The white lotus is named Fu (catching bugs)

When An Xia was picked up by Fu Qingchen, he was extremely ashamed.

Because he really only hurt his hands, not his legs, and certainly not his butt!

He can still walk!

Especially when he was carried into the hospital by Fu Qingchen and was stared at with teasing eyes by passers-by, An Xia's sense of shame reached its peak. Those

who didn't know would think that he had an incurable disease and would die on the spot if he didn't get emergency treatment.

Fu Qingchen frowned, his handsome face full of worry and concern:

"Doctor, how is An Xia's condition? Does she need surgery? Or should she stay in the hospital for a few days to compare insurance?"

The calm attending doctor waved his hand nonchalantly:

"It's not pregnancy. She doesn't need to be hospitalized for a fall. It's just that her right hand can't move these days, and she needs someone to take care of her."

An Xia and Fu Qingchen's faces flushed at the same time when the word "pregnancy" appeared, one redder than the other.

Fu Qingchen raised his hand:

"...What's the matter with pregnancy? Doctor, don't talk nonsense."

Pah!

A solid slap hit An Xia's shoulder, and his flushed face turned a little white.

Originally it was the hand that hurt, but now it's the hand and shoulder that hurt together...

[Enough, I really feel bad for myself, please stop this farce.]

After taking the prescription written by the doctor, Fu Qingchen and An Xia ran out of the consultation room one after the other.

Jian Wenlun and others who were still waiting outside the hospital looked up and saw two people with the same hands and feet walking out stiffly.

One of them looked at the sky, and the other looked at the ground, which had a kind of beauty that was not very good in the brain.

It was not until she got in the car that An Xia came back to her senses from the shock of "pregnancy".

No, why should he be ashamed? There was nothing wrong between him and Fu Qingchen, and it was a relationship between a superior and a subordinate that couldn't be simpler.

Besides, he is just an ordinary beta, it is impossible for him to get pregnant!

Thinking of this, An Xia felt relieved.

[It is common sense that betas have difficulty getting pregnant in the ABO world, hahaha!

Whoever wants to have a baby can have one, let Fu Qingchen have it himself!]

Fu Qingchen was very quiet in the driver's seat. An Xia looked curiously, but saw that he was holding his mobile phone and browsing the search page -

"On the possibility of alpha having a baby"

An Xia: ...

Who can tell him why Fu Qingchen suddenly searched for this thing.

"

Mr. Fu, why don't you take me home first, please."

The nonchalant words pulled Fu Qingchen's attention back to reality from the mobile phone.

Mr. Fu cleared his throat, put the mobile phone back into his coat pocket, and finally drove away from the hospital.

But when the car stopped safely downstairs of An Xia's community, An Xia was surprised to find that Fu Qingchen seemed to be planning to go home with him.

"Mr. Fu, what are you doing?"

Fu Qingchen said matter-of-factly:

"The doctor said that you are not able to move around during this period and need someone to take care of you. As your direct supervisor, I must be responsible for you."

An Xia wanted to refuse immediately. What serious boss would personally take care of an ordinary employee?

[At worst, I'll just bear the pain and take two days off, and the salary will be lower!]

Fu Qingchen remained calm and added very naturally:

"Secretary An, I'm doing this for the sake of the Fu Group. If someone can take care of you, you don't have to take sick leave.

As long as you can sit in the office, not only will you get your salary, but I can also give you special illness compensation!

One hundred thousand!"

"Okay! I promise you!"

An Xia agreed without hesitation, with an extremely serious expression.

[I declare that from today on, all bosses who don't take care of their employees personally are not serious bosses!]

However, considering that An Xia's rental house was too old and small, after Fu Qingchen kicked over the second vase and hit his head for the eighth time because the door frame was not high enough, Fu Qingchen, with two symmetrical bruises on his forehead, suggested to An Xia:

"Otherwise, you should stay at my house for a while and come back after your injury gets better."

An Xia raised her hand cautiously and asked:

"Do I need to pay rent then?"

"...No!"

Really, is he such a stingy person!

The low-key and luxurious luxury car came and went, and when An Xia got off the car again, she had already arrived at the Fu family's villa located halfway up the mountain.

