The gymnasium was full of people, and Fu Mochuan's voice was cold, and he glanced at Fang Ruomi lightly: "We know each other very well?" ”

The smile on Fang Ruomi's face stiffened, but fortunately, he was used to being mean, so he pulled the corners of his lips again after a while: "Ex-girlfriend, do you say you are familiar?" ”

Although it was her wishful thinking, the Fu family regarded her as a future daughter-in-law, and she thought that she should be worthy of the word girlfriend.

Lang Cheng on the side was looking at them with a small face, and when he met his dark and clear pupils, Fang Ruomi winked at him lightly,

Lang Cheng pursed his small lips, and his face was not good.

Fu Mochuan's face was also ugly, people were invincible in the world, and he couldn't do anything to Fang Ruomi on this occasion.

"You should go and check your brain," glancing at her coldly, he said in a deep voice: "Delusion is also a disease, and it must be cured." ”

"I knew you cared about me." Fang Ruomi's face was also thick to a certain extent, and Tian shamelessly threw a wink at him.

He frowned, looked away in disgust, and ignored her.

Fang Ruomi didn't act like a demon anymore, sitting there, his eyes swept over Lang Cheng's expressionless little face, frankly speaking, he combined the advantages of his parents, both An Qing's delicate beauty and Fu Mochuan's cold and noble, no wonder he felt a little familiar for the first time.

Taking advantage of the gap between Fu Mochuan answering the phone, she walked up to Lang Cheng and reached out to pinch his tender little face, but he twisted his eyebrows to avoid it.

This little guy frowned and looked disgusted, it really looked like Fu Mochuan, Fang Ruomi looked at him, and a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

"How nice it would be for you to say who you are at the beginning?" She stared at him: "Little naughty, Auntie didn't have time to hurt you." ”

"I'm not rare." Lang Cheng's little face was cold.

Seeing Fu Mochuan hanging up the phone and walking towards this side, Fang Ruomi smiled lowly, "It's a pity, Auntie loves your father so much, and she will definitely love the house and Wu." ”

She straightened up, Fu Mochuan was close at hand, Lang Cheng glanced at them coldly, and walked away with his little short legs.

"What did you tell him?" Looking at his son's unhappy little face, Fu Mochuan's dark eyes sank.

"I praised him for his cuteness and wanted to get close, but he ruthlessly refused," Fang Ruomi pouted: "No one believes that he is not biological, old classmate, your son's little temper is carved out of the same mold as yours." ”

Fu Mochuan's eyes were very light, and when he looked carefully, there was a stream of ice surging inside, which made people shudder.

"Fang Ruomi, I heard that your family is competing for a project in Beicheng?"

"What do you want to say?" Fang Ruomi's eyebrows jumped, she was also one of the people in charge of that project, and she was very important to her.

"I think you're going to lose."

"Fu Mochuan, don't go too far." Fang Ruomi was startled and couldn't help but scream.

Fu Mochuan glanced at her coldly, "This is also what I want to tell you." He didn't look at her anymore and walked towards Langcheng.

Behind her, Fang Ruomi's eyes narrowed coldly.

Lang Cheng's legs were short, Fu Mochuan quickly caught up with him, followed a few steps without hurrying, and walked forward without raising the head of the little thing, he leaned over directly and copied him in his hand.

"Let go of me," Longcheng grimaced, "I don't want to see you now." ”

"I don't want to explain anything to you, because it's not necessary," he looked at Langcheng's pupils seriously: "I'm not sorry for your mommy." ”

"I don't want to hear it." Lang Cheng looked back coldly: "I'm not Mommy, I believe it when I am coaxed by you, I don't want to care about your affairs, I just hope that you can take a good look at your woman, don't let Mommy meet it too." ”

Although the relationship between father and son has improved somewhat during this time, Lang Cheng has not forgotten the previous mustard for him, and unhappily broke free from his arms and ran to the other side of the playground alone.

Looking at his stubborn little back, Fu Mochuan rubbed the corners of his forehead helplessly, just as An Qing called him, he looked at Lang Cheng with his eyes, and walked to the side to answer.

There were a lot of people on the playground, the children were all wearing the same school uniforms, Lang Cheng ran over, like a drop of water dissolved into the ocean, and soon saw that it was not very real, Fu Mochuan hurriedly said a few words to An Qing, and walked over.

On the other side, Lang Cheng ran away with a negative breath, and then turned his head to look at Fu Mochuan, but before he could see his direction clearly, his little head hurt and hit a person.

"Ouch, I'm sorry." He thought that he had recklessly bumped into someone, and apologized politely, and was about to withdraw from the man's arms, when his mouth and nose tightened, and someone covered his mouth.

There was a very pungent smell between his breaths, and he didn't even struggle for a moment, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

When Fu Mochuan came over, the playground was bustling, and many classes were playing games in full swing, he didn't see Langcheng's figure for a while, and when he was looking for it, his mobile phone vibrated suddenly.

The number was unfamiliar, and a familiar voice came from inside after connecting, and he squinted.

