Fang Tong retracted his hand in pain.

She pursed her lower lip and said, "Let me help you."

The girl saw the suitcase beside her, frowned, and said displeasedly, "Can any woman have a relationship with Mr. Fu these days?"

Fang Tong:...

She felt that this girl might have misunderstood something.

Just when she was about to explain, the girl pushed her again, "Don't block the way, I want to send Mr. Fu in."

No matter how good-tempered Fang Tong was, he was still a little dissatisfied.

What's going on with this guy? Will he die if he hears another explanation?

And he even used his hands and feet.

Fang Tong took a deep breath and reminded, "Miss, can you listen to what I have to say?"

"Didn't you see that I was supporting Mr. Fu? Is there anything to say?"

Jiang Xu'an rolled his eyes at Fang Tong coldly.

In her opinion, Fang Tong was the same as the women who had just fallen in love with Fu Chen. They all wanted to marry into a rich family, they all did it for money, and they all had impure thoughts.

The only difference is that Fang Tong's methods are more sophisticated and he blocks Fu Chen's door.

Jiang Xu'an saw that there was a code lock on the door, and asked Fu Chen in a soft voice, "Mr. Fu, what is the code?"

Fu Chen couldn't help but frown when he saw the familiar door, and then said in a dull voice, "It's Tongtong's birthday."

"Tongtong? Who is that? What is her birthday?"

Fang Tong stood aside, looking slightly startled. Every time she came back before, the door was always opened, so she didn't ask for the password, but she didn't expect that the password turned out to be her birthday.

There was something strange in her heart.

Just when Jiang Xu'an was still confused, Fang Tong stepped forward and pressed the password.

Jiang Xu'an was startled, "How do you know the password? Who are you to Mr. Fu?"

"I am the Tongtong he calls me."

Fu Chen half-closed his eyes and looked towards Fang Tong. He saw a familiar face and a familiar voice. He pushed Jiang Xu'an away and staggered towards Fang Tong.

"Tongtong, I have a headache."

Fang Tong naturally supported him, "You have a headache and you still drink so much. Don't you know your stomach is not good?"

Fang Tong sighed helplessly.

Jiang Xu'an had completely stayed where he was.

Now she wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"You guys, do you really know each other?"

Fang Tong glanced at her and said, "Thank you for sending my uncle back, and leave the rest to me."

As he spoke, Fang Tong helped Fu Chen in with difficulty.

Without even giving Jiang Xu'an a chance to react, he closed the door directly. From the corner of his eye, he saw that his suitcase was still outside, thinking that he would take it in after Fu Chen was settled.

Jiang Xu'an watched the two people walking away and stamped his feet with some dissatisfaction.

She knew that Fu Chen had brought a niece back to China, but she had never seen her. She didn't expect that the first meeting would be so embarrassing.

She sighed. It wasn't her style to lick her face now, so she could only get in the car.

For the first time, Fang Tong felt the disadvantages of having a home that was too big. After walking from the front door to the living room for nearly half an hour, she was almost exhausted.

Fu Chen was dead.

Putting the person on the sofa, she took a long breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

After that, she started to make hangover soup for him, fed him to drink, and took a quilt from upstairs to cover him. After finishing all these tasks, it was already midnight. She was afraid that Fu Chen would have an upset stomach at night, so she did not dare to return to her. I slept in the room, just lying on the sofa on the other side, completely forgetting my luggage outside.

I don't know how long it took, but Fang Tong suddenly felt her body light up, as if she was being held by someone. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the man's sharp jaw. She rubbed it. Rubbing his eyes, "Uncle? Are you awake?"

Fu Chen hummed in a low voice, "It's not comfortable to sleep on the sofa, so I'm going to take you back to the room."

Fang Tong moved slightly, "Uncle, I can just go by myself."

Being held by him, my mood was really strange.

Fu Chen slowly put her down, and then said slowly, "Are you a little heavy recently?"

Fang Tong:...

"uncle!"

Fang Tong's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Fu Chen chuckled a few times, "Well, it's not heavy, it's just that I lack exercise."

Fang Tong snorted, "That's pretty much it."

When Fang Tong was about to enter his room, he suddenly asked him, "Who is the little girl who sent you back today?"

"Huh?" Fu Chen looked at her in confusion, "Isn't the person who sent me back our driver?"

Fang Tong shook his head, "No, she is a little girl. It can be seen that she has some thoughts about you. She is also pretty good-looking, but her personality...may be a little arrogant. Uncle, what do you think? Have you ever thought about it? Find me an aunt to come back to?"

"Little aunt?" Fu Chen licked his back teeth. Because he didn't turn on a particularly bright light, Fang Tong couldn't see clearly when he lowered his eyes. But when the man raised his eyes again, all the emotions in his eyes were gone. It seemed to have completely dissipated.

"In no mood."

"I don't like women."

After saying this, he turned around and walked away, leaving Fang Tong alone in the wind.

What did she hear?

Was she hallucinating?

Is the world crazy?

After Fu Chen returned to the study, the moment he closed the door, he sat on the ground almost exhausted.

He wiped his face, and a trace of pain appeared on his usually cold face.

After living for more than thirty years, he has met all kinds of women, but only one, Fang Tong, has captured his heart.

He held his forehead and thought of the first time he saw Fang Tong.

She was like a broken doll, lying in the intensive care unit, her body emaciated, as if it would disintegrate in the wind.

At that time, the elders of the Fu family said that this was his sister's daughter and could only be his niece. It could only be...

During the months of her pregnancy, she was actually in the intensive care unit. Her heart was injured due to falling into the water, and she sank underwater for too long. Although she was saved, she also suffered from sequelae. The doctors said at the time that she might become a vegetative state forever, but unfortunately, the child in her belly was growing tenaciously, so Fang Tong only woke up from a coma for a few days.

In the end, Fang Tong gave birth to triplets, and Lin Ji gave Li Sichen, who was seriously ill, to Li Sichen without telling him. In a rage, he almost broke Lin Ji's legs.

But looking at Fang Tong, who was particularly weak at the time, he did not dare to tell her the truth after all.

This concealment lasted five years.

Fu Chen murmured to himself, "If you knew what happened back then, would you blame me?"

Fang Tong naturally couldn't hear these words. She returned to the room and lay on the bed, staying up all night, worrying about Fu Chen's sexual orientation.

So much so that when I went to see Fu Huajing and the others the next day, there were big dark circles under his eyes.

Fu Huajing looked at her strangely, "Mom, did you go to rescue patients again last night? Then do you want to rest?"