Five minutes ago, Mrs. Fu Su Yasu was playing mahjong with her friends in the living room. When she received the news that her son was going to bring someone home for a short stay, she was stunned at first, and then immediately overturned the mahjong in front of her:

"Stop playing mahjong, my son is going to bring his boyfriend home today!"

When An Xia finally walked into the Fu family's living room, she saw Mrs. Fu sitting on the sofa gracefully, with exquisite makeup and elegant manners. Even the angle of her orchid fingers was perfect, and the strong aura of a noble woman came over her face.

...

[Is this still the Mrs. Fu who killed everyone at the hot pot table, tore spicy rabbit heads by hand, and even showed off three cups of milk tea?] Mrs.

Fu originally wanted to leave a good impression on her son's "boyfriend", but when she looked up, she saw that her son's "boyfriend" was actually the young man who had hot pot with her that day.

And she remembered that this young man was her son's assistant.

She had a good impression of him at that time.

Mrs. Fu's raised orchid finger froze a little.

Oh no...

I didn't expect her son would actually attack someone around him and have an office romance!

Fu Qingchen's father Fu Wencheng still had a calm expression, and he only raised his eyelids slightly when he saw An Xia.

An Xia held her injured hand and greeted Fu Wencheng and his wife obediently.

Mrs. Fu then noticed his swollen right hand.

What a good kid, how could he be injured like this? That damned Fu Qingchen didn't even take good care of him.

Mrs. Fu glared at Fu Qingchen fiercely.

You little fool, you deserve to be single for 27 years!

Fu Qingchen, who was just breathing:...

In the short two minutes from when he returned home to now, what happened that he didn't know?

"Xiao An, right? Come on, come on, sit next to your aunt."

"Okay."

An Xia hurriedly walked to Mrs. Fu's side and sat down gently. Fu Qingchen also wanted to go over and sit with her, but was frightened by a glare from Mrs. Fu and could only sit close to his father Fu Wencheng.

Fu Wencheng looked a little disgusted with his son:

"You are pressing on the bracelet I made for your mother, move aside."

Fu Qingchen, who was used to "not being loved by his father and mother", took it for granted and acted so skillfully:

"Okay."

The little Fu, who was so powerful outside, was still a filial son when he returned home.

An Xia saw it and wondered:

[Aren't Fu Qingchen and his parents getting along well? Why did the original novel describe him as being calcium deficient since childhood and lacking love when he grew up?

Although it's still very sad now, he doesn't seem to lack love... nor calcium.

No, he still lacks a heart.]

The little Fu, who lacks everything except a heart, kept smiling. It's okay, he's not angry.

The more Mrs. Fu looked at An Xia, the more she liked her. She could tell that the child was good-looking at the hot pot table, and now she looked even more handsome when she got closer!

Remembering that there was a dessert she had just made in the kitchen, Mrs. Fu quickly called the nanny at home:

"Aunt Hui, please help me bring the dessert in the kitchen.

Xiao Xia and Qing Chen just got home. Although dinner is not ready yet, it can at least fill their stomachs."

Aunt Hui, the nanny of the Fu family, smiled and agreed:

"Okay, I just bought a lot of fresh fruits with Sister Ding of the Cheng family today. I will go wash them and bring them up."

The nanny of the Cheng family

Is it the nanny of the Cheng family that he thought of

Fu Qingchen, who was still making bracelets with his father, quietly raised his ears.

The next second, An Xia's inner voice came as expected:

[That sister Ding is the nanny of the Cheng family, and sure enough, her family is still eating and drinking in the name of the Cheng family. They

always choose the best when buying everything, and they only buy imported fruits. They eat abalone, lobster, and king crab every day. Their life is so wonderful.

But at least sister Ding and her husband know how to pretend to be good. Only their son likes to wander around in his employer's clothes. ]

An Xia ate the dessert made by Mrs. Fu while flipping through the gossip.

After a while, a new piece of news jumped into his eyes.

[Wow!]

An Xia widened his eyes slightly, his eyes full of anticipation for the new gossip.

