Fu Qingting was standing very close, and Xiao Lin's face flushed. He lowered his eyes slightly and replied, "Okay, next time..."
Fu Qingting smiled and straightened up. "Okay, next time."
After he finished speaking, he put one hand in his pocket and walked towards the door.
With three fewer people in the room, the space suddenly felt much more spacious, and even the air pressure around us wasn't as low as before.
Xiao Xin helped Fu Yan sit down on the empty bed next to her and poured him a glass of water.
Fu Yan took a couple of sips and leaned against the headboard to catch his breath.
Xiao Lin then asked, "Xiao Xin, what... exactly happened?"
After settling Fu Yan in, Xiao Xin turned to Xiao Lin and asked, "That person was a devil. Dad, how could you associate with him?"
Xiao Lin awkwardly tugged at the corner of his mouth: "It's not that I'm seeing him, it's that he suddenly contacted me..."
With his status, how could he dare to take the initiative to associate with Fu Qingting?
Xiao Xin seemed to have thought of something. It was probably because of that news that Fu Qingting had traced him back to him and then found his father.
He put his arm around Fu Yan, gently patted his head, and said to Xiao Lin, "Xiao Yan doesn't like his father. I don't want him to be upset anymore. You shouldn't associate with Fu Qingting anymore..."
“But…” Xiao Lin looked at Xiao Xin, hesitating to speak.
Xiao Xin gave him a look, and Xiao Lin lowered his head again.
Looking at his father's preoccupied appearance, like a young man experiencing his first love, Xiao Xin suddenly remembered the two sentences Fu Qingting and Xiao Lin had whispered to each other earlier.
"Dad, did you two date before?" Xiao Xin suddenly asked.
Xiao Lin panicked, his face flushed as he glared at Xiao Xin: "What are you saying, you brat?"
Seeing his face turn red with embarrassment as he continued to argue, Xiao Xin smiled knowingly: "So, he likes you?"
Xiao Lin turned his face away, refusing to look at Xiao Xin: "Xiao Xin, you can't just say things like that..."
"What did he just whisper in your ear?"
Xiao Lin fell silent.
Xiao Xin felt he had guessed the truth pretty accurately. Fu Qingting, such a cruel person, suddenly let him and Fu Yan go, probably because of Xiao Lin. He didn't want to reveal his true colors in front of the person he liked.
"Don't like him anymore, Dad. That man is a hypocrite," Xiao Xin said.
Xiao Lin paused for a moment, then, as if remembering something, suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, Xiao Xin, I suddenly remembered something."
"Dad, what is it?"
Xiao Lin glanced at Fu Yan in Xiao Xin's arms: "Since Xiao Yan is President Fu's son, then I think I know why Xiao Yan looks so much like Mayor He Yunzhou..."
Xiao Xin frowned: "Why?"
Xiao Lin explained, "The year I met President Fu, he had just gotten divorced."
Xiao Xin listened quietly.
Xiao Lin continued, "You were five years old that year. President Fu brought his infant son to our house, saying that there was no woman in the house and the baby needed to be breastfed, which kept him awake all day."
"...What does that have to do with you?"
Xiao Xin thought Fu Qingting's thought process was quite peculiar. His family was so rich, how could they not afford a wet nurse?
Xiao Lin shook his head. "I didn't know at the time either. That year, his business failed, and the Fu family faced bankruptcy. They couldn't even afford a nanny, and the kids were making him sleepless every night. The first day we met, he asked me for a kiss, but we didn't do anything. He just held me and we slept together..."
"Later, he gave me some money and asked me to help take care of the baby. I was short of money at the time, so I helped him take care of the baby. You were still young then, and you were so happy to see the little baby in the stroller."
Xiao Xin raised an eyebrow: "Oh, really? I don't remember..."
"That's because you were young back then. More than 20 years have passed, so it's normal that you don't remember very well."
Xiao Lin explained, "If I calculate the timeline, I think Fu Yan is the child that President Fu asked me to take care of back then."
"..."
Xiao Xin was filled with mixed emotions: "What does it have to do with Fu Yan and He Yunzhou looking alike?"
Xiao Lin looked at him and smiled slightly: "Xiao He's mother, Yu Jingshan, is also Fu Yan's mother..."
Xiao Xin looked shocked: "Dad, how did you know?"
Xiao Lin lay down on the headboard, staring blankly out the window: "After I helped President Fu take care of his child for three months, one day the debt collectors suddenly came to the door. I was very flustered at the time, so I called him. He was busy with work, so he sent his assistant to pick up Xiao Yan. I hurriedly put Xiao Yan into the car and then dragged you to the train station."
Xiao Xin still remembers this incident; his father's leg was injured in the car accident that day...
That day, he and his father ran around the alley for a long, long time. Seeing that the people behind them hadn't caught up, they thought they had escaped the group of debt collectors. Just as they relaxed their guard, the group of people behind them suddenly appeared in their sight.
Just as they were about to leave the alley, the group of people got closer and closer. In a panic, Xiao Lin grabbed his five-year-old son and ran across the road.
Unexpectedly, a car suddenly cut across the road. Xiao Lin pushed Xiao Xin back sharply, but was hit by the car and thrown more than two meters away.
The driver who caused the accident fled the scene, and a five-year-old child was surrounded by a group of tall and burly thugs, crying his heart out.
Xiao Xin looked at Xiao Lin lying in a pool of blood, hugged the blood-covered Xiao Lin, and cried with tears blurring his vision, shouting for help.
But none of the passersby dared to come up and ask, nor did anyone call the police for them.
Everyone, with the mindset of "better to avoid trouble," cast indifferent glances at them before hurriedly leaving.
Yu Jingshan's car came up from behind at this moment. A group of people blocked the road, but her plane ticket was about to be delayed, and this was the only road that could get her to the airport sooner.
After calming He Yunzhou down in the car, she said to the driver, "Keep an eye on the young master. I'm going to check ahead."
After saying that, she got out of the car and walked towards the group of burly men.
She followed the group's gaze and saw a man lying on the ground, with a pool of blood beneath him and a little boy holding him beside him.
Yu Jingshan frowned and said coldly, "The person is about to die, why aren't you calling an ambulance?"
As she spoke, she took out her phone from her bag to make a call.
A man with slicked-back hair and a roguish air turned around and glanced at her.
He snatched the phone from Yu Jingshan's hand, spat out the cigarette smoke, and said, "Don't cause trouble, you woman, go cool off somewhere else."
Yu Jingshan looked at him coldly, a distant smile on her lips. She sized up the group of people and realized that they were all carrying tools, not just bystanders, but people with ulterior motives.
She parted her red lips slightly and glanced at the man lying in a pool of blood: "You... have a grudge against him?"
A seemingly frail woman showed no weakness in front of a group of men.
The man with the slicked-back hair glanced at Yu Jingshan from head to toe, only then noticing that the woman in front of him had long, loose hair and was wearing a simple, light-colored long dress. Judging from the fabric of the dress, it was obviously expensive. In addition, there was a car waiting behind her, so she was clearly a wealthy woman.
The man with the slicked-back hair curled his lip and said, "This guy's girlfriend owes us fifty million. What, are you going to pay it for him?"
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