Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

Fu Shaoxun was leaning there, his eyes fixed on the screen for a moment. His father was in the same state as him.

On the computer screen, the picture at the beginning was quite normal. They saw Mr. Song and the housekeeper taking the child to the place for private entertainment.

This is a very normal picture, Fu Shaoxun and the others can imagine it.

It's just that this is normal, but then it's not.

The butler came out for a while, and then came back with a plate of food.

Fu Shaoxun frowned, and suddenly heard his father say, "Could it be the medicine given by the housekeeper?"

After Fu's father said this sentence, he turned his head to look at his son. That look made Fu Shaoxun feel a little funny.

Shaking his head, Fu Shaoxun said, "I'm not sure, let's look down, isn't there more?"

He originally wanted to tell his father directly what Xiao Hu told him, but then he thought it was unnecessary. If there is something, let his father explore it by himself.

After being told by his son, Fu's father also felt that he was a little excited. People who can't hold their breath often do nothing. How could he forget this.

Turning his gaze back, Father Fu continued to stare at the screen carefully with his son. As a result, the content on it began to change.

The housekeeper who was suspected just because he ran into his second lady, put down his things and left for a while.

Of course, there was no one on the screen at this time, and Father Fu knew that the laxative should have been taken at this time.

Fu Shaoxun could roughly guess what Fu's father was thinking, and he didn't want to remind him. Anyway, this kind of thing will have a result later, so there is no need to worry.

Sure enough, the picture on the computer screen began to change again, Fu Shaoxun was staring closely, and so was Fu's father.

Then, Miss Song Er, who had left just now, reappeared on this screen, and what happened next was just as they thought.

The white powder fell into the food from Second Miss Song's hands, and then the butler came back, and the food was taken away.

The light on the screen hit the faces of the father and son, making their expressions look weird.

Fu's father endured and endured, and finally slapped the table next to him hard, with a "bang", which also made him lose his temper.

"This..." Pointing at the screen, Father Fu said angrily, "What enmity does she have with our family, why did she drug the two children?!" There must be something wrong with this woman.

Fu's father didn't say what happened next, he was an elder who wouldn't talk about someone else's younger generation, but he couldn't help it in his heart.

Fu Shaoxun, who was stared at by his father, shook his head, and said helplessly, "I don't know either."

But the only thing he knows is that this time, he will never end with Song Xiaowen!
Since he has the guts to attack his child, he should have the ability to bear the anger of their family. This is what he does alone.

That incomparably handsome face was full of ferocity at the moment, as if he wanted to tear someone into pieces.

Fu Shaoxun's current state seems to be on the verge of going berserk.

Father Fu is not afraid of his son becoming like this, anyway, he thinks his son is right, he just wants to teach some bold people a lesson.

But... There are still many people involved, he thinks, he still needs to take Mr. Song's face into consideration.

The father and son just sat together back to back, and then Father Fu couldn't help but said, "How do you want to solve this matter."

They still have to give Mr. Song's face, after all, the relationship between the two of them is not very bad.

Fu Shaoxun glanced back at his father, and said in a cold tone, "Why should I solve it? This is the Song family's business."

People in their family did something wrong, why should they let people from the Fu family teach them a lesson? Can't Mr. Song go up by himself? That's his own granddaughter.

Focusing on this point, Fu Shaoxun felt that there was no need for them to act on the surface.

Father Fu, "...you mean to let Mr. Song solve this matter by himself?"

But one thing I can't figure out is that that is Mr. Song's biological granddaughter, is he willing to do so?
It's no wonder Fu's father thought so. After all, the matter this time was a little too serious, and the girl's hand was too long, so it wasn't as simple as a verbal warning.

If they gave this right to Mr. Song, would he be able to do it?
This was what Fu's father was most worried about. He was just worried that Mr. Song would not do anything, and then the two grandsons of the Fu family would be wronged in vain. He was not thinking about the Song family.

With half-closed eyes, Father Fu looks like a fox now, his eyes full of calculations.

If An Xinran had been there, she would have been surprised by Fu's father's change, because they had never seen Fu's father like this when they were together.

The playback on the screen had stopped. Fu Shaoxun moved his finger and turned off the computer. Then he said to his father, "Let's go to Song's house tomorrow and see what they say."