Fu Qingchen, who had been silently paying attention to him, gradually slowed down the movement of weaving bracelets in his hands and listened to the gossip attentively.

[Ahahahahaha! The Cheng couple are going back home soon!

They finished their work two months ahead of schedule this time, and now they have booked their return tickets. They will be back in Haicheng tomorrow afternoon.

And they haven't told Sister Ding's family about their return yet. Now the Cheng villa is a mess. I wonder what they will do tomorrow!]

This is bound to be a big gift package of dismissal and prosecution.

Fu Qingchen was very happy in his heart. He sped up the action of weaving bracelets again. The more he weaved, the happier he was. Oh!

Mrs. Fu didn't know what stupid things the Cheng family's nanny had done, but Mrs. Cheng Xia Yinghua had always had a good relationship with her.

When Aunt Hui mentioned the Cheng family, she suddenly remembered that she had received a message from Mrs. Cheng today:

"If you hadn't said it, I would have almost forgotten it. Yinghua just sent me a message this afternoon. They will be able to return home tomorrow to have a good rest.

She also specially invited us to have a meal together at the Cheng family. Wencheng, do you have time to go with us tomorrow?"

Fu Qingchen glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that his father quickly canceled all the travel plans for tomorrow on his mobile phone, and calmly answered his mother's question:

"Of course, I'm very free tomorrow and I don't have any travel plans at all."

Fu Qingchen calmly retracted his eyes.

He was worrying about how to go to the Cheng family to watch the play in person. Now, their whole family can go to watch the excitement together!

But An Xia was still a little embarrassed. His right hand was still injured, and even eating was a problem.

If we were to eat Western food at the party, wouldn't he be dumbfounded?

[It's over, I guess I can't go to Cheng's house.]

Fu Qingchen's body trembled!

No, you have to go, you must go!

Without you, how can I be the first to eat melons?

In front of the whole family, Mr. Fu took the initiative to speak:

"An Xia has to go with us, too. We can't leave a guest alone at home.

Let me take care of all his needs at the party!"

An Xia didn't expect Fu Qingchen to be willing to do this for him, and a warm current surged through her heart:

[Mr. Fu...you are a good person.]

The relationship between her son and his "boyfriend" was harmonious and beautiful, and Mrs. Fu's smile became more and more brilliant.

Good, good!

She was waiting for Fu Qingchen to say this!

*

The drive between the Cheng family and the Fu family only took a dozen minutes. When An Xia followed the Fu family into the Cheng family villa, she saw Sister Ding and her family standing in a corner.

[Looking at their nervous expressions, it was obvious that they were caught off guard by the news that the Cheng family had returned to China.

But it's no wonder. After all, until the last second before Cheng Wenbo and his wife landed at Haicheng Airport, Sister Ding and the others didn't receive any news.

When Cheng Wenbo was not at home, his family had long regarded this villa as their own home. It was really impossible to clean it up in a short time.

For example, Sister Ding's son Hong Dabao still had the Cheng family's son's branded belt tied around his waist. It was obvious that he forgot to take it off.

Fu Qingchen followed An Xia's gaze to look at Hong Dabao, and sure enough, he saw the familiar brand logo on the belt.

If he remembered correctly, there were only a few of this belt in the whole of Haicheng.

Look at this kid Hong Dabao. He was holding up a mobile phone to show off yesterday, but now he lowered his head and dared not see anyone.

Mrs. Fu also noticed Sister Ding's family. She was a little curious:

"Yinghua, I remember that your family should have only hired one nanny, right?"

"When Lao Cheng and I came home, we were also shocked when we saw them, but Sister Ding said that because the grass in the garden needed to be taken care of in the past two days, she couldn't handle it alone, so she called her family.

Today, our two families happened to have dinner together, so I just let them stay and help together."

Mrs. Cheng waved her hand, and the emerald diamond ring on her hand was so dazzling that it almost blinded An Xia's eyes, and also made Sister Ding, who was standing in the corner, jealous.

It's okay, it's okay.

As long as the Cheng family leaves after the New Year, this diamond ring will be hers!

Just wait a few more months...

