"Hengyi ......"

The sleepy-eyed Wen Soft saw that it was almost a miniature version of Fu Tingxiao's child, and walked over quickly in excitement.

But when she approached, Fu Hengyi retreated behind Fu Tingxiao with some fear.

A sour feeling surged in her soft heart, she withdrew her hand and smiled, "Hengyi, I'm my mother, do you remember me?"

Fu Hengyi continued to hide behind Fu Tingxiao.

"Hengyi, you go upstairs first. ”

Fu Tingxiao touched his head and said with a smile. 、

Fu Hengyi trotted all the way upstairs and quickly disappeared at the staircase.

"You promised me ......" The tip of the soft nose was sour, and he looked at Fu Tingxiao with some grievances.

Fu Tingxiao skipped her and walked straight to the sofa, and after drinking a cup of tea, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Wen Rou, I promised to let you meet Hengyi, but I never said that I would help you repair the mother-son relationship." ”

Wen Ruan rushed to him, "I want to talk to Hengyi about ......"

"Next time," Fu Tingxiao glanced at her, "we just came back from the airport, and he should be tired all the way." ”

"Can I stay with him tonight, then?" said Gentle Soft, almost pleadingly.

"No, you can't. Fu Tingxiao simply refused, "The rain has stopped, you can also go back." ”

Soft and greedy looking upstairs, "I beg you......"

She figured out Fu Tingxiao's attitude from today's incident, although she promised that she could make their mother and son want to meet, but Fu Tingxiao made it clear that the process of letting their mother and son recognize each other would be too smooth, and she didn't know when she would meet next time, and she didn't want to miss today's opportunity.

Fu Tingxiao's face sank, "Gentle, don't challenge my patience, you should always remember your current identity." ”

"Good. Wen Rou bit her lip lightly, and finally glanced upstairs with affection, "You also rest early." ”

Soon the sound of a car's engine could be heard in the courtyard, and the sound faded away and soon disappeared from my ears.

Fu Tingxiao closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, he was almost shaken when he looked at Wen Soft's low eyebrows just now, but thinking of the years when Wen Rou had no news, he stuck to the idea in his heart.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and when Fu Tingxiao opened his eyes again, Fu Hengyi, who was wearing pajamas, sat opposite like a little adult.

"Did you let her go?"

Fu Tingxiao nodded.

"Dad, take it when you see it. ”

Fu Tingxiao: ......

Wasn't this kid very resolute in his refusal when he heard the soft news half a month ago?

"Grandma Wu called me some time ago to tell me that my mother must have had a hard time leaving, and she actually loved me very much. ”

It's Mama Wu again......

Fu Tingxiao pursed his lips and squinted his eyes slightly at his son, "Then you just ......"

Since you believe in Wu's mother's words, why didn't you choose to recognize Wen Soft just now?

"Dad, I'm cooperating with you, can't you see it?"

Fu Tingxiao: ......

"I know you're angry about your mother's departure, but that's all I recognize. ”

Fu Tingxiao: ??

Are you being threatened by a milky little kid?

The son is indeed much more mature than his peers, and he is like a little adult on weekdays, but Fu Tingxiao never expected him to accept Wen Rou, an incompetent mother, so quickly.

"Don't worry," Fu Tingxiao frowned, "I don't plan to find you a stepmother." ”

"Then I'll wait for your good news, and if you need to tell me anything in the future, I will try my best to cooperate. ”

Fu Hengyi jumped off the sofa, walked over and patted his father's broad shoulder solemnly, "Don't embarrass her too much." ”

Fu Tingxiao: ......

"Distressed?"

"I'm worried that you'll scare mom away again. ”

"......" Fu Tingxiao was speechless and choked, a few days ago, he was indignantly said that he wanted to let Wen Rou taste the 'bitterness' son, why did he suddenly turn against him?

Before he could figure it out, Fu Hengyi had already said goodnight to him and went upstairs again.

Fu Tingxiao sat on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows, expressing doubts about his son's betrayal.

——

After Wen Soft returned to the crew, she did not give up negotiating conditions with Fu Tingxiao.

But the messages she sent to Fu Tingxiao were all in vain.

Finally, a week later, she received a call from Su Yiming, Fu Tingxiao's assistant.

"Miss Wen, Mr. Fu asked you to go to the villa on this side of Binhai Road immediately. ”

Wen Ruan had already changed into pajamas at this time and was about to rest, "Is there something urgent?"

Mr. Fu didn't explain. ”

"Okay, then I'll go over at once. ”

Wen Rou changed her clothes again and drove towards the family's former residence.

The cold wind gusted, and after Wen Rou got out of the car, he immediately wrapped his clothes tightly and rushed into the living room quickly.

But the villa was quiet, and after entering the door, Wen Rou didn't even see a servant.

She was suddenly a little scared, took out her mobile phone and dialed Fu Tingxiao's number.

Seconds later, the familiar ringtone came from upstairs.

Wen Rou went upstairs with some hesitation, and deliberately pushed open the door to take a look when she passed by the children's room.

The child is not ......

Like a soft guess.

Closing the door in disappointment, Wen Rou walked to the door of the master bedroom.

The bell rang from the master bedroom.

Gently pushed the door open, and walked in softly and nervously.

Under the light, Fu Tingxiao was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and the smell of wine wafted in the air.

"Fu Tingxiao?"

Wen Rou stepped forward and gently tugged at his arm.

But a few minutes passed, and the person in the bed was still unresponsive.

Wen Rou frowned, pulled again, and raised his voice a little, "Fu Tingxiao." ”

Fu Tingxiao still showed no signs of waking up.

Wen Rou lost her patience, bent down and lifted the quilt to cover him, and was about to leave when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the wide open window next to her.

In this season, I sleep with the window open and wait until tomorrow for fear of catching a cold.

Wen Rou retreated to close the window, but was about to close the window, when there was a sound behind her, and before she could turn around, the whole person was pushed into the corner.

The back hit hard, and Wen Soft gasped, "You ......"

Fu Tingxiao's domineering kiss fell, and at the same time, he swallowed the words that Wen Rou had not yet had time to say.

His nose was full of the smell of wine with a hint of sweetness.

Wen Rou's brain was still clear at first, and she tried to push the other party away with her hands.

But Fu Tingxiao is like an iron wall, no matter how hard she tries, the other party has not moved.

The soft resistance made Fu Tingxiao frown slightly, pulled the soft hand, and effortlessly buckled it against the wall.

Wen Ruan couldn't move anymore, so she could only let Fu Tingxiao fiddle.

When she was about to suffocate, Fu Tingxiao finally let her go.

When her feet were soft and she was about to fall, Fu Tingxiao grabbed her waist and hugged her horizontally.

......

In the silence of the night, the sound of heavy breathing mingled together.

The soft breathing was undecided, but he wanted to get up, and the result was that he was pulled back into his arms by Fu Tingxiao again.