The housekeeper was obviously stunned, and was a little surprised by the person mentioned by Yu Yan.

But quickly calmed down.

"I didn't find it, but it stands to reason that there is such a big flaw, it shouldn't be good."

Yu Yan seemed to sigh.

"If he's here, I don't have to worry about Xiaoshu."

The housekeeper was relieved: "Sir, don't worry, Miss's condition is not too serious, as long as you find a good doctor, she will get better." ”

Yu Yan rubbed his eyebrows.

"If you can, go find the kid."

The butler bowed: "Yes, sir." ”

——

Evening.

Jiang Ruan went back to the villa and took a shower.

Lying on the bed and swiping her mobile phone, she paid attention to some news of Lou's family, and she was really interested in Lou Luchuan now.

Brushing and brushing, there was movement at the door.

After a few seconds, the man leaned over and landed a soft kiss on her bare shoulder blades.

It was cold, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she climbed from the tail vertebrae to a kind of numbness.

"When did you come back?" The man asked.

Jiang Ruan turned over and lay on the bed, and the man was sitting next to him, still wearing a going clothes.

"It didn't take long." She said.

"Which friend did you meet?"

Fu Chi got up and put the coat in his hand on the back of the chair.

Jiang Ruan supported his chin with one hand and stared at the man's action of unbuttoning the cufflinks: "Yu Qianshu." ”

Fu Chi looked back at her, his black eyes were not wavering, he unbuttoned the neckline with his chin tilted slightly, the soft light glazed on the side of the man's face, outlining the lines more profoundly, the eyelashes faintly shadowed under the eyes, and the picture was as beautiful as an ink painting: "When did you become so familiar with her, she is a patient, not very easy to get along with." ”

Jiang Ruan moistened her throat: "Isn't it a cute girl?" Didn't your grandfather like it at the beginning? ”

Fu Chi paused slightly, raised his eyelashes to look at her, and seemed to smile: "Uncomfortable? ”

"Why do you seem to be so happy?"

Jiang Ruan squinted.

What's wrong with this man?

"It's not easy to get you to have a reaction."

"I'm atmospheric, can't I do it yet?"

"That's heartless."

"Cheng, I can't say you, I went to Yu's house today, and the girl's illness doesn't feel particularly serious."

But I just don't want to communicate with people.

Fu Chi unbuttoned and turned around.

"Autism is also severe."

"I heard that she has been sick for many years, and she was like that when she was a child."

Fu Chi nodded: "It's very small." ”

"It just so happens that I'm planning to build a special autism treatment center, and the project is already being prepared."

Jiang Ruan slowly raised his eyebrows: "Why do you suddenly want to make such a project?" ”

The man sat beside her, took her into his arms, and smoothed the girl's soft hair: "I have always had the idea of wanting to study this disease in depth, but I have never tried it substantially. ”

Jiang Ruan answered, his eyes wandered on the man's abdomen, and his little hand probed into the gap in his shirt irregularly, and looked down evilly.

Fu Chi lowered his eyes, his dark pupils stared at the girl, his bony fingertips slid across her lips, and one of his eyebrows raised.

"Feel good?"

"Exceptional, slippery."

She smiled without shame.

Fu Chi's Adam's apple slid and couldn't help bending over, gently biting the girl's delicate and white earlobe: "Remember this sentence, and let you tell me in a hoarse voice later." ”

Jiang Ruan smiled without fear of death: "That's not good." ”