Rong Shu gave him a strange look, "There's no reason. This child was an accident. I don't love him, and his biological father doesn't intend to recognize him. Why should I keep him?"
Although Rong Shu knew that what she said was a bit ruthless, it was not an expression of responsibility.
Otherwise, a child whose father does not recognize him and whose mother does not love him would be so pitiful.
Fu Jingting's thin lips moved, "Then if the child's biological father is willing to recognize him, will you... give birth to him?"
"Ah?" Rong Shu was stunned for a moment.
Only then did Fu Jingting realize that he said too much, which could easily arouse her suspicion. His eyes darkened and he quickly said: "It's nothing, I just want to ask."
Rong Shu didn't think much and flipped her hair, "Of course not."
Fu Jingting frowned.
She doesn't even want to give birth?
As if she could see what the man was thinking, Rong Shu lowered her eyes and said softly: "Why should I give birth to a child to a man I don't love and I don't know."
Fu Jingting had nothing to say.
Yes, she didn't know it was him that night.
So why should she be born?
I'm afraid that even if she knew it was him, she wouldn't give birth.
She said she wouldn't give birth to a child to someone she didn't love, and now he was the person she didn't love.
Thinking of this, Fu Jingting pursed his thin lips tightly and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
He suddenly wanted to ask her why she didn't love him anymore.
It took six years to fall in love, right? But in just one or two months, I stopped loving you and let go so completely.
He even wondered whether she had really loved him or was she playing tricks on him?
Just as Fu Jingting's desire to ask Rong Shu became stronger and stronger, and when he was about to speak, the manager's voice suddenly sounded, "Now, please ask the four parents to tie the ropes. The game will begin soon."
Immediately, Fu Jingting felt a basin of cold water poured on him, extinguishing all his impulses.
He looked at the manager with sullen eyes and a disgusting look on his face.
Rong Shu saw that he was still holding the red string and looked at the manager angrily, feeling confused.
What happened to this man?
It’s really uncertain!
"Mr. Fu, give me the rope and I'll tie it up." Rong Shu stretched out her hand towards Fu Jingting.
Fu Jingting looked away from the manager and looked at her.
Looking at the clothes she was wearing, he frowned and said, "No, if you can't bend down, I'll do it."
As he spoke, he squatted down and began to tie the rope.
Rong Shu lowered her head, followed his gaze and looked at herself. Looking at her V-neck clothes, her face couldn't help but turn red.
She had never thought that her clothes were not suitable for bending, but she didn't expect that he would even think of it.
I can't tell that he has such a careful side.
Rong Shu looked at the top of the man's head, her eyes a little complicated.
The man who was tying the rope felt the gaze above his head and raised his head. Seeing Rong Shu staring at him distractedly, he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Rong Shu glanced away and looked away.
Seeing that she was unwilling to say anything, Fu Jingting's eyes darkened, and he stood up without forcing it, "Okay, let's move around and see if the tightness fits properly."
Rong Shu hummed and moved her calves obediently.
Because her calf and Fu Jingting's calf were tied together.
When she moved, she inevitably rubbed Fu Jingting's calf.
Fu Jingting felt the slight itch coming from his calf, his Adam's apple slid, and said in a hoarse voice: "Have you tried it yet?"
Rong Shu was so focused on adapting to the rope on her calf that she didn't notice his changes. She nodded and replied, "Okay, it's okay."
Seeing that she had stopped moving, Fu Jingting breathed a slight sigh of relief, "When the game starts in a while, put your arms around my waist, and then step on your tied feet first, and take a slightly wider step to keep up with my rhythm, understand.
?"
Rong Shu also knew that he said this to avoid tripping, so she did not refute his request for her to hug her waist and agreed, "Okay, I understand."
Seeing her write it down, Fu Jingting said no more.
In fact, he was really worried that she would reject Lou Yao just now.
Fortunately, she also knew that it was for a game, otherwise he would have to find another way to maintain balance and avoid falling in a chaotic rhythm when walking.
Soon, the game begins.
As soon as the manager's whistle sounded, Rong Shu and Fu Jingting raised their feet together in a tacit understanding and took the first step to the starting point.
The parents of Family No. 1 made mistakes from the beginning.
First of all, the two people did not hold each other's waist and shoulders. Secondly, the two people did not agree on which foot to take first. As a result, they took different feet and fell before they even got out of the starting point.
Seeing this scene, Rong Shu couldn't help but admire Fu Jingting's foresight in planning everything in advance, otherwise they might have become like Family No. 1.
"Be serious." Sensing that the woman next to him was watching the fun again, Fu Jingting squeezed her shoulder and signaled her to come back to her senses.
Rong Shu also realized that she was still playing, so she stopped looking and turned her head back.
Along the way, the two of them went extremely smoothly.
Seeing that the finish line was approaching, Fu Jingting suddenly heard a subtle creaking sound coming from above his head.
The sound was like something coming loose.
Fu Jingting frowned and looked up.
I saw that the curtain panel supporting the finish line tape in front was actually shaking.
Fu Jingting immediately understood that the sound just now was caused by the shaking of the curtain panel. The screws fixing the curtain panel must have been loose, so the curtain panel was acting like this.
What's going on in this restaurant? Don't you check the equipment carefully?
Fu Jingting stopped, his face was very ugly, and the evil spirit around him was filled.
Rong Shu felt it and was about to ask him why he didn't leave when his expression changed, and then his whole body fell towards her, hugging her and rolling on the spot.
Bang!
As soon as the two people rolled to the side, a huge curtain panel fell down and hit the place where the two people had just stopped.
For a moment, everyone in the restaurant was frightened by this incident, especially the manager who was hosting the game. He almost lost his soul. He ran over and asked hurriedly, "Sir and Madam, are you okay?"
God bless, nothing will happen to you.
Otherwise, he will not be able to keep his position!
Doudou also ran to Rong Shu with a pale face and started crying. She was obviously frightened, "Mom, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have had the gundam. I'm sorry, mom..."
He was crying and twitching, feeling very regretful.
Because he feels that this is all caused by him.
If he hadn't insisted on that Gundam, this would not have happened to my aunt.
Rong Shu was still in panic, but after listening to Doudou's cry, her panic gradually dissipated. She turned to Doudou and smiled, "Good boy, Doudou, stop crying. Fortunately, your father... dad was there in time.
So we're fine."
"Really?" Doudou looked at her with red eyes.
Rong Shu hummed, "Really."
Seeing her serious expression, Doudou laughed.
The manager on the side breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "As long as it's okay, it's okay."
Rong Shu turned her head back and looked at the man lying on her body, "Fu Jingting, can you get up first?"
Fu Jingting made no move.
Rong Shu shouted again, "Fu Jingting?"
This time, the man finally responded.
He raised his head, looked at her with a pale face and sweating profusely, and said with pain in his voice: "I'm sorry, I might not be able to get up."
Rong Shu's pupils dilated, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"
He was lying entirely on top of her, and she couldn't see whether he was injured or not.
But looking at his appearance at the moment, he was obviously injured.
Fu Jingting buried his head in her shoulder again and hummed weakly, "I can't move my feet."
