My Sweetie,You're so hot

This was said by Fu Shenyan.

Although the family is usually peaceful and happy, and there is no time to be anxious, when something really happens, the children know that it is the first thing to deal with the old father.

Fu Shenyan was very calm. He took his calm hand away from my shoulder, sat upright on the sofa, raised his lips and said, "come and sit down."

Siji nodded, went to the sofa on Fu Shenyan's left and sat down. After thinking silently for a while, he summoned up his courage, looked up at him and opened his mouth.

"Daddy, Mommy, the thing about the club is that I didn't think well and didn't inform you and your mother in time to seek your two opinions. I made my own opinion and was short-sighted, which caused you trouble. I was making up my mind from beginning to end. I will take full responsibility. I promise that it won't happen again in the future."

With sincere words and reflection, we can see that the four seasons are really learning from the pain.

It's just that everything is rational. The four seasons are still small. There are technical mistakes for a long time. Although he carves it, Fu Shenyan doesn't value it most.

The psychological dependence on family members, the trust from the heart, and the nature of living in children's bones when they are in trouble may have been worn away in the mathematical and chemical formulas for so many years.

She analyzed the problem rationally and found the correct and practical answer to the point, but she failed in human and worldly sophistication.

Fu Shenyan was indifferent and obviously dissatisfied with this explanation.

In his eyes, Siji is no different from Anxin because I love Wu and Wu. Even if Cheng Junyu was once his best brother and ranked ahead of him in his daughter's heart, it is unforgivable.

For a long time, Siji and I were waiting for Fu Shenyan to speak, but the atmosphere became a little embarrassed. He didn't seem to have any intention to speak.

I didn't want to destroy the child's active enthusiasm. When I was about to speak, Fu Shenyan quietly pressed me with his hand, frowned slightly, and motioned me not to give him trouble.

"Since you know your mistake, you can correct it in the future. My father and mother believe you can do it well." Fu Shenyan's tone was extremely cold and didn't mention Cheng Junyu at all.

But some things, even if not mentioned, are the gateway of tacit understanding in everyone's heart.

"Cheng Junyu" is like a delicate rope hanging between their father and daughter. Both of them quietly use their strength. They can't see or touch, but none of them will relax first.

"HMM." Siji nodded and hesitated. Obviously, he wanted to work harder for his trusted mentor, but looking at Fu Shenyan's inhumane appearance, he didn't know how to speak.

This suffocating atmosphere was so overwhelming that I couldn't see it. I pretended to get up and walked towards the wine cabinet, "would you like a drink? Can I sleep better at night?"

"Yes." Fu Shen said faintly.

Take off two goblets and open the wine. Sometimes they are still on their father and daughter in the living room. They say to themselves, "the four seasons are still young. Ask sister-in-law Zhang to make a cup of hot milk later, and don't drink the wine."

"I know, mom." Siji's voice is very small. I can only barely hear it in my position. Maybe when facing Fu Shenyan alone, she and Zhi'an are the same, more or less under pressure.

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