After Su Xiang taught Fu Ying a lesson, she thought about how to send the child back.

The child came here secretly, and the Fu family must have found someone.

It was nothing to send it back, but I was annoyed by the Fu family and argued with her. It was nothing to do. What was even more annoyed was that Fu Ying's travel would be restricted in the future.

She had already told Fu Ying just now that if she wanted to come to her, she could call him to pick him up, or take the bus and take the subway by herself, but she would not be able to take a taxi by herself.

It's too dangerous for a kid to take a taxi.

She didn't know how Fu Hanchuan taught the child, and how could he let him run around like this?

After the surprise, Su Xiang complained to Fu Hanchuan.

Fu Ying glanced at Su Xiang, shook her calves indifferently, and ate an apple and said, "What's the matter with this? Just call and tell your father and you'll be fine."

Su Xiang held the phone in her hand, and the string of numbers displayed on the screen was Fu Hanchuan's, but she didn't dial it out.

Su Xiang frowned and glanced at him, saying it was simple.

She didn't want to see that person Fu Hanchuan at all, nor did she want to talk to him.

Su Xiang said: "If he knew you sneaked out, have you figured out how to tell him?"

Fu Ying thought of Fu Hanchuan's serious face, and his little face tense.

The last time he got lost, my dad got angry.

He grabbed his ears and moved his butt quietly to Su Xiang, and he was afraid that he would be beaten when he went back.

Fu Ying's eyes rolled and discussed: "Just say you picked me up, so I won't be angry with you, how about it?"

Su Xiang was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath. Fu Ying's words told her to temporarily pull away from her mind. She took a light breath and said seriously: "Who taught you how to do a transaction like this?"

Fu Ying slapped his lips: "Isn't that possible?"

Aunt Chang often follows him like this.

Su Xiang said: "Fu Ying, transactions also represent exchange of interests. Are you and me related to interests?"

Fu Ying frowned, Su Xiang glanced at him, her eyes fell back to her cell phone. She was having a headache, and the cell phone rang first. Su Xiang seemed to be holding a hot potato, her brows frowned even tighter.

Fu Ying leaned over and looked at her cell phone. He remembered Fu Hanchuan's cell phone number. After a glance, he immediately retracted his neck and looked at Su Xiang pitifully with his eyes open.

The black eyes were like little puppy squatting in the big door.

Su Xiang took a deep breath and picked up the phone: "It's me."

On the other end of the phone, the man's low voice penetrated: "Of course I know it was you, otherwise could he call the wrong phone number?"

Su Xiang: "..."

The man's voice sounded again: "Is Fu Ying there with you?"

The phone was not loud, but Fu Ying pricked his ears and heard that his father called him, his body subconsciously shrank.

Su Xiang felt that the clothes on her side seemed to have been pulled off. She looked down and the corner of her clothes was dragged to the outside of her thighs.

She glanced at Fu Ying and said to her phone: "Yes."

She thought for a while: "How did you know?"

Fu Hanchuan seemed to sneer, skipped the idiot's question and said in a deep voice: "Give you half an hour to send him home."

Su Xiang was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that Fu Hanchuan had such a easy-to-talk day.

Fu Hanchuan said just one sentence and hung up the phone. Su Xiang stared at An Xiajing's cell phone in a daze. According to that person's temper, shouldn't he be sarcastic or furious?

If I had known this...

Su Xiang was ready to move. If she had known that she would have let Fu Ying live here, as long as the Fu family members sent Fu Ying's schoolbag to the school tomorrow.

However, it was obviously impossible. Fu Hanchuan was unwilling to let her meet Fu Ying.

Su Xiang narrowed her eyes. When she thought about it, she felt something was wrong.

The car stopped in the villa community on Guhua Road until the engine was turned off.

It was less than six o'clock, but the surroundings were dark, leaving only the street lights and dim lighting.

Upstairs, Fu Hanchuan stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette. Song’s mother passed by the living room and looked at the man standing on the balcony.

