Where is he still in the mood to quarrel with the little sugar cake.

The little sugar cake jumped off the staff and meowed anxiously towards the room.

Too bad no one understood.

If only Fu Xiao was here!

He must have understood what he meant.

And, if it weren't for him—

It was he who brought the actor here.

The little sugar cake looked at the growing fire, and the fire light illuminated his firm eyes.

The little sugar cake turned to look at everyone, and jumped into the firelight while everyone was not paying attention.

He wants to wake up Rong Hang, even if there is a possibility, he will rescue Rong Hang.

Or, if he goes in, others will try to save him for Fu Xiao's sake.

He knew it was dangerous to go in,

But if he doesn't go in, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

"Little candy" everyone panicked.

But the snow-white figure had already jumped in without looking back.

"Rang Rang—" At this time, a group of black-clothed security guards cleared the way.

Fu Xiao walked in from the crowd calmly, and frowned when he saw the stunned crowd, "What's wrong? Is the fire difficult to control?"

Director Angus said with guilt: "Little Candy Cake just rushed in. I didn't like it, it's all my fault."

Fu Xiao frowned and looked at the fire in the distance.

Angus said quickly: "The fire brigade will be here soon."

If the fire brigade were quick, the cookie might be fine.

But if it's too late-

Angus dared not speak.

Fu Xiao didn't say anything, he took off his jacket and handed it to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang was taken aback and took the clothes.

Director Angus frowned and said, "What are you going to do?"

Fu Xiao loosened the bow tie that affected his activities, and said succinctly, "Go in."

When Feng Jiaming heard it, he grabbed Fu Xiao's hand in disbelief and said, "Are you crazy? It's just a cat, it ran in by itself, do you want to die with it? Is it worth it? ?"

Fu Xiao turned his head and looked at her with dark eyes, with a kind of power in those eyes.

This made Feng Jiaming let go of his hand.

Fu Xiao's eyes flashed with fire, and he said without hesitation, "It's worth it."

Director Angus wants to say something else.

Fu Xiao said, "Notify 120."

Director Angus was taken aback and said, "Is it useful to go to 120 for the little sugar cake?"

120 doesn't save cats either.

Fu Xiao looked at the fire with dark eyes, and said in a calm and determined voice, "There is someone in the fire."

Everyone was stunned.

At this time, Feng Jiaming found a familiar cup in a corner that no one noticed.

This is her cup, how could it be here?

Thinking of Father Zhang's cigarettes, could it be—

Feng Jiaming's eyes shrank suddenly, and while no one was paying attention, he quietly picked up the cup.

The small sugar cake jumped into the fire. Fortunately, the fire outside was far bigger than the fire inside.

Under the high temperature, the small sugar cakes smelled like their hair was burnt.

In the overwhelming smoke, Little Sugar Cake saw Rong Hang at a glance. Rong Hang was awake, but his legs were overwhelmed by the cabinet, so he couldn't move, and his call for help could not be heard outside.

Rong Hang said anxiously when he saw the small candy cake, "little candy cake."

How did the little sugar cake come, such a big fire, how stupid it is to run into the fire.

Also because of yourself?

But what's the use of the small candy cake, he stretched out and passed the small candy cake from the fire to the embarrassed: "Come on!"

If he wants to die, why should he take an innocent life to bury him.

Buttercup didn't leave.

In the midst of the flames, the little cat walked firmly to the side of the cabinet, arched her body in embarrassment, and put her head against the cabinet.

Rong Hang was a little moved and a little worried.

I was moved that a cat still never gave up on him. At the same time, he was also worried that if the fire broke out, the little sugar cake would not be able to get out.

But at this moment, the cabinet that was motionless suddenly moved.

Rong Hang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had an illusion in his despair?

But then, the cabinet moved forward little by little with the little sugar cake.

The moment when the cabinet is completely off his feet.

He saw the dirty cat's eyes twinkle at him.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, Rong Hang covered his mouth and nose, looked at his legs, bit and struggled to stand up, but a sharp pain made his legs unable to move at all.

But the flames had already spread up and down the eaves.

Once it spreads to them, the little sugar cake can't go.

Rong Hang was heartbroken, pushed the small sugar cake and let him go.

At least he can't go, and let the little sugar cake go.

The smoke is getting bigger and bigger, and the people who are burned by the heat are aching.

It's too late for the little sugar cake to go.

Little Sugar Cake looked at Rong Hang's legs and understood at once, but it was too late for him to pull people over from outside.

However, is it necessary to watch Rong Hang be burned to death like this?

Candy cane staring at the fire

Make up your mind, he's going to be human!

No matter what, let Rong Hang go out!

Even if it was sent to the research institute as a test product!

Fu Xiao will definitely save him——

At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

The aggrieved cat immediately stood up, and the aggrieved rushed over there.

Fu Xiao clutched the wet towel, bent down and picked up the small sugar cake, and said concisely, "Where's the person?"

Little Sugar Cake turned to look at Rong Hang.

Fu Xiao walked straight over.

Rong Hang was stunned and coughed and said, "is that you?"

Is it because the little sugar cake is in it?

It did so!

Rong Hang was surprised.

Fu Xiao didn't say much, he was about to carry him on his back.

Clang when a burning log fell from the air, and a tongue of flame rose in the air.

Can such a fire really escape?

Rong Hang felt a chill in his heart, looked at the growing fire outside and made up his mind, "Take the little sugar cake with you."

With him, it is difficult to escape at all.

Fu Xiao turned his head to look at him, and said neatly: "Don't talk nonsense, leave you here, why did Xiao Tangkuo and I come in?"

Rong Hang was taken aback.

Fu Xiao had already handed him the small sugar cake and carried Rong Hang on his back.

When ready to go out.

Fu Xiao said in a low voice, "Be optimistic about it."

Outside.

In a blaze.

Fu Xiao's figure gradually appeared.

And on his back is—

Rong Hang.

Director Angus' mind went blank.

Omg!

Almost, almost he was about to make a big mistake.

☆, the cat hair of the small sugar cake

Fu Xiao's house.

Little Sugar Cake stumbled open his eyes.

Somehow, he was rescued from the fire by Fu Xiao, and was surrounded by a strange sleepiness, and he fell asleep in Fu Xiao's arms on the spot.

I don't know how long have slept now.

The white cat stood up and looked around, it was in Fu Xiao's study.

The night outside the window seemed to be deep, and there was only loneliness left.

He looked up at the hanging clock on the wall, the hour hand pointed to 2.

Is it two in the morning?

"Little candy?" A very familiar voice sounded.

The little sugar cake turned to look at the other side, where was Fu Xiao's office desk, and at this time, Fu Xiao stood up from the chair, with an unconcealed joy on his stern face, his steps lost the calmness of the past, with With very little anxiety on him, walked over to Little Sugar Cake.

Little Sugar Cake's eyes lit up and walked towards Fu Xiao with small steps.

Fu Xiao stretched out his hand.

He went up to the nest skillfully, and rubbed on Fu Xiao's body affectionately.

Fu Xiao hasn't slept yet at two o'clock, is he waiting for him to wake up?

The big pig's hoof still has some conscience, and he is worthy of his usual cover.

And this time, Fu Xiao didn't scratch his chin, but held his front paws, turned him over, and carefully touched him from the head to the feet. After confirming again that there was no problem, he still looked at him worriedly. Holding a small sugar cake, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Under those circumstances, Little Sugar Cake suddenly fell asleep in his arms and couldn't wake up, but he was frightened.

He even handed the end of the fire to Secretary Zhang, and asked Dr. Wu to come over.

Even if Dr. Wu carefully checked Xiaotangcake to ensure that Xiaotangcake was just too tired and would wake up after a sleep, Fu Xiao was still worried and waited for Xiaotangcake to wake up while handling official business.

