, my son is so amazing!"
"He did indeed draw a map!"
"Otherwise, Fu Xiaoting wouldn't have been able to find this place so quickly."
The bodyguard in the passenger seat looked through the rearview mirror at his wife's face, which was contorted with ecstasy, and couldn't help but mentally rant.
Is now the time to think about these things?
There are fighter jets overhead!
No matter how fast this car goes, can it outrun an artillery shell?!
Su Wanqing seemed to have heard his innermost thoughts, and her smile widened even more.
"It doesn't matter."
She spoke in an almost dreamlike tone.
"Even if I get blown up here today, it doesn't matter."
"My brother is a high-ranking official. If I die, Fu Xiaoting is finished too!"
"By then, will everything in the Fu family still belong to my son?"
The driver and the bodyguard in the passenger seat exchanged a glance, both seeing the same word in each other's eyes.
madman.
This woman is a complete madwoman!
She wanted to die, why did she have to drag them down with her? They're still young, they don't want to die!
"squeak--"
Suddenly, the car braked sharply, and the huge inertia caused everyone in the car to lurch forward.
The driver, still shaken, stared ahead.
Suddenly, a large convoy appeared in front of them.
A dozen or so black SUVs completely blocked their way.
The car door opened, and dozens of men dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses quickly got out.
They were all holding guns.
The dark muzzles of guns were all pointed at their car.
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