After talking about the nanny Sister Ding, Mrs. Fu took An Xia to introduce him to Mrs. Cheng:

"This is An Xia, my boy... you know."

"Oh~ so."

Mrs. Cheng's expression gradually became intriguing, and she and Mrs. Fu looked at each other tacitly, and each other's eyes were particularly meaningful

[What do you know? I'm just Fu Qingchen's secretary!]

An Xia's eyes were clear and simple, and he blinked and looked at Mr. Fu.

Boss, do you have any ideas?

Fu Qingchen's eyes were equally clear, my hen.

Clear against clear, the atmosphere between the two became more and more wise.

In the corner where no one noticed, Hong Dabao was already shaking with cold sweat.

He quickly looked up at Fu Qingchen and An Xia, then quickly lowered his head.

The moment An Xia and Fu Qingchen walked into the Cheng family, Hong Dabao recognized them as the two people at the golf course yesterday.

But aren't they just ordinary nouveau riche and caddies!

Why did these two people suddenly become members of the Fu family overnight?

Everyone in Haicheng knows that the Fu family has a young Mr. Fu, who is cold-hearted, cruel and ruthless, and has defeated countless competitors.

And he actually dared to speak to this living Yan Wang yesterday, saying that he should go home and study for a few more years!

That was Fu Qingchen!

Hong Dabao's eyes went dark, and he even thought of the location of his own cemetery.

At this moment, the cold-faced and even colder Mr. Fu was walking around the Cheng family's living room filled with antiques with his secretary.

An Xia pointed at a vase:

"Wow! This one is so beautiful!"

Fu Qingchen: Buy it, buy it! I'll put it in the office when I get home.

An Xia pointed at the oil painting on the wall:

"Wow! This one is also beautiful!"

Fu Qingchen: Buy it, buy it! I'll put it in the office when I get home.

Suddenly, An Xia's eyes turned, and she reached out to find a square, brightly colored packaging bag in the gap of the carpet:

"Wow! Why is there garbage here?"

Fu Qingchen: Buy it... Wait! There is garbage.

Mrs. Cheng, who was still chatting with Mrs. Fu, frowned after hearing this.

How could Sister Ding be so careless today that she didn't even clean up the garbage under the carpet in time.

Seeing Mrs. Cheng frowning, Sister Ding in the corner quickly walked to An Xia and bowed to apologize:

"I'm so sorry, I was careless, I'll clean it up now!"

But when she reached out to take out the square piece of garbage, she was stunned -

how could this garbage be...

"Wow! This garbage looks like a condom!"

An Xia Tianzhen simply shouted, and the three words "condom" immediately resounded throughout the Cheng family's living room.

Living room, carpet, condom...

These three words are ordinary when seen separately, but when combined together, they are enough to make people imagine.

Sister Ding's hand holding the garbage began to tremble unnaturally, her breathing gradually became rapid, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

Mrs. Cheng's expression had completely turned cold. She and Mr. Cheng had just returned to China today!

She stood beside the nanny and did not ask questions at the first time. She just lowered her eyes and stared at Sister Ding.

The invisible pressure was like a mountain, which made Sister Ding breathless.

"Husband, Madam, I..."

Before she could finish her words, Hong Dabao, who was standing on the other side, suddenly felt his legs go weak and fell to the ground in front of everyone in the room.

Father Hong, who was standing beside him, was anxious and was about to reach out to pull his son up, but he felt weak in his heart and his feet did not stand firmly, and he fell down with his son. It

was simply a farce.

An Xia muttered in her heart:

[Be careful, Mr. Hong still has a diamond watch in his pocket that he hasn't put back in time, don't break it.]

But seeing this, the owner of the condom is clear.

Mrs. Cheng sneered, she hired the nanny to help her clean, not to let them treat this place as their own home!

"Sister Ding, I remember you said your son has no girlfriend, let alone a boyfriend."

In other words, this audacious Hong Dabao actually dared to take some unknown people to do that kind of thing in their home when the family was not at home!

And the evidence was left on the carpet!

Mrs. Cheng couldn't help but feel nauseous when she thought that the carpet she bought at a high price would be stained with other people's body fluids.

