Auntie was busy in the kitchen, and Zhang Yao was sitting at the table waiting for the food to be served. During the meal, Auntie suddenly said, "A few days ago, Mr. Fu specifically told me to make small ribs for you when you come back."

Zhang Yao happened to have a piece of sweet and sour short ribs in his mouth, and the delicious ribs lost their taste in an instant. Auntie looked at it, and Zhang Yao didn't feel the nerve to spit it out.

"Did Yao Yao quarrel with Mr. Fu?" Auntie asked.

Even my aunt could see it.

On the weekend night, Fu Yanzhuo came back, and when he passed by Zhang Yao's door, there was a faint light inside and the sound of typing on the keyboard.

He has considered many solutions in the past few days, but now Zhang Yao may still be angry and not easy to negotiate, he thought about it, and didn't go in to disturb him.

Zhang Yao was playing games in the room, with headphones hanging around his neck, when he heard footsteps passing by the door.

The screen turned gray, and he dropped the mouse and lay back on the bed, annoyed by tossing and turning.

Zhang Yao was stopped when he reached the first floor.

Fu Yanzhuo didn't close the door, and when he heard the sound of the door, he took a look outside, and saw that Zhang Yao seemed to be going out with his bag on his back, neatly dressed, and it was already late, so he came out and called Zhang Yao to stop him.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go back to school." Zhang Yao didn't even look at him.

Fu Yanzhuo was silent for a moment——does the brat not even want to live in the same house with him for one night?

He felt angry and funny: "It's very late."

"Yeah." Zhang Yao snorted, but didn't move.

"Not safe." Fu Yanzhuo paused: "Wait for me."

"?" Before Zhang Yao wondered what Fu Yanzhuo was planning to do, he watched the other party take out his coat from the room and went downstairs while putting it on, and said, "I'll see you off."

Passing by the bar, he picked up the car keys and walked to the door only to find Zhang Yao frowning and looking at him with a very angry expression.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay!" Zhang Yao walked out with full of anger in his words. He originally thought that Fu Yanzhuo would tell him not to mess around and leave tomorrow, but he actually planned to send himself to school?

Zhang Yao walked faster and faster, as if he didn't want to stay for a moment, Fu Yanzhuo thought that Zhang Yao was really angry, he was thinking about how to coax the little boy, the car was driving on the road in the middle of the night, Fu Yanzhuo kept silent, Zhang YaoGetting more and more angry.

Fu Yanzhuo was just thinking about how to speak more properly, whether to be more serious or more relaxed. When talking to Zhang Yao, he had to deploy some tactics, but when he was about to speak, he found that Zhang Yao was about to turn into a puffer fish.

"Zhang Yao, you are really willful." Fu Yanzhuo couldn't help but laughed first, and Zhang Yao became even angrier when he heard this: "Yes, because I am a child!"

As for Zhang Yao blocking him with his own words, Fu Yanzhuo smiled deeper, coughed a few times to let himself not laugh too much, and said tolerantly: "Yes, children can be willful."

"Why do you have to go to school so late?" Fu Yanzhuo thought about the timing of speaking, and asked casually first.

Zhang Yao turned his face to the car window and refused to communicate: "Many students who live on campus go to school on weekend nights." Subtext: So it's normal for him to leave now, so it's not out of temper.

"Yeah." Fu Yanzhuo nodded, "I thought it was because I went home."

It's weird, Boss Fu has never been a stingy person, but he would deliberately anger a child.

Sure enough, when Zhang Yao heard this, he glared at Fu Yanzhuo angrily. At first, he wanted to say it bluntly, because Fu Yanzhuo went home and didn't say a word to himself, so he wanted to leave in a fit of anger. Now he was completely angry, and looked at it with confidenceLook outside and stop talking.

Zhang Yao is not conscious at all now, about the fact that he asked the two of them to desensitize first.

At a red light intersection, Fu Yanzhuo suddenly said, "I'll give you a house."

"What?" Zhang Yao didn't react, and stared at Fu Yanzhuo with wide eyes—what did Fu Yanzhuo say?Want to gift yourself a house?

In order to kick himself out, he wants to give himself a house?

"I don't want your house." Zhang Yao resolutely refused, and looked at Fu Yanzhuo with a very resistant look, but Fu Yanzhuo had already prepared a draft, and now he squinted his eyes half-seriously: "It can be regarded as an investment, II am optimistic about the potential of Mr. Zhang Yao, and I think that when I get older and don’t want to work, I will probably need to rely on Mr. Zhang Yao to take care of me, so..." He started with his usual teasing tone, but was interrupted by Zhang Yao without saving face:

"You are very old!"

"..." Fu Yanzhuo's words came to an abrupt end. Boss Fu, who was in full bloom, glanced at himself reflected in the car window, and felt that Zhang Yao was very talented in pissing people off.

Seeing that Fu Yanzhuo was deflated, Zhang Yao looked away again. Fu Yanzhuo saw that he was obviously unhappy, and felt that Zhang Yao's hot potato was unprecedentedly hot, so he had to change his way to cut in.

"Actually, I have seriously considered adoption for a long time." He put away his smiling expression and became serious.

"If it's because of 'I'm going to have a partner and a family someday' and I think that's a better solution, does the law make you feel safe?"

Zhang Yao's breath was stagnant, and Fu Yanzhuo's words made his heart pound heavily - he thought about having a legal relationship with him.

This implication made Zhang Yao not so angry.

Fu Yanzhuo went on to say: "Unfortunately, because of the laws of our country, I am currently not eligible for adoption, and because of the assets left by your parents, the problem of establishing an adoption relationship is even more complicated."

Zhang Yao didn't speak, the car slowly stopped by the side of the road, Fu Yanzhuo opened the car window and took out a cigarette, glanced at Zhang Yao, but didn't light it.

"Also, until you decide to leave on your own, there will be no one else at home." Fu Yanzhuo made a promise that seems insignificant at present, and then pointed to the gate of the community outside: "Or, do you insist that wild animals should not be killed?"Domestication? Of course, I never thought of domesticating you."

Zhang Yao turned around and found that it was not the school, they were outside a community not far from the school.

"Do you want to move out?" Fu Yanzhuo asked: "A wild animal that lives alone or a wild animal that is willing to accompany an old man like me, who is 'not too young'?"

Fu Yanzhuo looked at Zhang Yao.

"I..." Zhang Yao's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he didn't have the confidence to argue with Fu Yanzhuo before accusing him of keeping him in captivity: "Auntie kept spare ribs for me to eat when I was hungry at night."

"Yeah." Fu Yanzhuo smiled, started the car and walked home, and took out a bunch of keys on the way.

"I don't want it." Zhang Yao felt that the bunch of keys were hot, and he didn't want to look at them. Fu Yanzhuo glanced at him, seeing him looking out awkwardly: "The old man's investment."