My Sweetie,You're so hot

But soon I denied my guess.

Standing in front of me is only a child, a poor man who has lost his family and has no support. Even survival has become a problem. How can we talk about the sharpness of intrigue.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that I was too dark, and even imposed the darkness of adults on a child.

"OK." Fu Shenyan didn't seem to have much doubt. He nodded and asked Gu Nanxun to leave. "It's late. Go back to your room and have a rest."

"Yes, sir." Gu Nanxun respectfully bent his upper body and turned away from the living room.

Once again, I noticed that Fu Shenyan's eyes had been following Gu Nanxun. Obviously, he was as suspicious of the child as I was.

"What do you think?" I asked.

Hearing my voice, Fu Shenyan turned his face and said, "the name sounds so cultured that it's not a reason to stay close to an Xin."

With that, he picked up the hot tea poured by the servant on the table and tasted it carefully. He didn't mean to go on at all.

There was no need to say more. With Fu Shenyan's firmness, the uneasiness caused by his daughter's consideration was gradually suppressed.

......

The next morning, Fu Shenyan got up early. After breakfast, he took Zhian and me and set out for the villa in the western suburbs.

The accompanying servants were replaced by the hired servants and soldiers brought back by Shen Yu from the M state. After changing into civilian clothes, Maitreya was in charge of the command.

Chen Yi waited at the door of the villa early.

Fu Shenyan asked indifferently, "where are people?"

"In the master bedroom on the first floor, Miss Murong has been begging us to find a doctor..."

Fu Shenyan ignored him and strode into the room.

It was originally thought that the industry named by Murong family was not low-key luxury, but also high-end and high-grade. When I came in, I found that the decoration here was very characteristic. There were special colored graffiti on the wall, and there were not many furniture in the hall, but many objects with different shapes were carefully placed. It seemed that it should be for the convenience of practicing skateboarding.

Murong Tianjiao always shows people elegant high heels. Does he still have this hobby in private?

While looking at the house, he has followed Fu Shenyan to the house where Murong Tianjiao is located.

Chen Yi comes forward and opens the door. At a glance, he can see a pair of men and women snuggling up by the bed.

Look carefully again, the woman is no one else. It is Murong Tianjiao, who used to be arrogant. Probably because she didn't have a good rest, her face is a little pale.

The man, sitting on the bed with his lower body covered with quilt, saw us and didn't mean to get out of bed.

Both eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that they had just cried.

"Fu Shenyan! What right do you have to drive away my private doctor? Can you afford to be responsible if someone dies!" Murong Tianjiao began to roar as soon as he found us. "He's your brother-in-law! How can you be so cruel!"

Fu Shenyan tilted his head slightly and glanced lightly at the bed, "so, people don't live well?"

"You --" Murong hesitated for a long time, unable to say a complete word, "I... you, it's unreasonable!"

Fu Shenyan ignored her mania, raised his feet to the bedside and looked down at the man on the bed. Even if he was far away from the door, it was not difficult to feel the strong aura pressure.

In addition to Murong Tianjiao, everything in this villa seems to be special. It's not confined to one style of decoration, furniture that can't touch one's head, and a man with a full beard and untidy appearance. I don't know whether he is an artist or a senior otaku man.

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