Fu House.

Faced with Fu Mochuan's question, Fu Botao was obviously not as approachable as he was to his eldest grandson, nor did he show off proudly, but asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"He's a lot like a kid from my friend's family." Fu Mochuan looked at the silent William and replied lightly.

Fu Botao's face changed slightly, in his heart, he really didn't want anyone to come to William, he really liked this kid very much.

Fortunately, William grabbed the corner of his coat just in time.

"I'm here to get it."

"Okay, grandpa will go and hide." He glanced at Fu Mochuan hesitantly, led William away, and of course, directly ignored what he had just said.

Fu Mochuan frowned slightly.

"Where did this kid come from?" He stopped one of the servants and pointed at their backs.

"Oh, you're asking Young Master William," the servant told him respectfully, "I heard that the old man picked it up from outside, and I don't know who his parents are, but the old man loves him." ”

Picked up?

"When?"

The servant recalled: "It was a week or two. ”

Fu Mochuan's eyes flashed, the child who was supposed to be in country A was picked up in a foreign country, and the most amazing thing was that he had been missing for more than ten days, but no parents had come to look for him.

He clearly remembers that when he was in country A, this kid was the heart and soul of the family, the youngest in the ranks, the most well-behaved, and when other brothers and sisters were fighting, he sat quietly aside, not noisy or noisy, especially different, not only his family, but even An Qing was so painful that he didn't want it, and he took it with him wherever he went.

Such a child is indifferent when he loses his home?

He instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why.

But......

He lit a cigarette and turned around on the balcony, squinting at the smoke.

In the white mist, he laughed at himself, speaking of which, it doesn't matter to him whether this child is strange or not, other parents are not in a hurry, what does he care about as an outsider.

The most important thing is that seeing this child will make him think of An Qing......

This is what Fu Weinian saw when he came in, he walked over and patted Fu Mochuan on the shoulder cordially: "Third brother, I am also very surprised by my little mother's affairs, people cannot be resurrected after death, and the mourning is smooth." ”

Fu Mochuan glanced at him lightly: "Thank you." ”

"If you need help, just ask, brother, you're welcome."

Fu Weinian behaved like a good big brother, without any mustard.

"By the way, how is An Qing," he asked, "Are your eyes better?" ”

Xie Mingzhu's matter could be hidden from outsiders, but he couldn't hide it from Fu Weinian, he found out early in the morning.

Fu Mochuan looked at the undisguised happiness at the corner of his mouth, and his thin lips pulled slightly.

"She's fine."

"That's good." Fu Weinian smiled with relief, and then frowned again: "But my mother is like this now, her life must be very sad...... Hey, third brother, both of them are the most important women in your life, what are you going to do, do you want me to say a few words to your father for you? ”

When did their friendship reach the point where they could draw a knife to help?

Fu Mochuan looked at the smile on the corner of his mouth indifferently: "No need, Brother Lao bother." ”

"That's fine. I'll go see Grandpa first. Fu Weinian sighed prominently: "The old man has been very clingy recently, and he is in a mood if he doesn't spend a while, and there are many things in the company, hey, I'm so busy that I don't even have time to accompany women, how can there be a third brother who is so carefree, the red flag at home does not fall, and the colorful flags flutter outside......"

Before Fu Weinian's words fell, he turned his head and saw William running out of the living room, and his face was immediately full of smiles: "Oh, little male god, let my uncle hug you." ”

The latter glanced at him coldly and ran towards the garden.

"This kid wasn't born by anyone, if my son had slapped him earlier." Fu Weinian snorted unhappily, obviously also abused by this guy.

Fu Mochuan ignored him, his eyes followed William's small figure, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Weinian looked at his expression, and a trace of coldness flashed through the corners of his narrow eyes.

Although Xie Mingzhu didn't do anything good when he was alive, he really deserved to die when he died.

Fu Mochuan stayed at Fu's house in the evening, and Fu Zhensheng sneered when he saw it: "Why, didn't you go back to accompany your sweetheart today?" ”

Fu Mochuan pursed his lips and was silent.

Fu Zhensheng said coldly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, her time is running out, I'll give you three more days, if you don't do it after three days, I will find someone to finish it for you, take advantage of these few days to accompany her more." ”

Three days.

Fu Mochuan's dark eyes narrowed slightly: "What if I say no?" ”

"Whatever you want." Fu Zhensheng's voice was indifferent: "If I were you, I would personally send her on the road, at least I could leave a whole corpse." ”

Without a flat tone, Fu Mochuan could hear his determination.

It's only three days, hehe.

In the room, he took out his phone, paused his fingertips on the familiar number, and dialed out.

Several times throughout the day, he tried to dial the number, but gave up at the last second.

