Fu Zhuochen ignored Dong Pingyue and focused his eyes on Mr. Fu, waiting for his answer.
Mr. Fu sighed and told Fu Zhuochen the whole story one by one.
Fu Zhuoheng and Shen Mingyue watched Fu Zhuochen's expression change, expecting him to be dissatisfied and angry, and then immediately drive the fool away.
However, Fu Zhuochen's face remained so cold from beginning to end, with no emotional ups and downs visible.
Mr. Fu guessed that Fu Zhuochen was still unhappy after all, and said, "Grandpa knows that you never like these things, so..."
"Since we've called someone here, let her stay." Fu Zhuochen said in a cold voice.
These words made everyone present widen their eyes.
Fu Zhuochen, a person who is so resistant to blind dates, would actually agree to stay with a fool just for fun?!
Could it be that Fu Zhuochen has been sleeping for too long and his brain has gone crazy?
"A Chen, this is just a fool." Dong Pingyue reminded him blankly.
Shen Mingyue's heart lifted.
Brother Chen just made a mistake for a moment, right? How could such a powerful person fall in love with a fool like Qiao Simu?
But Mr. Fu's eyes lit up, "Achen, do you agree to let Xiao Mu stay?"
"Yeah." Fu Zhuochen responded tiredly.
This single note was like a heavy hammer, smashing Shen Mingyue's inner expectations to pieces.
Mr. Fu was very happy that he finally didn't have to worry about it. He didn't have to worry that Fu Zhuochen would be unhappy because Qiao Simu stayed. He made the final decision: "In this case, Xiao Mu, you can stay."
"Grandpa." Fu Zhuoheng called out quickly, trying to persuade Mr. Fu to change his mind.
However, after Mr. Fu received Fu Zhuochen's support, he seemed determined not to change his mind and asked everyone to leave first, leaving space for the young couple.
In a blink of an eye, Qiao Simu and Fu Zhuochen were left alone in the huge room.
Fu Zhuochen looked at her for a while and asked in a cold voice: "You are so far away from me, are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"Eat?!" When he heard about eating, Qiao Simu's eyes lit up again, but then he realized that it was not the case, and shook his head: "Mu Mu doesn't taste good, brother, don't eat Mu Mu if you look good, Mu Mu
Please eat some candy."
As he said that, Qiao Simu touched his pocket, but found no candy, and lowered his head in disappointment.
Fu Zhuochen: "...go get me a glass of water."
"oh."
This time Qiao Simu walked very fast, as if there was a big bad wolf chasing her behind.
When leaving, Qiao Simu breathed a sigh of relief, but her mind was racing about how she should face Fu Zhuochen next.
She was not afraid of him, but Fu Zhuochen's eagle eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and no matter how strong the disguise was, it would look so clumsy in front of him.
Pretending to be worried, I accidentally overflowed the water and didn't notice it. I realized it when the slightly hot water poured on my hand. I couldn't help but exclaimed. As soon as I let go of my hand, the glass fell to the floor with a very loud sound.
A crisp crackling sound.
Qiao Simu followed the trend, lowered his head, and stood there like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to move.
Fu Zhuochen frowned slightly: "Go to the closet and get me a set of clothes."
"Oh." Qiao Simu responded again, but he was confused and didn't know where to get it.
"In the cabinet to your left."
Qiao Simu raised his hands, carefully identified which one was his left hand, and then happily went to the left. As he walked, he looked at his left hand and muttered in a low voice: "Left, left, left..."
Fu Zhuochen couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
Qiao Simu randomly picked up a set of clothes and was about to put them at the end of the bed when she heard Fu Zhuochen say, "Help me change my clothes."
Qiao Simu: "?!!"
"What are you doing standing here? If you can't do anything, then I'll have someone send you back." Fu Zhuochen looked angry.
It’s not like your uncle’s arms and legs were severed, so you can’t replace them yourself?!
Qiao Simu cursed in his heart, but on the outside he shook his head in fear and pursed his lips: "Good-looking brother, don't be cruel, don't drive Mu Mu away."
After saying that, he slowly picked up the clothes and compared them for a long time before putting them on Fu Zhuochen's head.
Fu Zhuochen gritted his teeth: "You have to take off my clothes first!"
"Ah? Oh."
With a very clumsy technique, the boss finally took off Fu Zhuochen's shirt after a lot of effort. He was about to put him into new clothes when his eyes fell squarely on Fu Zhuochen's muscles with excellent lines.
!
Go ahead! Hasn't this person been lying in bed for three years? He actually maintains such a good figure!
Qiao Simu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Except for being a bit white, this figure was perfect in other aspects!
"Does it look good? Do you want to get your hands on it and feel it?" Looking at Qiao Simu's dazed look, Fu Zhuochen raised his lips and asked.
Fu Zhuochen's low-mellow voice was like a glass of very old red wine, making Qiao Simu, who was intoxicated with men's sex, even more drunk. Before her brain could react, she said: "Is it okay?"
After saying these three words, Qiao Simu's hand movements suddenly stopped, and he wanted to slap himself in the mouth immediately. What did he say so quickly?!
Especially under Fu Zhuochen's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he wanted to hit him with a piece of tofu.
But with his hands already on Fu Zhuochen's body, Qiao Simu felt relieved and simply rubbed it a few more times, as if he had discovered a new world: "Wow, this is more fun than plasticine! It's still hot! It can also move on its own.
!”
Then he poked again: "It's softer than chicken. Will it taste better than chicken?"
Listening to Qiao Simu's words, Fu Zhuochen's eyes suddenly turned black. The most important thing is!
Qiao Simu's little hand was soft and cool, and when she placed it on his abdomen, it actually caused a burst of heat in his abdomen!
He finally felt what it felt like to shoot yourself in the foot.
Fu Zhuochen grabbed Qiao Simu's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "That's enough!"
Qiao Simu looked like a child whose toys had been taken away, pouting her pink lips slightly: "Brother, aren't you going to play with Mu Mu?"
"Sleep!" Fu Zhuochen deliberately hurt her.
Just when Fu Zhuochen thought he could finally sleep peacefully, a warm and soft hand suddenly hugged his arm.
Fu Zhuochen turned his head to look at the little head that was heading towards him, raised his hand and put it on her furry head, stopping her from getting any closer.
"Hmm." Feeling something pressing against her head, Qiao Simu whined and raised her head to see what it was.
Fu Zhuochen suddenly raised his head, and before Fu Zhuochen could move his hand, Qiao Simu's lips suddenly touched Fu Zhuochen's palm.
Fu Zhuochen immediately retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted. The slight current affected his heartbeat and made his heart beat abnormally. His voice became hoarse, "Go to bed quickly and take your hands away."
"No, Mu Mu is afraid, please give me a hug, brother." After saying that, Qiao Simu rubbed against Fu Zhuochen's side again, but her lowered eyes fell on Fu Zhuochen's wrist.
There is still a faint trace of tattoo on his wrist.
The location is not far apart, but the tattoo seems to have been washed and has faded to the point where the original appearance cannot be seen clearly.
Could the good Samaritan back then really be Fu Zhuochen?