Not to mention the carpet, she wanted to tear down the whole villa now!

[Not only the carpet, but also the bathroom, kitchen, study, bedroom... There is no place that Sammo Hung can't go.

In order to maintain his rich second-generation persona, he would occasionally call a group of people to have a party in the Cheng family's villa.

In the circle of Internet celebrities, those little Internet celebrities have to call Hong Dabao "Brother Hong."

Seeing that Mrs. Cheng was already furious, Sister Ding gritted her teeth and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mrs. Cheng several times:

"Madam, this is all my fault. It's my husband and I who didn't discipline our son well.

But Dabao definitely has no bad intentions. He just did something wrong on impulse, just this one time!

He has suffered with us since he was a child. This is his first time in the city and his first time seeing such a big house, so he can't get over it.

Apart from this, we really haven't done anything to let the Cheng family down!

I am willing to use all my savings to compensate Madam, and from now on I promise to never show up in Haicheng again.

Madam, I beg you, just for the sake of Dabao's young age and ignorance, please forgive him this time!

He is the only child in our Hong family!"

Sister Ding burst into tears and kowtowed as she spoke, as if she would keep kowtowing if Madam Cheng didn't forgive her.

Mrs. Cheng had never seen such a scene before, and she was so angry that she couldn't get it down.

Father Hong saw that there was a chance, so he quickly took Hong Dabao to kneel in front of Mrs. Cheng.

The family began to kowtow one by one, and the Cheng family's living room was filled with constant noises.

The kowtows and cries even startled Cheng Wenbo and Fu Wencheng who were playing chess in the study.

As soon as Cheng Wenbo walked out of the door, he saw that his wife was so angry that she was about to fall down and might faint at any time.

He quickly ran downstairs and helped his wife to sit on the sofa.

When Sister Ding's family saw him coming, they quickly changed direction and kowtowed to Cheng Wenbo:

"Mr. Cheng, you are magnanimous, good people will be rewarded, please forgive Dabao!

Even if it is for the sake of my hard work for your family over the years, please let my child go!"

Cheng Wenbo was shocked by the sound of kowtows before he could figure out the situation.

Ridiculous, this is too ridiculous...

Not long after, Sister Ding's forehead was already bruised, and it was obvious that she had been ruthless to herself.

But An Xia saw her real purpose:

[It is obvious that Cheng Wenbo and his wife don't know that part of their property has been stolen by Sister Ding's family. Now everyone's focus is on Hong Dabao's contraceptives. No matter what,

Sister Ding can't keep her job as a nanny.

In this case, she simply cut off her own arm, first admitted that Hong Dabao was wrong, then resigned and took the opportunity to escape from Haicheng.

Their family still had a lot of stolen luxury goods in their hands. The watch in Hong's father's pocket alone was worth tens of millions.

Although they could no longer continue to be parasites in the Cheng family, with these stolen things, their family could live a prosperous life elsewhere.

After all, Hong Dabao's mistake was only a moral issue. As long as they cried a few more times and sold more, the Cheng family would not be able to investigate them further.

But stealing the employer's money privately is much more serious. Their whole family will have to go to jail!

Even a fool knows what to choose. 】

Sure enough, after the three of them kept kowtowing, Cheng Wenbo finally yelled impatiently:

"Get out of here! The farther the better!"

Sister Ding was overjoyed, this was exactly what she wanted!

An Xia narrowed his eyes slightly, he remembered that Hong Dabao scolded him for being shameless yesterday, how could he watch Hong Dabao leave Haicheng so easily.

But before he could say anything, Fu Qingchen suddenly pointed at the belt around Hong Dabao's waist:

"Oh my God, am I seeing this right? This belt seems to be a birthday gift from Uncle Cheng to Brother Cheng!

There are only ten belts in the whole of Haicheng, how could it appear on Hong Dabao's waist, it's so strange."

An Xia, who was ready to show off, scolded him.

...Mr. Fu, I think your white lotus smell is a bit pungent.

Mr. Fu, who was still pretending to be surprised, blinked and said, "Don't worry, as long as it works."

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I will check for bugs later~