Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 43 The Secret That Is Not a Secret

Fu Sichen frowned, and almost impatiently shook off Ni Jiaren's hand. Ni Jiaren almost couldn't stand still, so Fu's mother stood beside her and helped her to be all right.Fu Sichen stared at Fu's mother coldly, making her scalp tingle, and then realized that he was pretending to be ill.

"It's fun?"

Mother Fu, "..."

"I'm really sick, but seeing you two loving each other, I'm much better. Now you're yelling at me... Ouch..." Mother Fu covered her head, groped for the position of the bed, and fell back again. Pulling the quilt back on himself, "Look, you're yelling at me again..."

Ni Jiaren knew that Fu's mother did it on purpose, so she smiled slightly.

In fact, she is not happy, everyone is for her good.

"Since it's all right, I'm leaving."

Fu Sichen glanced at Fu's mother on the bed, expressionless.

"Hey! Don't go, your dad will be back in a while!"

Hearing this, Ni Jiaren's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

Fu Sichen frowned slightly, his eyes became sharper, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I've said it earlier, isn't the house full again?" Fu's mother simply sat up, and there was nothing to pretend, "Are you coming back?"

Fu Sichen was speechless, acquiesced, and glanced at Ni Jiaren from the corner of his eye, showing no emotion.

Ni Jia felt a little worried in her heart, her lips were pressed tightly, Fu's mother simply got up, took her hand to comfort her, "beauty, don't worry, mom is on your side."

"Well, thank you Mom."

With a weak smile, her comfort did not have any effect.

One of the people Ni Jiaren feared the most in her life was Fu Sichen's father. For some reason, Fu Sichen's father didn't seem to like her very much. There was a saying that he liked his son. Everyone is very good, except for her, he is indifferent, and occasionally likes to criticize.

Fu Sichen took out his phone and looked at it, and suddenly said coldly, "I have something to do at the company, I'll go back first."

After all, he grabbed Ni Jiaren and prepared to leave.

"Stop!" Mother Fu yelled coldly, scaring Ni Jiaren so much that she dared not move.

She didn't even know why the relationship between Fu Sichen and his father was so bad. Originally, Fu Sichen respected his father very much and always followed his father as an example. Until he took over the Pumice Group, everything seemed to have changed.

"Anything else?"

"Xiaosi, you can't see your father."

"You let him wash his brains."

Mother Fu, "..."

Only his own son said that about his father.

Mother Fu had no choice but to push Ni Jiaren, "Jiaren, hurry up and persuade her!"

Ni Jiaren was a little flustered. Her relationship with Fu Sichen was not something she dared to persuade.Sure enough, Fu Sichen glanced at her instantly, warning her... Do you dare to persuade her to try?

The two sides were in a dilemma, unable to make a choice, Ni Jiaren lowered her head and acted like a turtle with her head back.

In the next second, there was force from her wrist, and she was dragged away by Fu Sichen.

"Little Four! Beauty! Little Four..."

No matter what mother Fu called, Fu Sichen turned a deaf ear and dragged Ni Jiaren out of the bedroom.

"Fu Sichen..." Ni Jiaren's weak voice wanted to persuade him to stay, but she didn't dare to pull his hand too hard, and asked tentatively, "Shall we...stay?"

"Do you want to stay?"

Ni Jiaren pursed her lips.

She wanted to ease the relationship with his father, but she was really scared and didn't know how to answer.It's just that she didn't want the relationship between Fu Sichen and his father to deteriorate.

"Oh!" Fu Sichen smiled coldly, as if mocking her against her will.

However, the doorbell suddenly rang at the gate, and the nanny yelled loudly, "Mr. Fu, are you back?"

Suddenly, Ni Jiaren felt that Fu Sichen's footsteps were getting faster and faster. Before Fu Cheng stepped into the room, the two had already reached the door.Without any intention of saying hello, Fu Sichen walked around him, stood at the door and urged Ni Jiaren to change his shoes.

"Stop!" Fu Cheng shouted coldly, his majestic voice made people tremble.

Ni Jiaren was wearing high-heeled shoes, and they were put on quickly, while Fu Sichen was wearing leather shoes. Even if Fu Cheng scolded him, he would not panic and put on the shoes. On the contrary, Ni Jiaren was a little at a loss and lowered her head. , Shouted "Dad" timidly, but Fu Cheng's eyes never stopped.

Fu Sichen had just finished dressing, and the first thing he did when he stood up was to push Ni Jiaren out of the room.

"Fu Sichen!"

Fu Cheng's tone rose several degrees, and the moment Fu Sichen slammed on the door, it went through the door panel, piercing Ni Jiaren's eardrum.

She stood outside the door in a daze, dazzled by the wind from the smashing door, she didn't dare to open it for a while, and she didn't hear the voice inside.

In the living room, the father and son, who were almost the same height, stood facing each other, both of them were imposing, and no one gave way to the other.

"For a woman, you don't recognize your father, right?"

Fu Cheng is nearly 60 years old, but he is a capable man. He is not fat, and his figure is only a little fatter than Fu Sichen. He wears a straight suit, and his hair is neatly combed. Holding a useless cane, everything is well-behaved, just like his character.

"Just because of a woman, don't you deny your son?"

"Bastard!"

Unexpectedly, Fu Cheng raised his crutch and slammed it hard on Fu Sichen's right shoulder.Fu Sichen frowned suddenly, and the unhealed wound on his right shoulder tingled, but he never groaned.

"Dare to talk back?"

"I will not pay for your mistakes."

One sentence left Fu Cheng speechless.