Fortunately, the little sugar cake finally woke up.

Hearing Fu Xiao's words of concern.

Little Candy Cake raised his head, rolled up his tail lively, and looked at Fu Xiao with a meow of energy.

Full of air.

Fu Xiao was relieved, he stretched out his head mercilessly, flicked the forehead of the small sugar cake and said, "Why did you run in? What's the use of you being so small?"

The cat covered his forehead and meowed in pain.

Big smelly socks are too much!

Little Sugar Cake just wanted to accuse Fu Xiao of what he had just done.

But Fu Xiao squeezed his arms tightly and hugged him tightly in his arms.

The little sugar cake was stunned.

Fu Xiaosi's voice whispered in his ears: "Have you ever thought that if, in case, you didn't come out of the fire, you would—"

He didn't finish his words, and he didn't seem to have the courage to say that word.

Little Sugar Cake's almond-like eyes looked at Fu Xiao ignorantly. At this moment, he seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

He rested his head on Fu Xiao's shoulder, and let Fu Xiao hold it obediently.

Fu Xiao's rare abnormality only lasted for a short moment.

Soon Fu Xiao became the man who could never go wrong in the eyes of Little Sugar Cake.

He put the small sugar cake on the desk, and said with a fleeting sourness in his voice: "Rong Hang is fine, his foot is injured and he needs to stay in the hospital for a few days."

God is fine.

The white long-haired cat sighed in relief.

But he soon discovered that things were not easy.

No, why did Fu Xiao suddenly say this?

He keenly sensed something was wrong, his back stiffened, and he immediately raised his eyes to look at Fu Xiao.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Fu Xiaopi raised the corners of his lips with a smile, and spit out a few words from his thin lips: "Rong Hang and you have a good relationship, how about I go on a business trip in a few days and send you to Rong Hang's house for a while? Sample?"

To die to die—

Little Sugar Cake secretly screamed badly, she rolled up her tail to please, and went forward, her voice very flattering: "Meow meow meow—"

How can you compare to Mr. Fu!

Even if you are on a business trip, I am at home waiting for you to come back!

Little Sugar Cake hurriedly expressed her loyalty, stretched out her head to rub Fu Xiao's hand, and called out sweetly.

Even so, the little sugar cake couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

If you go to the male god's house, don't you live with the male god at the same time? The male god is so gentle and will feed him with his own hands, it's cool to think about it.

The little sugar cake didn't show on her face, she shook her fluffy tail, raised her head and raised her chest, walked around Fu Xiao a few times, rubbing against Fu Xiao as she walked, she was going to do everything she could.

Fu Xiao, who was originally unmoved, suddenly glanced at the part where the tail of the sugar cake connects to the body. A smile flashed in his usually stern eyes, and then he immediately turned his head to look aside, as if he didn't want to make himself laugh. generally.

The little sugar cake, who was familiar with every expression of Fu Xiao, felt bad for a moment, and turned to look at the place where Fu Xiao was just looking.

Then he widened his eyes.

the next morning.

In front of a luxurious floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Little Sugar Cake opened her eyes and stared at herself in the mirror without moving.

Sapphire eyes are full of unrequited love.

Is the cat in the mirror still him?

The fluffy cat had no more snow-white cat hair, and the pure white cat hair adhered to his body and disappeared in front of his ass.

A large chunk of hair is missing from the side of his ass.

gone.

Really Bald Meow Little Sugar Cake lay on the ground and cried out in despair.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.

The little sugar cake immediately stood up and squatted, hiding the bald spot without showing a trace.

The housekeeper grandpa put the cat food on the table.

At this time in the past, the little sugar cake could not wait to jump on it.

The housekeeper's grandfather looked at the small candy cake strangely: "Why don't you eat the small candy cake, isn't it delicious?"

The little sugar cake meowed reluctantly.

Fu Xiao glanced at him, looked away unnaturally, coughed lightly, and couldn't help covering his lips with his hands.

Little Sugar Cake glared at Fu Xiao angrily.

Fu Xiao immediately said seriously, "It's not hungry yet."

After the housekeeper's grandfather left, Little Sugar Cake was relieved when he saw that there was no one else to his left, jumped onto the table and sighed, and began to eat his breakfast sadly.

Seeing his sullen appearance, Fu Xiao comfortably touched the small sugar cake's hair and said, "Don't be sad, your hair is all burnt. We won't be able to tell if there is any burn unless it is shaved clean."

Little Sugar Cake looked sadly at her cat meal, and buried her head in it sadly.

The cats who came to the yard for breakfast this morning found a strange thing. Their eldest, who used to be lively and active, was squatting on the stool today.

Silly Baitian asked strangely, "Little white cat, what's the matter with you?"

Little Sugar Cake held back the grief in her heart: "It's okay, I'm too tired to stand, I just want to squat."

Xiao Hei, who was already a big cat, licked silly Baitian's fur, and couldn't help but think that Xiao Tang Cake was really a strange cat.

The yard is also alive today.

The extremely thick-skinned fat orange shameless and only a few months old kitten boasted: "Alas, many humans like me and want to be my master, so I just reluctantly agreed to make them not sad. ."

The kittens looked at the fat orange with star eyes full of admiration, and said in a milky voice, "Really?"

"Is this still fake?" Fat Orange sighed, "Being liked by too many people is also an annoyance. I'm tired of running around several houses every day."

The kittens were even more envious.

The mother cat on the side rolled her eyes, stretched out her paws, slapped one of the kittens on the head, slapped their sweet dreams, and pulled them away.

Seeing that every cat was doing its own thing, Little Sugar Cake heaved a sigh of relief, and while everyone was not paying attention, he stood up and stretched his numb hind legs.

He was about to sit back when he turned his head, just in line with Fat Orange's gaze.

Little Sugar Cake just wanted to stretch out his front paws to signal Fat Orange to shut up.

However, before he could speak, the next second, Fat Ju rolled on the ground while laughing while holding his stomach, and shouted: "Hahaha, the little white cat is finally bald! He is bald!"

Dozens of pairs of cat-eye brushes glanced at the small sugar cake.

Under the shocked gazes of the cats, the little candy cake maintained the posture of sticking out his left front paw, and raised his head and screamed in grief and indignation in the eyes of the cats: "Meow—"

Fat orange!

I have a mortal hatred with you!

After the cat's breakfast is gone.

Silly Baitian didn't leave, Xiaohei wondered, "Why don't you go back?"

Although Silly Baitian played with him outside when his master went to work, but in the morning after eating, when his master was at home preparing to go to work, Silly Baitian would still go home for face at that time every day.

Silly Baitian sighed and said, "I don't want to go back?"

Xiao Hei stood up abruptly and said, "Why didn't you go back, did your master bully you?"

He knows that humans are reliable!

Silly Baitian shook her head and said, "I saw the woman who often came to Xiaobai Mao's house. She often came to my master's house these days, and I even saw them hugging each other. I don't want her to be my mistress."

The little sugar cake who was squatting on the stone steps suddenly stood up, and his eyes lit up!

A woman who comes often? Feng Jiaming?

Has she hugged Fu Wei?

What have they hooked up with?

The little sugar cake cheered up and couldn't help but scratch his claws. He must find a way to tell Fu Xiao this kind of thing, he can't let Fu Xiao run horses over his head!

He turned to silly Baitian and asked Feng Jiaming to inform him the next time he went to find Fu Wei.

Silly Baitian agreed and left.

At this moment, Fu Xiao walked out.

Little Sugar Cake looked at Fu Xiao with deep eyes.

Waiting for him to bring Fu Xiao to catch Fu Weifeng Jiaming.

Fu Xiao will definitely be grateful to himself and give him a snack.

