In Love With The Uncle

Wen Yan just nodded hard. Comforted by Fu Chiyuan's smile, he took a picture book suitable for children and read it.

Han Lin didn't come to the company. He was tracking Fu Jinghan's news nervously.

SJ encountered quite a lot of trouble this time, like someone opened a long prepared net. When Fu Chiyuan didn't pay attention, he quietly began to close up. When it was confirmed that he couldn't escape again, he began to surface quickly.

As a result, he had no time to break free.

Now Fu Chiyuan is at a passive disadvantage. He is not free to do anything, nor can he be content with what he wants. In this way, it is naturally much more difficult for him to fight back.

I've been busy since I entered the company. I don't even have time to drink.

Fu's fairy tale book has long been finished. After all, she is only three years old. She doesn't know words at all. What she can read is only pictures.

Looking up and seeing his father's busy frown, Fu still pursed his lips.

She did not dare to make a sound to disturb her father, nor did she want her busy father to be distracted and affect her work. The sensible and distressing little guy simply sat on the sofa in a daze.

When Fu Chiyuan handled part of the documents in hand, he couldn't help twisting his neck to ease the sour shoulder.

Just then, he suddenly saw his daughter in a daze from the corner of his eye, and then remembered that his sweetheart was still here. He pushed aside his chair, stood up, strode to the sofa, bent down and picked up Fu.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, dad has been busy with his work and forgot you."

"It doesn't matter, Dad."

Fu still shook his head and smiled to comfort his favorite father.

"Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Is it too boring? Will dad find some aunts to accompany you?"

Fu is still in a sharp mood. Fu Chiyuan is worried that he is busy with his work and ignores his daughter's psychology. He wants to ask the little assistant from the Secretariat to come and play with Fu and divert the little guy's attention.

But Fu still shook his head: "sweetheart wants to be with dad." Then she unconsciously hugged Fu Chiyuan, as if afraid that he would give himself to others.

"Well, sweetheart will be with dad."

Fu Chiyuan smiled and kissed his daughter's forehead, but he felt a pain in his heart.

And his eyes were shrouded in an impenetrable thick glacier.

If something happens to his baby daughter, he will never easily spare Fu Jinghan!

Later, when Fu Chiyuan was working, he simply held his daughter and let her sit on his lap. Dealing with a document will stop to talk to her, play with her, and then continue to work.

Although the work efficiency has slowed down a lot, at least he doesn't have to worry that Fu's shadow will continue to expand.

Until noon, there was no news from Han Lin, which made Fu Chiyuan very upset.

Although he tried his best not to affect his daughter, the child's feeling is the sharpest. Fu is still aware that his father's bad mood may be related to his mother's disappearance. He is more and more afraid and sad, but he doesn't care to show it.

Little children can only endure fear and behave skillfully and wisely.

Compared with other fathers, Fu Chiyuan is careful enough, but not enough.

He couldn't detect his daughter's mood at the moment. He didn't know her fear and panic. Even if he accompanied her, teased her from time to time and diverted her attention, some effects were still there.

Hidden deep in the bottom of my heart, it continues to affect Fu Weng, who is only three years old.

No one expected that even if all high-speed entrances and exits in Ningcheng were strictly controlled, and bus stations, railway stations and airports were monitored, no clues were traced for three consecutive days.

"Sir, will the other party still be in Ningcheng?"

Since it has not been shown to have left, it must be still in Ningcheng.

But their people have been looking for Ningcheng, cooperating with the police force, and they have found nothing.

"There must be something we missed."

Fu Chiyuan's face was gloomy, and his hawk like black eyes made people shudder.

Han Lin didn't want to reveal where it would be. He could only stand beside him in silence and didn't dare to interrupt Fu Chiyuan's thinking.

"Where's song Chenhuan? Find him and say I have something to ask him."

Fu Chiyuan dared to leave while Fu was still taking a nap and discussed business with Han Lin. He still remembered Fu still in his heart. After that, he planned to go back and accompany her. He was afraid that Fu would still wake up and not see him.

"How are you these days, miss? Are you better?"

Mentioning Fu still, Fu Chiyuan's eyes slightly hurt.

The voice was even a little tired: "the performance is becoming more and more insecure. Although it can be seen that she has been resisting her fear, how can a three-year-old child hide it?"

This is the main reason why Fu Chiyuan is anxious.

If Gu Xinning doesn't find it one day, I'm afraid Fu still's situation will become more and more serious day by day.

He didn't want to see his lively and lovely daughter become sensitive, suspicious and introverted. Looking at the clever Fu like a doll every day, God knows how distressed he is.

The only thing Fu Chiyuan can do is to try his best to take his daughter with him, not to make her afraid, and ensure that he will be within her sight when she is awake.

Han Lin pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

Fu Chiyuan turned and left.

He thought he would wake up in half an hour according to Fu's habit. Who knows, as soon as he opened the door of the lounge, he saw the sleeping little guy sitting on the bed with his knees in his arms, staring at the unknown direction in a daze.

This has been the norm in recent days.

"Sweetheart."

Fu Chiyuan hid his worry, smiled as naturally as possible, walked forward, gently hugged his daughter and kissed her forehead.

"Dad."

Fu returned to his senses, showed a naive and clever smile, and naturally held him tightly.

"Honey, when did you wake up? Why didn't you call dad?"

Fu Chiyuan asked his daughter with a smile and guided her in a gentle tone.

Fu still lowered his head, gently bit his lips and whispered, "I'm afraid to disturb my father's work. My father is so busy recently. I don't want my father to worry about me."

"Little fool. No matter how busy dad is, as long as my baby daughter says a word, she will put down her work to accompany you. You are my little princess, 100 times and 1000 times more important than work. So when sweetheart wakes up, she yells, dad will definitely come to accompany you at the first time, okay?"

Fu Chiyuan gazed down into his daughter's eyes, conveying his tenderness and care, hoping that his daughter would no longer be afraid of sensitivity.

"Yes."

Fu still nodded hard. The little guy looked listless and wilted.

Fu Chiyuan was worried, but he couldn't show it. He had to endure it. With a gentle smile on her face, she coaxed her daughter patiently.