Those eyes were deep, majestic, and calm.
Quan Qiao's heart skipped a beat when she was looked at by him.
She narrowed her eyes and raised her red lips again:
"My dear, you really want to see me, were you just shy just now?
Just watch it, don’t be shy.”
After saying this, she closed her eyes, as if waiting for you to admire her.
Fu Yi: ...
…
Quan Qiao originally just wanted to tease him for a while, but after closing her eyes, her senses became more acute.
The air in her nostrils was filled with the calm and pleasant scent of a man.
This kind of atmosphere made her relax little by little, and she felt inexplicably sleepy and wanted to sleep...
Perhaps because she stayed up late last night, she actually fell asleep after a while.
As she slept soundly, her breathing gradually became calmer, and her bright and beautiful face showed a softness that was not there before.
Fu Yi originally raised his hand to push her away, but when he saw that she was asleep, he withdrew his hand and did not disturb her anymore.
The car drove towards the Quan family villa.
Perhaps because the space inside the car was too narrow, Quan Qiao slept a little uncomfortably.
She groaned unhappily, turned over to face Fu Yi, and her little hands naturally hugged his waist.
Fu Yi's body stiffened, and he was ready to push her away.
But she didn't move at all, as quiet as a kitten.
The legs were bent and the body was curled up.
This is an extremely insecure posture.
Fu Yi frowned.
Could it be that she, who seemed so heartless in the past, still lacks a sense of security?
After hesitating for a moment, he took the thin air-conditioning blanket next to him with his bony hands and gently covered her with it.
Then, he picked up his phone and sent a text message to Chen Qi:
"Find out all the information about Quan Jinrou!"
He always felt that there was something strange about her.
It was obvious that Quan's family loved her, but every time they met, he could always sense some aura from her that shouldn't be there.
Three minutes later, a document was sent to his email.
Fu Yi opened it.
Quan Jinrou, 18 years old.
She was raised as the daughter of the Fu family since she was a child. She followed the rules, was well-educated and well-mannered, and never showed herself in public.
Loved by her parents and protected by her four older brothers, she remains humble and behaves with dignity.
But her mother was Quan Zhenguo's second marriage, and Quan Jinrou was labeled as the daughter of a mistress...
Fu Yi looked at him, his eyes gradually becoming deeper.
Follow the rules, be well-educated and polite, and behave in a dignified manner?
Are you talking about the little goblin in front of you?
Still bearing the stigma of being the daughter of a mistress?
He suddenly remembered what Li Jinyu said:
"I think Quan Jinrou's character is indeed not very good. Her mother is a mistress. Such a person is really not worthy of the Fu family, let alone you, Uncle Seven..."
Even someone like Li Jinyu said so, how many people would talk about her like that behind her back?
No wonder.
No wonder she is always sad.
Growing up as the young lady of the Fu family, she didn't have the happiness of an ordinary person. I'm afraid she has been suppressing herself since she was a child and dared not show her true nature.
Because of the past of their elders, they are questioned, criticized, and despised...
Fu Yi felt a pang of heartache.
He raised his big hand and reached out to her involuntarily.
By the time he reacted, his hand had already fallen on Quan Qiao's thin shoulder.
Suddenly, Quan Qiao, who was originally sleeping soundly, opened her eyes abruptly, with a look of vigilance, alertness and coldness in her eyes.
When she saw it was Fu Yi, she slowly calmed down and raised her red lips:
"My dear, you can touch me as much as you want. There's no need to do it secretly while I'm asleep."
Fu Yi: ...
There is a big misunderstanding.
He did not withdraw his hand, and said in a deep voice:
"There are still ten minutes until then, you can sleep a little longer."
There was a gentleness in his voice that was not there before.
As he spoke, he tucked the quilt for her with his big hands.
Quan Qiao frowned.
When did Fu Yi become so gentle?
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