From now on, he will live a fairy life of delicious mountain and sea delicacies, endless dried fish, and two ice creams every day.

Fu Xiao smiled bitterly and looked at the little candy cake who didn't know what he was thinking about: "Let's go, let's go see Rong Hang."

In Rong Hang's ward.

The gentle and handsome man is resting in front of the hospital bed.

Fu Xiao came in with a small sugar cake.

Rong Hang smiled and said, "Is the little sugar cake here?"

The little sugar cake originally wanted to jump on Rong Hang, but when he thought of Fu Xiao who was holding him——

He could only squat on Fu Xiao with restraint, looking at Rong Hang with bright eyes.

Fu Xiao sat on the sofa beside him and said, "Secretary Zhang has already sent to investigate the cause of the fire, and the results will be available in the next two days."

Rong Hang nodded. He looked at Fu Xiao and Xiao Tangcake and said, "Thank you."

Fu Xiao said lightly: "No thanks, if something happens to you, the movie will not go on, and the stars will suffer heavy losses." Rong Hang hid the injury this time.

The reason is that he is afraid that his injury will have a negative impact on the crew.

Fu Xiao also remembered this favor.

Rong Hang looked at Fu Xiao and frowned slightly. This time Fu Xiao can be said to have saved his life. Did Fu Xiao really come here just to see him?

You know, his contract is about to expire.

Is Xingchen really willing to let him go?

"I'm here to negotiate a contract with you." Sitting on the sofa, Fu Xiao held a small sugar cake and said this sentence directly.

Rong Hang was taken aback by Fu Xiao's confession. He thought for a while before saying, "What does Mr. Fu think?"

Fu Xiao shuffled through the long hair of the small sugar cake with his fingers: "Of course I want to renew the contract with you."

A frequent visitor to the International Mainstream Gold Awards.

In other words, when it comes to domestic actors, the world's first reaction is Rong Hang.

Foreign media once commented on Rong Hang like this - only one Rong Hang has appeared in Asia in the past 100 years.

And Xingchen has only cultivated one Ronghang in the world over the years.

Besides, Rong Hang is in his prime as an actor, how could Xingchen let him go?

There is a little struggle in Rong Hang's eyes. He is not an innocent person. After being rescued by Fu Xiao yesterday, he has been thinking about this problem, but now that the knife has finally fallen, he is more relaxed.

He originally didn't want to be bound and wanted to set up his own studio, but Fu Xiao rescued him.

It's a life saver after all.

What's more, after getting along with him a few times, Rong Hang's view on Fu Xiao has changed a lot. It seems that it is not impossible to cooperate with Fu Xiao. He hesitated for a moment and was about to agree.

But Fu Xiao said, "Don't remember to promise. I know you are hesitant because I saved you, but it has nothing to do with renewing the contract."

He scratched the chin of the sugar cake and looked at the white long-haired cat in his arms: "I saved you just because of the sugar cake. You don't need to confuse these two things."

Rong Hang was taken aback.

What does Fu Xiao mean?

Fu Xiao said, "I know you want to set up an independent studio."

Rong Hang was silent and did not deny it.

Fu Xiao added: "That's why you want to set up a studio to get your own movies out of your country, or else you won't accept this movie, and Xingchen's purpose is also this."

"It's not enough to do this on your own. Xingchen can help you more."

"I can give you a lot of freedom, I can't say it without proof, this is the contract, you can see-"

Rong Hang took over the contract and flipped through a few pages. The more he read, the more frightened he became. After reading it, he said in disbelief, "Xingchen and I set up my studio together?"

Fu Xiao nodded in disbelief.

Rong Hang closed the contract and closed his eyes. The temptation of this contract was too great. Even if Fu Xiao didn't save him, he would hesitate.

But since Fu Xiao had already prepared such a contract, why should he give it to him at this time?

Wasn't Fu Xiao afraid that he thought that he would be self-defeating because of his favor?

The doubts in his eyes were too obvious, and Fu Xiao also noticed it, he evoked a confident smile and said: "You are a bright person, this contract is open and honest, and I have nothing to avoid. Why can't I give it to you at this time?"

People like He Ronghang don't need to use the means of shopping malls.

The same is the best.

Rong Hang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "Fu Xiao, you are really a person full of surprises. I never seem to know you."

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows.

Rong Hang closed the contract and said, "I promise."

Fu Xiao was not surprised when he achieved his goal, he picked up the small sugar cake and prepared to leave.

Before he left, Rong Hang suddenly asked, "What will happen if I don't promise you?"

Fu Xiao paused, smiled and said nothing.

If Rong Hang does not agree, an independent investment company called Heishan will soon find him and inject capital into his studio with conditions that he cannot refuse.

Fu Xiao hugged the cat in his arms and walked away quickly.

What he saw, of course, was inevitable.

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☆、Fu Xiao's kindness

When Fu Xiao left Rong Hang, he did not go home directly, but went to the company

The little sugar cake raised his head, and his round eyes looked at Fu Xiao suspiciously.

"There is one more thing to solve." Fu Xiao patted his head, as if remembering something, his eyes were cold and said, "After all, you are not something that a cat or a dog can bully."

The results of the investigation into the fire have come out.

It's time to do the reckoning.

Fu Xiao closed the screen of his phone, thinking of the news he had just received, it was just time for him to rush back to the company.

As soon as you arrive at the door of the company.

The little sugar cake jumped down first and stretched.

A familiar voice came to my ears.

this sound?

The little sugar cake looked solemn, and jumped in the direction from which the voice came.

The voice came over there-

"Hey, Xiao Fang, it's fine if you don't see me, it's not right if you don't let Xiaoyou see me, Xiaoyou is my daughter." Father Zhang's shameless voice sounded.

Little Sugar Cake didn't run a few steps when he saw Zhang's father standing behind Secretary Zhang and his sister.

His sister was carrying a heat preservation box apparently to give food to Secretary Zhang.

She was being protected by Secretary Zhang at this time.

The people around have gathered around and pointed at the two brothers and sisters of Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang looked at Father Zhang very annoyed, just like looking at a mass of garbage stuck to his body.

The little sugar cake rushed over from the side and blocked in front of Secretary Zhang.

This kind of scum, leave it alone, let him come!

Father Zhang was stunned for a moment and then saw the small sugar cake. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. He forced himself to take a step forward and said, "Xiao Fang, I didn't want to embarrass you."

The last time was beaten by that cat, still had a dull pain.

God knows what this cat grew up eating, it hurts to fight.

Secretary Zhang was taken aback when he saw the small sugar cake.

He immediately thought of something and turned to look in the direction where the small sugar cake appeared. Sure enough, Fu Xiao appeared in his sight, and Secretary Zhang's heart trembled. He didn't want to disturb President Fu because of these little things.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu found out.

Fu Xiao looked at Secretary Zhang with mirror-like eyes.

Secretary Zhang did not dare to see Fu Xiao for a while.

There were more and more people around, probably because Father Zhang looked old, with gray hair and worn-out clothes, and Secretary Zhang’s watch only cost several million.

So everyone pointed at Secretary Zhang.

Obviously, in their eyes, they were probably convinced that Secretary Zhang was the son of the old father who didn't care about the evil.

There are some people who work in Xingchen. Although they dare not say anything, they despise Secretary Zhang in their hearts.

After all, Secretary Zhang's reputation in the company has not been very good, and even some vicious people who have had a holiday with Secretary Zhang regard Secretary Zhang as a dog under Fu Xiao's hands.

It's all because of how happy he is to please Fu Xiao that he has today's status.

It is not surprising for such a person to abandon his father.

But Little Sugar Cake knew that wasn't the case.

He knew too well how virtuous Father Zhang was.

