Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Fu Siyu walked up to Fu Yang, glanced at Fu Yang's flashy clothes and jewelry, and his eyes darkened slightly.

There were a bunch of wine bottles on the table, and there was a faint smell of wine coming from Fu Yang.

Fu Siyu patted Fu Yang on the shoulder, "Get up."

Fu Yang frowned and half-opened his eyes impatiently. He didn't know if he saw Fu Siyu or not, so he waved his hand subconsciously, "Leave me alone and get out of here."

Fu Siyu's expression became darker and darker. He turned his head, took a glass of cold water from the table, and poured it directly on Fu Yang's face.

Even though there was heating in the house, Fu Yang was still shocked when a glass of cold water was poured on his face.

He opened his eyes and was about to get angry when he met Fu Siyu's deep eyes.

Fu Yang curled his lips, as if he didn't want to see Fu Siyu, "What are you doing here?"

"Stand up." Fu Siyu looked at Fu Yang displeased, "Go back with me."

Fu Yang couldn't bear to hear others speaking to him in such a commanding tone, especially if this person was Fu Siyu. Fu Yang raised his chin slightly and said, "Why should I listen to you?"

Fu Siyu looked at Fu Yang quietly. The pressure in his eyes finally made Fu Yang unable to bear it. He stood up suddenly and wiped the water from his face. "Go back as soon as you go. Who is afraid of whom?" .”

Fu Yang strode ahead and closed the door as soon as he got in the car, "Let's drive now."

Of course the driver wouldn't listen to him. Instead, he walked to the back, opened the door, and waited respectfully for Fu Siyu to get in the car before returning to the driver's seat.

In the car, Fu Yang closed his eyes and turned his face to one side, obviously not wanting to talk to Fu Siyu.

Fu Siyu glanced at him and then looked out the window.

One by one, the street lights are the eyes of the night, flashing into the distance. The light and dark light and shadow interweave on Fu Siyu's face, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes at this time.

When the car was halfway through the journey, it happened to pass the Imperial Capital No. [-] Elementary School.

The noisy campus on weekdays also became quiet late at night, with only the moonlight shining quietly on the ground.

Fu Siyu suddenly said, "When you were a child, you were always reluctant to go to kindergarten, and you would make trouble for a long time every time."

Fu Yang was lying on the sofa, not knowing whether he heard it or not, and remained motionless.

"At that time you were not even as high as my knees," Fu Siyu said, seeming to recall Fu Yang's appearance at the time, "I would cry once a day at the school gate."

When Fu Yang was a child, he was soft and cute, with red lips and white teeth. He looked like a doll wherever he stood. He was pitiful and funny when he cried. Even Fu Siyu would soften up and hold him in the car for a long time before letting him go to the kindergarten. The teacher took him away. "I won't cry. I'm afraid Mr. Fu may have remembered it wrong. He must have remembered someone else's son."

Fu Yang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke with disdain in his tone.

Fu Siyu's eyes moved slightly, "You liked to ask me one question when you were a child. You had to get an answer every time before you would go to school obediently."

"Can not remember."

Fu Yang responded dully.

Fu Siyu shook his head slightly, "That answer was the same when I was a child, and it will still be the same when I grow up."

The fountain lights at the school gate change light and shadow with the music, as if capturing time, making people look back to the morning more than ten years ago.

At that time, Fu Siyu was still a handsome young man, holding his schoolbag in one hand and holding little Fu Yang in the other as he walked toward school.

"Dad, I want to listen to the story of the little dinosaur tonight."

"it is good."

"The little dinosaur can breathe fire. It's so awesome. I want to learn to breathe fire too."

"Okay, you can also be a little fire-breathing dinosaur."

"Dad, the little dinosaur is so pitiful. He couldn't find his father again. Will you leave me?"

Children always have strange concerns. Little Fu Yang is not very interested in the adventure stories of the little dinosaurs, but is particularly concerned about whether the little dinosaur has found its father.

"Will not."

Fu Siyu knelt down, took out a handkerchief and wiped away the sugar residue from Fu Yang's mouth, "Dad will never leave you."

"Wow, I love daddy the most!!"

Little Fu Yang's eyes were curved, like crescent moons, and his eyes were shining, full of admiration and love for Fu Siyu.

However, time passed, and in the car at this time, Fu Yang just sneered lightly, "Ha."