Some words seem to turn into a farewell as soon as they are spoken.

He put his phone to his ear and listened to the empty mechanical female voice.

"The phone you dialed is on a call, please call again later."

He cut off the phone and lowered his head to edit the message.

"Since you're gone, go as far as you want, don't appear in front of me again......"

At the same time, in another room of Fu's house, William's small figure sat at the head of the bed, silently putting down the mobile phone in his hand.

The room is not big, it is a guest room, more than enough for his small size, the old man's original intention was to let him live with him, but he resolutely refused, so he had to temporarily arrange this place as a children's room, let him live alone.

He lowered his head, his small fingers pressed on the phone screen, and his movements were like flowing water, skillful and fast.

Finally, he tucked his phone under his pillow, and before the phone screen went off, the clock showed 8:37 p.m.

Time slipped silently.

The old man has the habit of getting up early to practice tai chi, early in the morning, Fu Mochuan heard the door being knocked dullly, he looked at the time, 6:35.

The morning light was faint, and the sky was just revealing a hint of fish belly white.

He opened the door and looked at the old man with white eyebrows and cold eyebrows in the faint light.

"Grandpa."

The old man glanced at him without saying a word, and stepped past him into the room.

Although Fu Mochuan was slightly surprised, he still followed quietly.

The old man's guard also followed, but he did not go deep in an orderly manner, but just quietly stood by the side of the door.

Fu Mochuan raised his eyebrows and watched the old man inspect his room corner by corner as if he were raiding his house, not even letting go of the bottom of the bed.

"What about William? Where did you hide him? Finally, he stood in front of him with a cold face.

William？

"What's wrong with him?" Fu Mochuan asked.

The old man snorted heavily, "He's gone, I've searched all over the house and haven't seen him, you said he was like your friend's child, did you hide him?" ”

It's gone? Fu Mochuan was also stunned.

"Are you sure you've found them all?"

Fu Botao looked at him, and his eyes were a little anxious: "Really didn't you send him away?" ”

How could such an older child, staying in the room and sleeping, disappear.

The Fu family is not an ordinary family, the security measures are complete, and the two electric iron doors outside the door are closed every night, and they are remotely controlled by the central door lock.

But he was really gone, Fu Botao would secretly go to the room to take a look at him before practicing every morning, and when he went there today, the room was empty, and the small quilt was neatly spread, and there seemed to be no trace of sleeping.

How to make Fu Botao not anxious.

Fu Mochuan shook his head affirmatively: "I haven't seen him." ”

"Who else could it be, if it's not you!" Fu Botao was angry: "As soon as you come back, he will be gone, and you say that you know him, even if you really want to send him away, you have to let me be prepared, do you also want to make me angry to death to be satisfied." ”

"Grandpa, I haven't done it." Fu Mochuan's voice was faint: "Instead of questioning me here, it's better to look for it at home." ”

Seeing that he didn't admit it, Fu Botao had nothing to do, thinking about William in his heart, glared at him fiercely, and instructed the guards and servants to continue to go out to find him.

"I tell you, whether the child is unobstructed by you or not, you have to find it for me unscathed."

In the end, he still stacked up a cruel sentence before leaving in a huff.

Fu Mochuan stood in front of the window, watching the garden quickly gather with servants, searching like a carpet, calling William's name one after another.

Did the kid really disappear out of thin air?

Puzzled and somewhat indescribable, he walked to the room where William had lived, the door was wide open, and a servant searched inside without giving up.

"Three less."

"Leave it to me here, you go outside and look for it."

He waved off the servant and walked in slowly.

The walls of the room were covered with lovely blue wallpaper, and the furniture was mainly blue, like the blue of the sky, and he stood in the center of the room and looked around.

The servants had searched many times, and the room was a bit messy, and William was really not in it, and there was no clue.

Then, he heard his cell phone ringing, looked at the lonely room, and he took out his phone.

"I'm William." Pretending to be an old voice, small and small, Fu Mochuan was stunned, imagining his serious appearance with a tense little face.

“William？” He looked at the messy little quilt at the head of the bed, and his eyebrows were slightly locked: "The whole family is looking for you, where have you been?" ”

"Tell them for me, I won't go back." William's voice was indifferent: "Also, you broke your promise, Andy will be guarded by me from now on." ”

Fu Mochuan took a deep breath, William's words made him very uncomfortable, and in addition, there was a strange feeling breeding in the bottom of his heart.

He came to protect An Qing?

"William," he said, "where are you?" I need to talk to you. ”

"No need, I gave you a chance." William paused, as if thinking about something, and then spoke, in a small tone, word by word.

"Let me tell you one more thing, I also have a name, called Langcheng."