He saw that Secretary Zhang's face turned pale, and Xiaoyou became more embarrassed and almost cried.

Candy cane sighed.

He is the most unattractive girl sad.

His mother told him that all girls' tears are very precious, and boys should protect girls from tears.

Little Sugar Cake stretched out his paws towards Father Zhang, growled lowly, and approached him step by step.

Such a shameless person is talking nonsense with him, just beat him and run away.

Anyway, he is Fu Xiao's cat.

Have the ability to trouble him.

As for the cute and soft image he worked so hard to create——

Ugh!

Secretary Zhang owes him a hundred small dried fish!

The white cat has a fluffy tail and fluffy snow-white long hair, which makes the cat look extraordinarily large. Under the thick collar hair, the pace is vigorous, and it even carries a few traces of beast-like majesty.

Father Zhang felt threatened by the little sugar cake, and took a few steps back in fear.

And the little sugar cake didn't have time to do anything else.

Fu Xiao appeared and hugged him.

Little Sugar Cake was struggling to jump out of Fu Xiao's arms.

Fu Xiao lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Don't you want Mao on the other side too?"

The little sugar cake squatted obediently in Fu Xiao's arms in an instant.

Seeing this, Father Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but his face was not obvious. With his gray hair, he said angrily to the crowd: "Is this still fair? Xiaofang, you don't want me as a father, it doesn't matter, but you Why don't you let Xiaoyou come back, Xiaoyou is my daughter, she has let go of me since she was a child, it's fine if you keep talking ill of me to her, why did you stop her from getting close to me?"

Secretary Zhang was almost laughed at, what the man did, how dare he say it now?

But Secretary Zhang is the best.

He couldn't let him tell the unbearable memories of those years in front of so many people.

Father Zhang also nailed this point, so he was unscrupulous.

Secretary Zhang plans to force the security to drive him away as before, and then find someone to teach him a lesson.

Who knew that Fu Wei appeared at this time.

Fu Wei didn't want to worry about this.

But the grey and pitiful look of the old man really stung his heart.

Father used to be a very important word in his heart, affecting him throughout his teenage years.

What's more, he is also a member of the company now. Now that the Internet is so developed, Secretary Zhang's behavior has a very bad social impact. If the public finds out, it will not be good for their company's image.

And his elder brother Fu Xiao seemed to be on the side of Secretary Zhang and didn't want to take care of it.

Fu Wei felt that there was no way he could ignore it.

He stood up and thought about it and said, "Secretary Zhang, no matter what happened in the past, should I give Uncle a chance now, sit down and have a good talk and give each other a chance to communicate."

Fu Wei is not stupid, he doesn't want to take his brother's face, and he thinks what he said makes sense. He didn't ask Secretary Zhang to make any concessions, but just sat down and talked.

No matter what, it looks better than standing here in a stalemate.

Father Zhang said, "Yes, Xiao Fang, we should have a good talk. There are too many misunderstandings between us."

But Fu Wei obviously didn't think that he belonged to the unimportant part in Secretary Zhang's eyes. Secretary Zhang was not happy at first, and said directly: "What are we talking about? We don't need the second young master to take care of our family affairs, the second young master might as well. Take care of your own projects first, you can use more snacks, don't ask for leave every three days, our secretary department can also work less overtime."

Embarrassment flashed in Fu Wei's eyes. These days, in order to see Jiaming, he did ask for more time off.

He couldn't help but look at Fu Xiao.

He also knew a little about the relationship between the eldest brother and Jiaming. But Jiaming doesn't like eldest brother at all, not to mention that eldest brother doesn't seem to like Jiaming much. Although he is a little sorry for eldest brother, he will make up for eldest brother in the future.

Thinking of this, Fu Wei felt relieved, and he continued to persuade Secretary Zhang: "No matter what, he is your father. Your sister is still so young, isn't it good to give her a complete home?"

Secretary Zhang sneered: "If I could choose, I wouldn't want to be his son."

Father Zhang wiped his eyes with his hands, as if wiping

Going to tears: "I know you don't like me and think I'm incompetent, but Xiaoyou is not an adult yet. Logically, I should be her guardian. I hope you return her to me."

With the money-losing goods in hand, was afraid that the little cub would not give in.

He said it pitifully, and everyone couldn't help but look at Secretary Zhang and whispered in his mouth.

"I didn't expect Secretary Zhang to be such a person. I don't think my mother is ugly. Why is he like this?"

"What's so strange about this? He has always looked down on others in the company. It would be strange if he didn't."

"Wow, it's really too much, it's shameless."

"My son is like this in the future, I would rather kill him."

Fu Wei couldn't help but say, "Secretary Zhang, how can you do this? Do you know that you are breaking the law? If you are obsessed, then we will ask the police to deal with this matter."

Fu Xiao, who had been silent, looked at Father Zhang and shook his head. "I've always been curious about how shameless a person can be."

Human nature can always surprise him, and the lower limit is sometimes terrifyingly low.

Father Zhang was stunned for a moment and then said angrily, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Xiao held the small sugar cake and said coldly, "I'm saying you are shameless."

Fu Wei moved his lips and couldn't help but say, "Brother, how can you say that." Even if you are protecting Secretary Zhang, you can't be like this, right?

Father Zhang rolled his eyes and opened his hand, revealing the scar on his hand that was scratched by the cat, as if he had inadvertently shown it in front of everyone. How can you offend Mr. Fu, you can let your cat bite me, why are you insulting me like this?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Fu Xiao, but because of Fu Xiao's majesty, they didn't dare to say anything.

Fu Wei knew that Little Sugar Cake was fierce, but he couldn't believe that his brother would do such a thing. He bit his head and explained, "There must be a misunderstanding, right brother."

This scum who reverses black and white, the little sugar cake is itching with anger.

Fu Xiao comfortably touched the small candy cake, and said indifferently, "Well, it was the small candy cake, but the small candy cake should be taken more seriously."

Everyone looked at Fu Xiao in shock.

Even Secretary Zhang couldn't help but look over.

Fu Xiao paused for a moment and said with a bit of irony in his voice: "If you catch you a little harder, you can't set fire on the set, can you?"

This sentence is shocking.

Father Zhang said in a conditioned reflex: "No, you are framing me."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to think that this was the case, and he straightened his waist as if he was strong on the outside and dry on the inside and said, "I don't have it. You fabricated evidence to frame me."

Fu Xiao looked suspiciously and looked back and forth.

Father Zhang was still there arguing and defending.

At this time, Xiaoyou finally couldn't bear it anymore. She pulled her brother away and held his hand, walked out from behind Secretary Zhang, and scolded Father Zhang, "Shut up, why are you so embarrassed to come to us."

The thin girl stood strong in front of her brother. The girl lifted the bottom of her long skirt a little bit. The girl's fair calf was densely covered with uneven prototype scars. Everyone felt pain for the girl.

The girl said with a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Why do you have the face to say that you want to rebuild the father-daughter relationship with me? Have you forgotten all these scars? You burned them with cigarette butts one by one."

Zhang's father suddenly felt guilty. It was ten years ago, and he couldn't remember it a little. It seemed that when he lost a lot at that time, he really got angry with the losers a few times, but that was also because the losers were not obedient and knew how to cry. , crying makes him upset.

The girl clenched her brother's hand tightly. The painful memories of her childhood were too obvious and deeply imprinted in her memory. She pouted at Zhang's father: "If it weren't for my brother, our family would have died in the rotten ditch long ago. The two words I am most afraid of are dad. What else do you do besides drinking, gambling, beating people? From childhood to adulthood, we are all your punching bags. If you want to fight, you can scold you. It’s not easy at home. You take all the money to bet. Mom doesn’t live up to her expectations. She only dares to cry when you beat her. Only my brother protects us. So he was beaten the most by you. He was about the same age as I am now, and he had to go out to work every day. If I hadn't met President Fu, I'd be ruined for the rest of my life!"