This time, their Fu family will not let it go!Father Fu nodded, and then said, "Go in the afternoon, your mother is really tired today."

When he got here, the expression on Fu's father's face could be regarded as gentle, as if he were two people just now.

"can."

"Then go back and rest too." Father Fu said, "Everyone is tired today."

Fu Shaoxun didn't answer the call, but that's about the end, he can finally go back to his room to rest now.

The father and son separated and went back to their respective rooms.

In the quiet bedroom, a group of small hills are swelling up on the large bed, which looks quite funny.

Fu Shaoxun didn't turn on the light, he just glanced at it with the help of the weak light source on his mobile phone, and then withdrew his gaze.

Well, it seems that he is sleeping here obediently.

Feeling the burning temperature on his little wife's face, Fu Shaoxun knew whether she was obedient tonight.

After turning off the phone, Fu Shaoxun went to the bedroom. He didn't dare to climb into the bed without taking a shower. If he did that, he would die a miserable death the next day. Besides, he didn't like it himself.

After tidying himself up, Fu Shaoxun climbed onto the bed. Just as he lay down, his little wife seemed to have found a heat source and hugged him desperately, which made him quite comfortable.

After lightly tucking in the quilt, Fu Shaoxun turned up the temperature of the air conditioner a little more. After finishing these things, he was truly lying on the bed.

"Good night." Gently kissing his little wife on the top of the head, Fu Shaoxun put his arms around her, and before long, he also fell asleep.

The Fu family has completely entered the night world. At this moment, the whole world falls asleep with them.

……

The Song house was brightly lit, and the bright light hit the polished floor, and the things reflected could not see their original appearance.

The Song family, who should have gone to sleep, seemed to have something happened today.

Some servants of the Song family were standing there quietly. Although they didn't know what happened, they still knew the word quiet.

In the silent living room, the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly, which made the abnormal Song family even more terrifying.

The people below were trembling and did not dare to speak, but Mr. Song sitting above had a look of anger on his face, and he almost couldn't suppress it.

Mr. Song really wants to strangle that extremely stupid granddaughter to death, so as to save her from doing stupid things in the future!

Thinking of the fact that when he returned home exhausted and was about to rest, the person who had been with that brat in the Fu family came to visit him.

It seems to be called Xiao Hu, he can't remember very clearly, but he still asked the housekeeper to lead him in.

At first, he didn't think much about it at all, thinking that he was really here to visit, but he didn't expect that that kid was also very direct.

Before he was ready, he reached out and gave him a box, which looked quite mysterious.

He didn't pick it up, because he didn't know what it was, and he wouldn't pick it up.

But the butler would not be so stupid, he took it.

Later, that brat said indifferently, "Old man, please take a good look at this, I'll go back first."

This person's indifference was not weaker than Fu Shaoxun's. Mr. Song was so choked up by his attitude that he couldn't say a word, but he didn't intend to keep this brat. Seeing that face, he didn't like it very much.

Later, he took the box and went back to his room.

At first, he didn't take it seriously, after all, he hadn't thought about it that much yet.

But when he pulled a videotape out of the box, he almost knew what it was.

As he expected, the things inside the box really opened his eyes. This time, it was his turn to feel very ashamed.

No wonder that stinky boy looked indifferent just now, no one would give him any good looks, who made their Song family raise a good granddaughter!
Mr. Song, who was so angry and had a chest pain, didn't care what time it was, so he ordered the housekeeper to wake up everyone in the house, whether they were asleep or not!
So, with the current scene, the Song family seemed to be holding a conference.

Naturally, the servants would not procrastinate. After receiving the news, they got up from the bed, and after getting dressed, they came over and stood up.

Now, the Song family is waiting for two people, one is the eldest lady of the Song family, and the other is the second lady.

"Master, I'm going up to remind you." The housekeeper looked at Mr. Song's expression, then looked at the current time, and then asked.

It's already so late now, and their old man hasn't slept yet, how can this be unbearable.

The housekeeper with his head down was still most worried about Mr. Song. He didn't want Mr. Song to fall ill because of these things.

The butler asked sincerely, but Mr. Song was so angry now, he couldn't bear to listen to these words for his own good!

He slapped the leather sofa under him fiercely, and in the midst of a "bang bang" sound, Mr. Song said angrily, "What is it called? I want to see how long they are going to dawdle!"