Chapter 380 Uncle is a Playboy
In the morning, when Fu Zheng got up, Wen Liang was sleeping soundly.
Aunt Wang was packing up Fu Shifan's toys. When she saw Fu Zheng coming out of the guest room, she thought he had taken care of Wen Liang until midnight. After Wen Liang's fever subsided, he went to the guest room to sleep for a while.
Fu Zheng instructed Aunt Wang, "Send someone to dispose of the sheets, quilts, and mattress in my room today."
Aunt Wang looked puzzled. Before she could say anything, Fu Zheng explained, "It got soaked by the drink spilled on it."
"Okay, sir." Aunt Wang agreed and decided to have the sheets, quilts and mattress cleaned so that she could take them home.
Those are made of good materials and are not cheap. It would be a waste to throw them away.
Fu Zheng was very rich, and some of his things were still intact but had to be thrown away, so Aunt Wang brought them all home like scraps.
"Also, don't wake her up for breakfast. Let her sleep a little longer."
"Okay." Aunt Wang nodded. If you have a cold or a fever, you just need to sleep more. Even if her husband doesn't ask her to, she won't call him Madam.
Today is the weekend and Fu Shifan doesn't have classes. When she got up, Aunt Wang was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
She went to the bathroom alone to wash up, came out with perfume on her face, walked to Fu Zheng and asked, "Uncle, has your suitcase been delivered?"
Fu Zheng's mouth twitched.
In fact, his suitcase had been in the trunk of the car. After Fu Zheng got out of the car holding Wen Liang, the driver forgot to help bring it up.
"It's been delivered. It's already downstairs. Uncle will go get it right away."
"Yeah."
Fu Zheng took the key, went out and took the elevator directly to the underground garage.
Fu Shifan had just finished touching Xiangxiang when he heard the doorbell ring.
Fu Shifan got down from the sofa, trotted to the door, poked it with his fingers a few times, and the electronic screen showed who was outside.
The person who came was a secretary of Fu Zheng.
Fu Shifan had been to the company before, and the secretaries in the director's office had taken good care of her. She knew the secretary, so she opened the door and said, "Brother, are you here to see my uncle?"
The secretary smiled and said, "Well, the chairman asked my brother to send a set of women's clothes. Where is your uncle?"
Women's clothing?
Fu Shifan said, "My uncle is out, why don't you sit down and have a glass of water?"
"No thanks." The secretary put the paper bag containing the clothes on the sofa. "I put the clothes here. When your uncle comes back, remember to tell him, Fanfan."
"good."
As soon as the secretary left, Fu Shifan came to the sofa and stared at the women's clothing in the paper bag, his big eyes rolling around.
Why did my uncle ask my secretary to send me a set of women's clothes? There are no other women in the house.
Could it be a gift for her? The uncle went downstairs and the secretary came up, and they just missed each other?
Fu Shifan couldn't help but take it out, and it was obvious that the clothes were not hers.
Is it bought for my aunt?
She is going to go play with her aunt with her uncle later.
Fu Shifan put the clothes back to their original place and suddenly wanted to video call his aunt.
I don’t know if my uncle took his cell phone with him when he went downstairs just now.
Fu Shifan was about to go to the master bedroom to check when Aunt Wang, who had prepared breakfast, came out of the kitchen with a small bowl. Thinking of Fu Zheng's instructions, she was afraid that Fu Shifan would disturb Wen Liang's rest, so she asked, "Fanfan, what are you doing?"
Fu Shifan turned his head and said, "I'm looking for my uncle's phone."
"Go to the guest room and see if there's any. Your uncle slept there last night."
A hint of doubt flashed across Fu Shifan's face, but he didn't ask any more questions and turned to go to the guest room.
The guest bedroom is not as big as the master bedroom, and you can see the bed at a glance.
Fu Shifan pushed the door open a crack, but before he stepped in, he saw a woman sleeping on the bed. Her black hair covered the pillow, her snow-white shoulders were exposed, and her face was covered by the quilt.
Fu Shifan was stunned.
Why is there a woman in the guest room?
At that moment, Fu Shifan's little head was filled with so much that he could hardly contain it.
She remembered that last night when she was about to enter the master bedroom, her uncle vaguely stopped her and said he was tired and didn't want to play with her...
It was obvious that he didn't want her to know there was a woman inside.
That woman is definitely not my aunt, otherwise my uncle wouldn’t have reacted that way, and my aunt wouldn’t have taken the initiative to come out and play with her.
Grandma Wang said that her uncle slept in the guest room last night, but that woman was also in the guest room.
Did they sleep together?
Fu Shifan was young, but he knew that only husband and wife could sleep together.
So, has uncle changed his mind?
Fu Shifan couldn't believe it. She closed the door and turned to check the master bedroom. Maybe Grandma Wang had misunderstood, and her uncle slept in the master bedroom last night.
When the door of the master bedroom was opened, it was a mess, with men's and women's clothes scattered all over the floor.
Fu Shifan was completely disappointed and walked to the sofa dejectedly and sat down.
The women's clothes brought by the secretary next to them must be for the woman in the room!
Woo woo woo, she doesn’t like the woman in the room, she likes her aunt!
"What's wrong, Fanfan?" Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of spring rolls.
Fu Shifan pursed his lips and his eyes were red.
Aunt Wang rushed forward and said, "Fanfan, why are you crying? Tell grandma, is it hurting somewhere?"
Fu Shifan didn't say anything, but just cried sadly.
Aunt Wang became even more anxious.
The door opened and Fu Zheng came in carrying a suitcase, "Fanfan..."
"Sir, come and see, Fanfan is crying all the time. I asked her but she didn't say anything."
Fu Zheng hurriedly dropped his suitcase, strode forward and hugged Fu Shifan. He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his big hands and said softly, "Fanfan, what's wrong? Tell your uncle if you feel uncomfortable."
Fu Shifan struggled and refused to let Fu Zheng hug her, "Don't hug me, I hate you!"
Fu Zheng was puzzled. He just went out to get a suitcase, why did the little girl start to hate him?
"Fanfan, uncle brought you a gift, don't you want it?" Fu Zheng easily held Fu Shifan in his arms.
"No, give it to whoever you want!" The little girl was very stubborn and struggled in his arms. "Let me go. I want to go find my aunt."
My uncle is a playboy.
She hasn't forgotten that the reason her aunt divorced her uncle was because her uncle was unfaithful!
Men are all pigs.
"Your aunt is sleeping."
"Don't bother me! I'm going to find my aunt, I don't want you!" Fu Shifan thought he was referring to Wen Liang who had not yet gotten up downstairs.
"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see your aunt, but you are not allowed to disturb her." Fu Zheng picked up Fu Shifan.
Fu Shifan was stunned. "You...you really want to take me there?"
He actually has the nerve to see his aunt?
This means that my aunt is still kept in the dark!
"What's true or not? Uncle will settle the score with you after meeting your aunt." Fu Zheng found it a little funny to see the little girl looking angry.
Fu Shifan snorted lightly. She would secretly tell her aunt and let her aunt settle the score with him!
Fu Zheng carried Fu Shifan to the guest room.
Fu Shifan said in surprise, "Take me to the guest room..." What for?
"Shh..." Fu Zheng raised his index finger and placed it in front of Fu Shifan's mouth, signaling her to shut up with his eyes. He held her and walked a few steps inside, whispering, "Look, your aunt is sleeping."
Fu Shifan looked at the big bed and saw half of a familiar face hidden under the quilt. Who else could it be but Wen Liang?
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