For her father, she only hated her, but she was really sad and angry with her mother.

"Xiaoyou!" Secretary Zhang didn't expect his sister to remember those things.

When his sister was seven years old, that scum went to prison. He thought that her sister would gradually forget, so she never mentioned it when she was growing up. Let the bad memories of my sister come back again.

The girl's eyes glowed with painful memories. She clenched her brother's hand and said, "Why didn't you die in prison, why are you still alive like a scumbag? Didn't you come to us for money? Me and you Say, don't even think about taking a penny from us for the rest of your life! Don't force your brother, it's a big deal for me and you to die!"

"Xiaoyou!" Secretary Zhang's voice was a little stern, how could my sister say such a thing?

Everyone looked at Father Zhang and couldn't believe that the person in front of him was such a scumbag, but the scars on the girl's body were like mountains. Those scars didn't look like an accident at all, they were clearly intentional injuries.

Fu Wei was speechless and didn't know what to say.

At this time, several policemen came and said to everyone, "Who is Zhang Youde?"

Father Zhang raised his head.

The policeman walked over and said, "You need to go back with us to investigate because you are suspected of arson. Come with us."

Now what's going on is revealed.

The secretary-

Fu Wei blushed and said to Secretary Zhang, "I—"

Secretary Zhang waved his hand coldly and interrupted: "You don't need to apologize."

Fu Weiwei was stunned.

Secretary Zhang looked at him and said a word: "Second Young Master, you are not bad, I know. But your kindness is pale but weak, like a piece of paper." It stands to reason that Fu Wei, who left home when he was young Losing the umbrella prematurely is not all smooth sailing, but Fu Wei always carries a well-protected innocence.

Many people are indeed very kind. They are treated gently by the world from the moment they are born. They have never experienced darkness, and are naturally pure and white like white paper.

But some came from the darkness, but still did not change their kindness.

This is what Secretary Zhang admires most about President Fu.

He always remembered that many years ago, he was just a doorman in a hotel. When he was forced to take risks by the scumbag's gambling debts and stole the watch of the unsmiling young master who often came, the quiet boy looked at him. His eyes were cold and warm.

Over the years, even if others said he was a dog by Mr. Fu's side, he never cared.

Fu Xiao's office.

Fu Xiao handed a document to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang opened it and was stunned for a moment. It was all evidence of Father Zhang's crime.

He looked at Fu Xiao in amazement.

Fu Xiao shook his head and said, "I have already prepared these things for you. I was waiting for you to come to me, but I didn't expect—" He counted the days, and Zhang's father was about to be released from prison. He originally thought that Secretary Zhang would come if he couldn't solve it. Looking for him, I didn't expect Secretary Zhang to carry it all the time.

Secretary Zhang's eyes moved and said, "Fu—"

Fu Xiao waved his hand and interrupted: "You, you, you need to change your temper, don't carry everything by yourself."

Secretary Zhang smiled, rarely taking off the mask for many years, and said like an old friend for many years: "You are not too, don't do everything for others, but don't say anything. Sooner or later, you will suffer. "

Fu Xiao smiled, he did those things and never thought of what he wanted.

He looked at the candy cane.

Understand him, naturally understand.

I don't understand, what's the point of what he said?

☆、Fu Xiao and Feng Jiaming's contract termination

After finishing the matter of Secretary Zhang, Little Sugar Cake found that the blue progress bar that he had not moved for a long time took a big step forward.

Sure enough, Secretary Zhang was closely related to Fu Xiao's fate. In the original book, Secretary Zhang was stabbed at home because of Zhang's father. This time, Zhang's father was punished for several crimes. Don't worry that when you meet him, Father Zhang will never stab Secretary Zhang again. In this way, Fu Xiao's fate has naturally changed.

Little Sugar Cake lowered his head in thought.

Does this mean that what happened to Secretary Zhang and Fu Xiao's car accident was not an accident?

If it wasn't an accident, who did it?

As the greatest vested interest in the previous life.

Fu Wei doesn't seem to have that courage?

Fu's father and Fu Xiao are also not guilty of water from wells, and now because of his "true love", they don't seem to have time.

Could it be someone from the company?

But he can't go to the company!

He lay sadly in the princess tent.

How to do this.

Fu Xiao touched Little Sugar Cake's frustrating little head for no apparent reason, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you?"

But Little Sugar Cake didn't stick to Fu Xiao's hand like she used to act like a spoiled child. Her heart was full of thoughts and the burden on her shoulders looked at Fu Xiao with "you don't understand" eyes. She sighed deeply and continued. Lie back to the cathouse.

Fu Xiao:  …

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, the soft and tender cry of a kitten suddenly came.

Little Candy Cake's pointed ears trembled, looking up at the direction where the sound came from.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, two months-old kittens slapped the window in front of the transparent window.

The white long-haired cat came out of the pink princess tent in confusion, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and asked, the furry head curiously approached the two kittens and said, "Kitten, what's the matter with you?"

The little white cats couldn't hide things in their eyes. They squatted obediently in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and stared curiously at the bald piece of Sugar Cake, asking questions that directly hit their souls: "Brother Little Sugar Cake, you are going to become a bald cat. Did it? Uncle Fat Orange said, you lost your hair and became a bald cat because of gluttony, eating too much, and not exercising? Is that so?"

How could that fat orange have the nerve to spread rumors that he ate too much and turned into a bald cat?

Obviously he eats more than pigs!

Another little lihua stretched out its paws and patted the silly head of the little white cat mercilessly: "What are you talking about?"

The little white cat covered his head with his claws aggrieved, and looked at the little raccoon with tears in his eyes.

It said something wrong, why did the brother beat him.

Xiaolihua apologized to Little Sugar Cake seriously and said, "Brother is ignorant, you don't mind if you talk nonsense."

The little sugar cake was finally relieved.

Finally a sensible cat.

The little lihua, who looks like a mature big cat, turned her head to correct the little white cat and said firmly: "Obviously, little sugar cake brother is shedding hair because of picky eaters. Everyone says that, don't talk nonsense!"

Small sugar cake: ? ? ?

With tears streaming down his face, he thought it wasn't much better.

But everyone?

Thinking of a possible small sugar cake, she stood up tremblingly, and asked with a trembling voice: "Who are you referring to?" Not all cats in the cat group will be here tomorrow.

Isn't this what he meant?

The little white cat answered innocently: "All cats know it, Uncle Fat Orange told everyone, and other cats know it too. I heard that they nicknamed little sugar cake brother the bald butt cat. Wang. Hahaha, this name is so apt."

Bald ass Elvis?

The little sugar cake, who had been expecting to have a majestic nickname among the cats, let out a meow in grief and indignation.

Ah ah ah!

There is a mortal feud between him and Fat Orange.

This revenge will not be avenged!

He, he swears not to be human!

Xiaolihua slapped her brother's head with another paw. The smarter one faintly noticed that something was wrong, and it quickly left a sentence: "Silly Baitian let me tell you, that woman went to his master, now They are at the entrance pavilion in the garden."

Then he ran away with his brother.

The little sugar cake boss looks so scary.

The little sugar cake, who was still immersed in the grief of that nickname, woke up with a jolt.

that woman?

Feng Jiaming?

Did she go to Fu Wei?

Thinking about what that means.

Originally, the grief-stricken little sugar cake sharpener was sharpening his claws, but now he is in a bad mood. The two happened to bump into each other. He wanted to scratch Fu Wei from head to toe to vent the stinky socks.

But the most important thing now is to let Big Smelly Socks know about it.