The broad figure was half bent, and his elbows were casually supported on the balcony railing, and thin smoke floated one by one.

When I came back today, I didn’t go into the study, but smoked on the balcony?

Because I could only see the back, I didn't know if he was worried or something else.

The young master was not at home and didn't listen to his questions.

Mother Song thought, maybe she went to the old house, so she was not in a hurry to find someone.

Mother Song walked to the balcony and asked, "Sir, the supper is ready, should you take it out?"

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look back and said, "No, I'll fall."

Mother Song was stunned and opened her eyes slightly. Didn’t she hear it wrong when she is old?

Falling?

This is the first time in her history as a nanny.

Moreover, although this master has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with, he does not blame her particularly.

Song's mother thought she had done something wrong and said in panic: "Sir..."

Before she could ask questions, Fu Hanchuan interrupted her impatiently: "If you let you fall down, you will fall down."

"Yes, sir..."

Song's mother had to do it as he told me, and she had prepared not much food.

On the balcony, Fu Hanchuan looked at the car slowly stopping downstairs and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He took a sip of smoke, and the white smoke floated from his mouth, his eyes flashed like staring at prey, and his lips tugged slightly.

He took out his cell phone, and in the dim light, the screen of the cell phone lit up, making his face even more evil.

He held a cigarette in one hand and dialed the number with the other.

As soon as Su Xiang stopped the car, her cell phone rang. She frowned slightly, and when she saw the number on it, her eyebrows became even tighter.

She picked up her phone: "I have sent Fu Ying, and he will come up soon, no need to urge you."

On the phone, the man's voice was low and scattered. He said: "Su Xiang, do you think that if you send the child to him, this matter will be over?"

Su Xiang's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, it was not Fu Hanchuan's style to speak easily.

She suppressed her temper and said, "What do you want?"

"What I said is, send the child home. What do you think?"

Su Xiang clenched her fists and looked up from the car window.

The building was towering, and almost every household was on lights. The view of the car windows restricted her vision. Su Xiang took a deep breath, pinched her fingers, and gritted her teeth and said, "Is this necessary?"

On the other end of the phone, Fu Hanchuan's sarcastic voice came over: "Whether it is necessary depends on your credibility. If you want to see Fu Ying in the future."

Su Xiang almost heard the creaking sound of his fists.

This bastard Fu Hanchuan!

After a click, Su Xiang pressed off her phone and took in a breath. In the passenger seat, Fu Ying played with the seat belt. When he heard Su Xiang's call end, he looked up at her, his eyebrows frowned and his mouth opened as if he had something to say.

Su Xiang calmed down and saw the little guy wanting to speak but stopping, and asked softly: "What are you going to say?"

Fu Ying scratched his ears and heads, thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you live here?"

"It's because of that kid, dad doesn't want it?"

Fu Ying asked two questions in a row, which made Su Xiang stunned.

She didn't expect that Fu Ying would ask at this time.

But she will face these problems eventually.

Su Xiang touched his little face, and the child's skin was warm and soft. She thought for a while and said, "The questions you asked were a bit complicated, so if you ask me why, it would be difficult for me to answer you."

"Maybe you will understand these problems yourself as you grow up."

"But Fu Ying, there are many things in this world, not as simple as you hear or see. Many times, you need to think carefully."

She paused and continued, "So if you hear something that others say to you, don't believe it easily."

"Otherwise... your misunderstanding will make that person very sad, do you know?"

Su Xiang said something profound, and she didn't know if Fu Ying could understand it. It's just that the past and grudges and entanglements between her and Fu Hanchuan were not clear in one sentence, nor could she say it to the child in just a few words.

After getting off the car, Su Xiang took Fu Ying's little hand and walked into the corridor.

Fu Ying thought Su Xiang would just take him downstairs and leave like he did the previous few times, but she didn't expect that she would come in with his hand.

"You want to send me up?"

"Yeah." Su Xiang pinched his little hand, and sweated slightly in his palm.
To be continued...