"Brother Mo Chuan," Fan Luowei on the other side of the radio wave seemed to have nothing to do with him, and asked softly and weakly, "I miss you so much, can you come and see me?" ”

He squinted at the playground of laughter and laughter, and before he could speak, he heard her say again: "Your son is also here, we will wait for you to come." ”

"You caught him?" His voice was sharp.

"I just wanted to see him." Fan Luowei said pitifully: "My aunt is not good or incompetent, my nephew is more than four years old, but I haven't seen him once." ”

"Where are you?" As he spoke, his footsteps already walking out, "I warn you, I can't spare you without a single hair." ”

On the other side of the phone, Fan Luowei's eyes were cold, but the words she spit out were very creepy.

"Brother Mochuan, are you going to scare me by this time? You know I'm timid, I used to be scared of a thunderstorm and a wind, and I didn't know what I would do when I was scared. ”

Hearing her threat, Fu Mochuan clenched his phone tightly and said word by word: "Where are you?" ”

"Of course I'm in my own home," Fan Luowei said softly: "Brother Mochuan, people have moved, do you know where I live?" ”

"I'll be there soon!" Then, he added: "What about Langcheng? I want to hear his voice. ”

"You wait," the other side of the phone was silent for a second, and Fan Luowei said coquettishly: "What should I do, he slept so soundly, people are really reluctant to wake him up, Brother Mochuan, come over and talk about it, oh, you are only allowed to come alone." ”

The mobile phone stopped abruptly, Fu Mochuan stared, and quickly dialed a few more calls to go out.

It only took him about ten minutes to get to Van Lowe's new home, and as soon as the door opened, he pushed Van Lowe open and strode in.

"Where's my son?" He quickly searched for a room of more than 100 square meters, but he didn't see the shadow of Langcheng.

Fan Luowei followed, clasped her hands on her chest, and a sneer tugged at her lips, showing off her flirtatious attitude towards him.

"Brother Mochuan, will you stay here for dinner at night? I've been preparing it for a long time, and it's all you like to eat. ”

"Where's my son?" His eyes sank.

Fan Luowei blinked and took a step towards him: "Kiss me and I'll tell you." ”

He pursed his thin lips as he watched Van Lowe move closer to him, her arms slowly reaching towards his neck, she was wearing a sensual pajamas, her hair was fluffy, and her makeup was exquisite, obviously well-groomed.

"Just once, just once......" Her eyes were charming, and when she came over, there was a rich aroma.

Fu Mochuan didn't move, stared at her coldly, and Fan Luowei got closer and closer to him, so close that he could clearly smell his masculine breath, and so close that her lips were close to his well-defined jaw.

It was the breath that fascinated her, and after such a long absence, she raised her red lips and longed for a kiss.

However, just as her lips were about to touch his face, Fu Mochuan's ink eyes narrowed, grabbed her neck, stepped forward, and pushed her against the wall with his backhand.

"One last question, where is my son?"

His hands were very strong, and Fan Luowei was short of breath, listening to Fu Mochuan's cold tone, but suddenly laughed.

"Hehe, cough cough......" Fu Mochuan didn't want to strangle her, her palm was slightly loose, she sneered: "You can't find him, I hid him in a very safe place, no one can find him except me, haha......"

"Do you want to talk about it?" Fu Mochuan's knuckles tightened again, and Fan Luowei grabbed his hand suddenly, her face flushed.

Of course, Fu Mochuan would not kill her, and at the last moment, he let go again, Fan Luowei's body went limp, and he slid down with his back against the wall, holding his neck and panting heavily.

"You kill me, I dare to do this, I don't plan to live anymore, die in your hands, and your son will carry me back, I'm worth it."

It took a long time for her to recover, squatting at Fu Mochuan's feet, tears flowing.

Fu Mochuan was in no mood to appreciate her performance at all, and asked coldly, "Is he really in your hands?" ”

After all, he hadn't heard Longcheng's voice from beginning to end, and he didn't want to be mistaken.

Fan Luowei gasped for a while, still squatting on the floor, looking at him with his back against the wall and saying: "He is wearing a kindergarten uniform today, a white shirt and a dark blue suit, a gentleman like you, he is really beautiful, I really hope he is a baby born to you and me, by the way, I am afraid that he will run around and get lost, so I tied his hands and feet with a rope, and blocked his little mouth, so that he will not be afraid to shout and scream." ”

Fu Mochuan's dark eyes narrowed, and he squatted in front of her suddenly.

"Where the hell is he?"

Van Lowe looked up at him, smiled foolishly, and raised her arms at him.

"Brother Mochuan, the floor is so cold, I want you to pick me up."

Fu Mochuan took a deep breath and gritted his teeth to help her up.

Fan Luowei fell softly in his arms, clutching him as if he had no bones, and said in a flattering voice: "Brother Mochuan, you made people hurt so much just now, I want you to carry me to bed." ”

Fu Mochuan was slaughtered, like dragging a sack, and dragged her to the bed without mercy.

"Ouch, Brother Mochuan, you are really not gentle," Fan Luowei complained, shamelessly pasted it on him again, and her eyes were like silk: "You are the same for your sister?" ”