He turned his head to look at Fu Xiao, who was unaware, sitting in the living room rarely leisurely reading the newspaper, his eyes sad.

The grass is about to be planted on the head, what newspapers are you reading!

So, Fu Xiao saw the little sugar cake, who usually hates going out for a walk, jumped up to his feet majestically, grabbed his legs and feet aggressively, and desperately held him outside.

What happened to this little grandpa?

Who else pissed him off?

Fu Xiao reluctantly put down the newspaper and went out with the little sugar cake.

In front of the Fu family's several villas, there are separate gardens and independent security. There is also a large garden and matching tennis courts, golf courses, and swimming pools between the villas. The pavilion, as Silly Bai Tian said, is only in the large garden.

The daily maintenance of the big garden and the security of the gate were originally managed by Grandpa Fu. Now that he has gone out, he didn't want to bother his eldest grandson with these trivial matters, so he handed all the chores to his son who was not good enough.

It is for this reason that Father Fu often appears in public gardens.

So Fu Xiao rarely appears here.

And today, the little sugar cake, who didn't know what the wind was blowing, pulled himself out, and Fu Xiao, who was helpless, could only follow.

Walking to the entrance of the big garden, this is also the entrance of the gate of Fu's house.

The little sugar cake gasped for breath, ready to go straight towards the pavilion with Fu Xiao's pants in his mouth.

At this moment, a voice suddenly called from behind, "Axiao—"

The little sugar cake turned his head suspiciously towards the entrance of the door and came out.

A thin, gray-haired woman who looked about forty years old came over, supported by a strong old woman.

Who is this?

The gray-haired middle-aged lady looked beautiful and bright between her eyebrows and eyes, especially her pair of eyes. They were not as gentle as ordinary women, but with a dash of energy. At this time, they looked a little gloomy. The woman was well-maintained, but the gray hair, as if speechlessly telling others that time has not been kind to this person.

Between the woman's brows and eyes, Little Sugar Cake always felt inexplicably familiar.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and he turned to look at Fu Xiao.

Yes!

The man's eyes were exactly the same as Fu Xiao's.

The little sugar cake looked ugly.

He knew the identity of this woman.

Little Sugar Cake was shocked by the woman's thick skin, how could she be so embarrassed to come?

He did not forget Fu Xiao's scars all over his body.

He looked at Fu Xiao worriedly.

He raised his tail, his ears were lowered, his whole body was fried, and he stood in front of Fu Xiao. The little cat tried to protect Fu Xiao, and he snarled lowly at the woman who approached him. Although Little Sugar Cake was not yet an adult, he was too big. He stood in front of Fu Xiao, and the two did not dare to move forward.

The woman looked at Fu Xiao with her lips together: "A Xiao."

She is Fu Xiao's mother——

Song Mingwei, the former eldest lady of the Song family and the former hostess of the Fu family.

Fu Xiao's eyes were cold as he looked at the security guard who was chasing him.

The security guard's heart froze in a cold sweat, knowing that he had done something wrong. Originally, he thought this was President Fu's biological mother, and he wanted to please President Fu before letting her in.

But that doesn't seem to be the case at all.

President Fu treats his mother as indifferent as a stranger.

Mother and son are like mortal enemies.

Song Mingwei glanced at the security guard: "It has nothing to do with him." She looked around, her eyes flashed with sadness, she also grew up here when she was young.

The old woman next to her said, "Even if my young lady has broken up with that bastard Fu Yunxi, my Song family is still a family friend of the Fu family. Why can't our young lady come to the Fu family now?"

Song Mingwei stopped the old woman and prevented her from continuing. Song Mingwei looked at Fu Xiao and said, "I just wanted to come and see you."

Shameless!

Little Sugar Cake stepped forward and roared, wishing to throw them on their faces.

Thinking of what he had seen before, his heart ached a little, for the little Fu Xiao he had never seen before.

Fu Xiao picked up the small sugar cake.

Little Sugar Cake was still struggling to jump off Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao comfortably touched the small sugar cake, looked at Song Mingwei, his warm eyes immediately turned to indifferent: "want to see me, why haven't you seen enough before?"

"You liked these animals when you were young." Song Mingwei was not angry. Seeing Fu Xiao holding a small sugar cake, she recalled something in her eyes. In those sharp eyes that Fu Xiao had never seen any tenderness, a hint of tenderness flashed, That was something Fu Xiao had never seen or received, and it belonged to his mother's tenderness.

Rao is a person who Fu Xiao has long known what the person in front of him looks like.

In the end, it is the deepest feeling in the heart.

Deep doubts from the depths of countless dreams when was young.

Don't you deserve to be liked? Therefore, even the flesh and blood of close relatives hates themselves so much.

Even though he was so strong that he didn't need this answer, he still had an obsession in his heart to know the answer.

only

The little sugar cake moved from Fu Xiao's imprisoned embrace, and licked Fu Xiao's profile worriedly.

Fu Xiao felt a slightly warm feeling from his chin, and when he looked down, he saw Xiao Tang Cake's pure blue eyes full of worry.

Fu Xiao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were full of relief. He was brooding about his childhood, and he couldn't calm down about those feelings.

Seeing that Fu Xiao didn't answer, she said to herself, "The doctor said that my condition is well controlled and I can be discharged from the hospital." She looked at Fu Xiao, just like a mother looking at her son, with a deep voice in her voice. Deep guilt: "Axiao, I'm sorry, in those years, I was like in a dream, I couldn't control myself at all. I can't forgive myself for the rest of my life."

"Don't forgive me." Fu Xiao interrupted coldly, "How do you have anything to do with me?"

Song Mingwei was taken aback.

The woman next to her, Liu Ma, couldn't help but scold: "The Fu family really doesn't have a good thing. The lady worked so hard to conceive and gave birth to you in October. The Song family raised you to the age of 10, and now I only stay in the Fu family for more than ten years. In 2010, the Song family forgot all the kindness that the Song family gave you. What a fool."

She was Song Mingwei's nanny. She grew up with Song Mingwei. She was waiting for Song Mingwei to get married. She retired and returned to her hometown. She didn't expect to return after more than ten years. The originally elegant and smart lady went crazy and went to a mental hospital. She has been taking care of Song Mingwei in the mental hospital with the feeling of repaying her kindness. I don't know anything about the past ten years, I just heard it from others. I only know that the young lady is more strict with Fu Xiao, and after Fu Xiao was picked up by the Fu family, she has not come back to see the young lady for nearly 20 years.

After the young lady recovered from her illness, the first thing she did was to look at Fu Xiao eagerly.

Compared with the hatchback, she is even more worthless as a young lady.

Song Mingwei interrupted Liu Ma's words and said, "Axiao is not wrong, I am sorry for him."

Fu Xiao was only bored by the scene of bitterness in front of him. He picked up the small sugar cake, looked down at Song Mingwei, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "You hate me, and I hate you, so why be so pretentious? Letting you live like this is my biggest concession. ."

The remnants of the Song family, the existence of Madam Song, and the so-called ridiculous benevolence that he almost didn't want to mention.

More importantly, he didn't want to get his hands dirty for such a person.

Song Mingwei shook hands, bit her lip, and smiled sadly. She just wanted to say something—

Liu Ma interrupted: "Miss, let's go. This kind of wolf-hearted person is not worth it." She glanced at Fu Xiao, and she said with anger in her heart: "He is a murderer. Killing his grandfather is a bad person from a young age."

bang-

Suddenly there was a sound from the corner.

Several people looked in the direction of the voice.

Fu Wei and Feng Jiaming appeared.

They just held their hands tightly together.

Fu Xiao looked towards the two of them.

The two also looked at Fu Xiao suspiciously—

The man just said that Fu Xiao was a murderer.