It's just that his complexion became more and more ugly. What happened at the beginning was because he was confused for a while, and it was also because he didn't know how to measure it. He accidentally made a big mistake.

Fu's mother, who was hiding in the living room, immediately stepped forward and grabbed Fu Sichen, "Xiao Si, why are you talking to your father? What happened back then is over, so what are you talking about?"

"Past? You are in the past, can other people's pain also pass?"

Fu Sichen's voice became colder, and the air pressure in the whole room condensed.

"This..." Mother Fu was caught between father and son, "Since she doesn't know, this matter will be an eternal secret, why do you have to..."

"At least with me, it's no longer a secret."

Fu Sichen opened the door again, and Ni Jiaren was still standing motionless at the door, looking a little dazed, urging with a straight face, "Let's go!"

"Little Four!"

Unmoved by Fu's mother's yelling, Fu Cheng was so angry that he couldn't control his emotions, "You let him go! Don't come back after leaving!"

"Old Fu! Oh, this is very good..."

Fu's mother's voice gradually disappeared with the wind, and Ni Jiaren never heard it again. She didn't know what happened between them, and she didn't want to ask. uncoordinated.

And, it just so happens to be...the right shoulder.

"Fu Sichen, your shoulder..."

She leaned forward to the left and got close to Fu Sichen. Seeing this, he shouted coldly, "Sit down!"

"Your shoulder is bleeding..."

There wasn't much blood, but the dots and spots of blood on his pure white shirt were obvious enough.

Fu Sichen glanced at his shoulder from the corner of his eye, and frowned slightly.

Fu Cheng's blow with the stick wasn't too heavy, but he was injured, his shoulder hurts faintly, his hands would tremble slightly from time to time due to the pain, and he couldn't hold the steering wheel tightly.

However, he still ignored Ni Jiaren, and drove the car on his own, with a calm expression on his face. The injury in that place has been hurting for too long, and every time it hurts, he can always think of that night. If he was a step late, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Fu Sichen!"

Ni Jiaren boldly yelled at him, the man still drove without looking sideways, the blood on his shoulder slowly soaked his white shirt, like a red flower gradually blooming.

How can he do this?
Ni Jiaren bit her lower lip, as if she had made up her mind, she lifted her foot around Fu Sichen's leg, and stepped on the brake to the bottom.

The car rubbed against the ground and made a screeching sound, and the horns behind him sounded instantly.

Fu Sichen slammed forward and turned his head suddenly, "Are you crazy?"

With a violent voice, the veins on his forehead bulged, but his injured right arm subconsciously lay across in front of Ni Jiaren.

Ni Jiaren subconsciously retorted, "Your shoulders are bleeding, and you can't even hold the steering wheel firmly. Are you crazy? You don't have to commit suicide if you want to kill me!"

"Who……"

Fu Sichen was stunned, and the phrase "Who wants to kill you" stuck in his throat.

"Get out of the car, I'll drive!"

Ni Jiaren ordered almost forcefully. As soon as she finished speaking, she opened the car door, walked around to the driver's seat, pulled Fu Sichen out, and stuffed him into the passenger seat. She turned around and stepped on the accelerator.

The wind was blowing outside the window, and Ni Jiaren had a straight face, just like her educative expression in a meeting, serious and serious, but now she is still worried.

I don't know what happened between him and Fu Cheng, but his injury has been recurring for so long, and I don't know how serious the injury was at that time.

All along, she knew that Fu Sichen saved her, but she didn't know the price he paid.

Fu Sichen forgot to refute, and simply ignored it. He turned his head to look at the scenery whizzing by outside the window, and before he knew it, the car drove to the hospital.

"arrive……"

After calming down, Ni Jiaren was a little scared when she recalled her strength just now.

Fu Sichen was in a bad mood today, and wondered if her actions just now had stimulated him.I was worried about his injury for a while, and was dazzled, and even got angry with him...

As if he didn't hear what Ni Jiaren said, Fu Sichen still sat quietly, showing no intention of getting out of the car.

"Fu Sichen, go check your injuries."

no answer.

"Fu Sichen?"

Suddenly, the co-pilot moved and opened the door.

Ni Jiaren hurriedly opened the door to follow, but found Fu Sichen walking in the direction of the driver's seat, "Fu Sichen?"

She was still puzzled, but Fu Sichen had already gotten into the car, stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped out quickly, brushing up her long hair and hitting her face messily, making it painful.

Ni Jiaren, "..."

Not knowing how to describe her mood, Ni Jiaren wanted to laugh, this kind of behavior was a bit naive, but she couldn't tell if he was angry...

On the way back, Fu Sichen almost drove home holding the steering wheel with one hand.

My shoulder still hurts, but my fast beating heart overwhelms the pain.

Ni Jiaren looked like a bully, just like when he was a child, he endured all the way, worried about what he did unconsciously.

If it was so easy to forgive, how could he explain to the benefactor lying on the sickbed mountain?
As long as you don't see it, you won't miss it.

As long as you don't want to, you won't struggle.

As long as she doesn't struggle, she won't get hurt...

Fu Sichen's eyes looking at the windshield gradually narrowed, like a person who lost his way on the road, trying his best to clear the fog in front of him and find his own way out.

In the end, Ni Jiaren found out about Fu Sichen from He Xuan after all kinds of insinuations.He went to and from get off work normally every day, and it seemed that there was no serious problem, so she was a little relieved.

Ni Jiaren asked He Xuan for the phone number of the doctor who treated Fu Sichen. She wanted to know more about his injury.

This scar, no matter what reason he saved her, was left because of her.

At least, she didn't want this scar to become his permanent pain.

(End of this chapter)