The two made a sound when they were surprised. Seeing Fu Xiao looking over, Fu Wei said hello, "Brother."

Feng Jiaming was in a turmoil. She knew that Fu Xiao was cold-hearted, but she never thought that Fu Xiao would kill people.

The little sugar cake was so angry that he almost jumped out of Fu Xiao's arms. What nonsense is this person talking about?

When Liu Ma saw everyone looking at her, she snorted coldly: "I'm not wrong, that year the master died of a heart attack in the study, and Fu Xiao was in the study. When the master died, the medicine was scattered on his feet. While Fu Xiao was in the study all afternoon, he watched the master get sick. He could have picked up the medicine to save the master or went outside to find someone, but he did nothing. It wasn't him who killed him. Who?"

Candy can't believe it.

Even if he had long known that Fu Xiao's dark past was inseparable from his tyrant grandfather. The collapse of the Song family started with the death of the old man Song.

But even so, Little Sugar Cake firmly believed that Fu Xiao would not do such a thing.

Fu Xiao has his perseverance and bottom line.

Although don't know what will happen next...

Little Sugar Cake is extremely confident that now Fu Xiao is still abiding by these.

But Fu Xiao didn't have any explanation, but the little sugar cake struggled on top of him and wanted to jump down and scratch them to death.

On the contrary, Song Mingwei said to Liu's mother, "Don't talk about it. At that time, A Xiao was still young, how could he understand this."

Fu Xiao rubbed his forehead and said to a group of security guards who rushed over, "Let them go."

The security guards took them away.

Song Mingwei didn't force her to stay, she turned and left with the help of Liu's mother, and when her back turned to everyone, the deep hatred that was well hidden in her eyes flashed past.

Only Fu Xiao, Fu Wei and Feng Jiaming were left in the garden.

Fu Xiao turned to look at Fu Wei and Feng Jiaming, who landed on their tightly held hands.

Feng Jiaming hid behind Fu Xiao, looking at Fu Xiao with a suspicious look in her eyes, probably because what Liu Ma said just now shocked Feng Jiaming too much, she even took a step back in fear subconsciously.

The puffed sugar cake finally recovered, and looked at Feng Jiaming!

By the way, this pair of adulterers has not been resolved yet!

He was even more angry when he saw Feng Jiaming's subconscious step back!

what does this mean?

Fu Wei and Feng Jiaming are both of the next generation, and they are younger than Fu Xiao. Many things in those days have been covered up, so they don't know.

However, Fu Wei was the Fu family after all, and he vaguely knew that Fu Xiao's situation was far more serious than Song Mingwei's understatement.

Only now, he awkwardly holds Feng Jiaming's hand.

He and Feng Jiaming had a lot of trouble talking about it. Whenever they wanted to confirm the relationship and pierce the window paper, there would always be misunderstandings of one kind or another, so they never had a chance to clarify with the elder brother.

Now it is precisely for the big brother to meet.

He turned to look at Feng Jiaming, made up his mind to take responsibility, and said to his eldest brother, "It's all my fault, eldest brother, it has nothing to do with Jiaming, you can beat me and scold me, and I am willing to accept any kind of punishment. "

But no matter what, he wants to be with Jiaming.

Feng Jiaming was very moved when she saw Fu Wei, and she also made up her mind. She turned to look at Fu Xiao, as if she was looking at a stranger. Only now did she realize that he had never known Fu Xiao.

She never wanted to break the agreement with Fu Xiao before because she felt sorry for Fu Xiao. After so many years, Fu Xiao did what he promised.

But now, Feng Jiaming really has no way to lie to himself and Fu Xiao.

As long as he thought about being with Fu Xiao, Feng Jiaming felt that every second was torture.

She will find other opportunities to repay what Fu Xiao has done for her in the future. It's just feelings. Sorry, she can't respond.

She made up her mind and said to Fu Xiao, "That agreement—"

As soon as she made a sound, Little Sugar Cake widened her eyes vigilantly?

Why Feng Jiaming wants to break the contract?

no!

If you want to break the contract, Fu Xiao must come!

Big smelly socks can't be the one to be dumped, not even in name!

Little Sugar Cake anxiously patted Fu Xiao with a meat pad.

At this moment, the two people's brainwaves seemed to match up. Fu Xiao pressed the pad of the sugar cake and said casually, "That agreement should be voided."

Fu Xiao said it first, and Little Sugar Cake heaved a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao looked at Feng Jiaming's unfamiliar face and said, "Your mother once helped me. Before she died, I promised her that I would take good care of you. Now that you have found the right person for you." He His eyes fell on Feng Jiaming and Fu Wei holding hands, and continued: "Then the agreement will be voided."

He also did what he promised.

mother?

Feng Jiaming was at a loss.

Is it because of mom? She couldn't believe that Fu Xiaozhen was only because of her mother for so many years? After years of shackled her, the agreement was voided, and she was not as happy and relieved as she imagined.

Didn't Fu Xiao always like her?

Could it be that all these years have been his own misunderstanding?

Feng Jiaming was stunned for a moment, not knowing why his face was burning with pain.

"Remember to put the cup away, and don't leave it where it shouldn't." Fu Xiao looked at Feng Jiaming and said the last sentence: "This is the last thing I did for your mother. From now on, I will It's over for her kindness."

If you want people not to know, unless you do it yourself. He promised to help Feng Jiaming, but the premise was that she did the right thing. These days, Feng Jiaming was doing more and more out of bounds. He wanted to talk to Feng Jiaming about the contract.

It's a little awkward now, but it's just right.

Fu Wei was puzzled, what cup?

Feng Jiaming was startled and wanted to—

Fu Xiao knew that he had hidden the cup.

She didn't want to do that, but she wanted that opportunity too much, and she couldn't make another mistake in front of Director Angus.

When Fu Xiao passed by Fu Wei, he shook his head and said softly, "Are you sure this is what you want?"

Fu Weiwei was stunned.

Fu Xiao said: "I don't care, it doesn't mean other people don't care. Have you ever thought about how bad it would be to spread it outside?"

After all, after many years, it is considered semi-accepted that Feng Jiaming will marry Fu Xiao.

But now it has become Fu Wei.

Just the old man's level is enough for them to have a pot.

Moreover, the characters of Feng Jiaming and Fu Wei are not suitable for Fu Xiao.

Feng Jiaming will naturally no longer have any privileges in Xingchen. Will Feng Jiaming, who has been used to it for so many years, really adapt?

It's just that none of this has anything to do with him.

After he finished speaking, Fu Xiao was leaving with a small sugar cake in his arms.

The little sugar cake was shocked and let it go so lightly?

Do not!

He is not reconciled!

He must at least leave a paw print on Fu Wei's face!

He You Zi struggled in Fu Xiao's arms.

Fu Xiao felt the struggle of the dumplings in his arms, he just patted the butt of the little sugar cake with a headache.

I don't know where the bad habit of Xiaotangcake's tiring people came from.

Really need to change it up.

The author has something to say:

Wow! You must praise me.

Last night, from 11:00 to 12:00, couldn't sleep because of a mess in head. just couldn't get stuck until 5:30 in the morning.

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Feng Jiaming is no longer Fu Xiao's nominal fiancee, although there is still some time before her end.

But the collapse is certainly not a sudden collapse.

☆、Fu Xiao's past

in a dream.

The western-style house with gorgeous red walls and spires seems to be dyed with a layer of dim light.

bang-

The gold-rimmed porcelain cup was thrown out of the door with force, and it rolled several times on the floor and shattered.

The silent servant next to him didn't even lift his head, he just picked up the broken pieces of porcelain numbly. don't know how many times this kind of thing happens every day in this room.

They are used to it.

"Don't move!" A hysterical female voice came from inside, her voice shrill and harsh.

The **-year-old boy in the room stood stubbornly in the middle of the room, leaving a bloodstain on his forehead, with a few pieces of tea sticking embarrassingly on it.

Xiangbi's porcelain cup slammed heavily on the boy, and then bounced back to the ground.

If it was shattered like that, the strength to drop the cup should not be small.

Bright red blood flowed slowly down the boy's forehead.

But despite this, the young boy did not cry, not even a trace of superfluous expression.

Because he has long known that apart from silence, no matter what he does, it will only make that person worse.

Song Mingwei sat in the shadows, her face was indistinguishable, looking at the boy in the room, a distorted and painful smile flashed on her face, she nervously repeated to the boy: "Why is your surname Fu? Why keep Fu? Family blood? It's all your fault, not you, I won't be like this now."

Even though he had heard this word countless times, the boy's heart was already numb.

It's just that the boy also had a desire for warmth when he was young.

He once thought that everyone was the same as him, until he secretly watched other children with their mothers, their mothers smiled tenderly, and the little children knew that they were different.

The boy was keenly aware that Song Mingwei didn't like him.

why?

Is he not good enough, or he is not good enough.

In the afternoon, he secretly ran to see his titular brother, and saw the innocent and happy boy in his father's arms.

He walked up carefully, looked at the man who was his father, looked at him with longing and admiration, looked at the man nervously and expectantly, and wanted to tell him all his grievances.

But the man smiled and asked who he was.

At that moment, the young boy suddenly understood.

There is no reason, because life is not fair.

Some people are born with everything, and some people have nothing.

He suddenly woke up, and the precocious boy suddenly realized a fact——

Not all parents love their children, Song Mingwei hates him.

After throwing away the photo of his father that he carefully treasured, he did not resist the people who followed his grandfather and returned to this dark cage.

The aloof master of the Song family used this method to pierce his unrealistic dreams, suppress his rebellion, and tell him the most real, cold and piercing world.

From then on, the boy knew that no one in this world would love him unconditionally.

To leave this hell, he can only rely on himself.

Only myself.

Song Mingwei looked at the boy in front of her, and she felt inexplicable.

This child has grown up slowly, and no longer has the look of fear in his eyes as he did when he was a child.

Gradually, she could no longer control him.

She fell into madness, looking at the boy's increasingly father-like face, she hysterically smashed the teapot on the table at the boy.

The boy didn't dodge, and he took the hot water to burn the boy's arm red, but the boy didn't care at all.

However, he stubbornly raised his head and looked at Song Mingwei and said firmly, "I'm not wrong."

He was right from the end to the end.

It was not his fault that he was born in the Song family.

It wasn't his fault that he had the Fu family's blood.

He can submit to Song Mingwei for anything, but this one cannot.

Because he clearly knew that if even he denied himself.

Then in this world no one will be sure of themselves.

He will be completely engulfed by darkness.

In the middle of the night, the sky is full of moon and stars.

The moonlight shines on Fu Xiao's face through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The man seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, his originally stern brows were slightly wrinkled, and his breathing became rapid.

The little sugar cake was woken up, he looked at Fu Xiao's appearance, approached carefully, and anxiously patted Fu Xiao's face with a meat pad.

The warm feeling on his face made Fu Xiao suddenly wake up from the nightmare of his youthful past. He opened his eyes, and Fu Xiao was a little absent-minded before turning his eyes gradually.

As soon as I looked down, I saw the fluffy cat face magnified by Little Candy Cake because it was very close, and Little Candy Cake looked at him with a pair of jewel-like eyes with worry, and the pink nose tip was very close, and there was a burst of damp heat. a feeling of.

Fu Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, and started from the head of the bed, half-supporting, the nightgown slipped off, revealing his lean and strong chest.

It's just that there are always all kinds of scars on the originally smooth skin.

Fu Xiao couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched his forehead.

The scar is still there.

For some reason, dreamed of that afternoon again.

He clearly remembered that day, when he sneaked out to find his so-called father, but found that he had no trace in his so-called father's life.

After giving up, he followed Old Master Song's secret journey and returned to Song's house.

He never gave in in front of Song Mingwei that day. In the end, it ended with him kneeling on the broken pieces of porcelain. Since that day, Song Mingwei, like a madman, became more and more aggressive. There were times, even if he was as strong as Fu Xiao, he was afraid of himself when he was young. will not survive.

But the Song family's personal doctor was obviously more powerful than he thought.

In fact, at the back, he was not afraid of Song Mingwei.

Song Mingwei is not scary.

What is terrifying is that the aloof Song family master, the old man who has competed with Father Fu for the stars all his life, does not have to be inferior to Father Fu in terms of means and temperament.

The love for his daughter and the hatred for the Fu family made him acquiesce and even defend and suppress such a sick and filthy Song family.

The meowing sound of Little Candy Cake sounded, Fu Xiao lowered his head, and saw Little Candy Cake, who was trapped in the quilt and almost integrated with the quilt, was trying his best to climb towards him.

Fu Xiao's brows had just been covered with haze in the dream, and he stretched out his arms and hugged the small sugar cake in his arms.

The fluffy tail of the small sugar cake rubbed around in his arms, his front paws were on his arm, and he let out a satisfied cry.

Fu Xiao looked at the moonlight, his thoughts drifted further and further away.

After growing up, he was fortunate countless times that in the process of fighting against the Song family, he always believed and insisted that he was not wrong when he was young.

At that time, although the young self did not understand the meaning of such perseverance, and such perseverance even made Song Mingwei even more intensified, but he stubbornly insisted on this point and did not flinch at all.

But now I understand.

It is precisely because of this trivial persistence that he has never been destroyed in the darkness.

The torture of *** will make people hurt for a while, but time will eventually heal everything.

However, the destruction of the soul and the denial of personality will completely destroy a person's life.

Even though he has experienced so much in the Song family, he has never questioned or denied himself, nor has he blamed himself for everything he said he encountered.

Thinking back, he couldn't remember why he was so persistent when he was young and didn't know the world.

He can only attribute this to the last ounce of mercy from God to him.

But now, he has gone all the way to this position, and he has already been able to do whatever he wants.

Just a little uneasy.

The warm dumpling in his arms moved.

Fu Xiao lowered his head to meet those azure blue eyes.

Those eyes are as pure and clear as the sky.

Fu Xiao had already realized that Little Sugar Cake was a bit too smart. Under its body, it seemed that there was a soul equivalent to him, but whenever he tried, that soul would always pretend to be deaf and dumb.

But he knew that the soul was delicate and kind, gentle and cunning.

He could even feel the cautiousness of the soul when it approached him, the trust and dependence on him, and even aggrieved for himself, injustice for himself, and joy for himself.

This kind of feeling has never happened before, but it unexpectedly filled his heart full of cracks and healed his battered soul.

He has sent people to investigate the origin of the small sugar cake.

No matter what the result is, he can happily accept it.

Little Sugar Cake turned to look at the scar on Fu Xiao's abdomen, full of heartache.

Fu Xiao touched the little sugar cake's head and said, "It's no longer painful." Time has long since washed away all the feelings. He used to be very mindful of exposing his physical wounds in front of others.

But now if it's a small sugar cake, it doesn't seem to matter.

The little sugar cake stepped out of Fu Xiao's arms in indignation, one paw stepped on Fu Xiao's thigh, the other paw pressed against Fu Xiao's scar, raised his little head, and said seriously, "Meow meow meow—"

I will cover you from now on!

What Fu Xiao could hear was the meowing in his ears. He couldn't help but have a doting smile on his lips.

Little Sugar Cake proudly looked at Fu Xiao.

However

goo goo-

A strange voice sounded between the two of them.

The little sugar cake looked around in embarrassment, and was about to step on Fu Xiaoda