After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

Fu Hanzhou understood what she meant instantly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be indifferent: "Are you so anxious to go back to see him? I tell you, you can't go anywhere until you are healed!"

These words were like an ice blade, piercing Lu Wansu's heart.

She raised her head and looked at the man with disappointment, her mouth filled with bitterness: "Fu Hanzhou, you clearly know that I just..."

"Just what?" Fu Hanzhou interrupted her coldly, with a trace of ridicule in his dark eyes: "You stay in the hospital honestly, I don't want the same thing to happen again!"

"I..." Lu Wansu wanted to explain something else, but looking at the man's cold profile, she swallowed her words back.

Fu Hanzhou glanced at her, stood up and prepared to leave. Suddenly feeling a cold touch on his hand, Lu Wansu grabbed his hand.

"Can you please not leave?" Lu Wansu held his hand tightly, and the hot temperature from his palm dissipated the chill.

Fu Hanzhou turned around, looked at the hands held by the two of them and frowned. When he raised his eyes to meet the woman's pleading eyes, he wanted to say no but couldn't say anything.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Wansu thought that there was no chance, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Seeing her disappointed look, Fu Hanzhou pursed his lips and said, "Just this time."

These four words hit Lu Wansu's heart, and Lu Wansu's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at Fu Hanzhou, fearing that he would regret it, and nodded hastily.

Fu Hanzhou looked at her happy look, his eyes softened a bit. But the moment Lu Wansu looked over, he turned cold again and said in a deep voice: "If you can promise to cooperate with the treatment from today on, I will promise to come over and have dinner with you every night."

"Really?" Lu Wansu's eyes overflowed with joy.

"Ah."

Just one word put a smile on Lu Wansu's face again.

"I promise you!" She agreed immediately, and the sadness in her eyes disappeared instantly.

After receiving the assurance, Fu Hanzhou's expression softened a bit. Looking at the blood on her body, she turned around and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Lu Wansu looked at his back and asked nervously.

"How can you sleep without changing your clothes?"

Lu Wansu was stunned and looked down at the clothes on his body. The pure white hospital gown was stained with blood, and the blood on his hands was also stained on the sheets. It was indeed impossible to sleep.

Fu Hanzhou went out to explain something to the bodyguard. Soon someone came over with two-day-new pajamas and changed all the sheets and quilts on the bed.

After all the fussing, it was already midnight.

Due to excessive blood loss, she feels tired easily recently. He was very sleepy now, but he still held on and waited for Fu Hanzhou to go to bed.

Fu Hanzhou changed into his pajamas and lay down on her left side. Lu Wansu immediately moved towards him and got into his arms.

"Honey, good night." Lu Wansu rubbed against his chest, pressed against him and closed her eyes.

Fu Hanzhou hesitated for a moment, but still didn't push her away. Afraid of touching Lu Wansu's wounds, he remained alert and did not dare to sleep to death.

I don't know if it was because Fu Hanzhou was around, but Lu Wansu slept deeply.

Fu Hanzhou couldn't sleep. He looked at the woman in his arms and wanted to reach out and push the hair away from her face. But before he touched it, he suddenly felt the woman in his arms move. Then, he heard a murmur.

"Mom, run quickly..."

Fu Hanzhou's hands froze in mid-air, the blood on his face instantly surged, and his sleepiness disappeared. He looked at Lu Wansu with complicated and apologetic eyes, and slowly withdrew his hand...

villa.

Ji Hang picked up the wine on the table, poured two glasses, and handed one to the man sitting on the sofa.

"The old man does things neatly. Fu Zhengyan and his son have been investigating for so many days, but they haven't found any clues yet. It seems that you will have to get closer to the old man in the future. Only if he is satisfied can you have a chance to inherit the family business." Ji Hang said happily.

The man sitting on the sofa took a sip of his wine and sneered: "He was just helping me because he was afraid that the scandal he had done would be exposed. Do you expect him? Haha."

"Anyway, at least the old man is willing to help you, which is a good thing." Ji Hang swung his wine glass and said with a smile: "Fu Hanzhou probably never dreamed that he was plotted by someone."

"If it weren't for now, I really want to tell him the truth and see what his expression looks like." The man clicked his tongue and smiled wildly: "It must be very interesting."

Hearing what the man said, Ji Hang paused slightly while drinking, frowned and reminded: "The old man's people haven't left yet, so don't mess around. Otherwise, if something happens again, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to protect you."

With Fu Zhengyan and Fu Hanzhou's methods and temper, if they really knew the truth, even if the old man was here, he probably wouldn't be able to protect them, let alone if the old man wasn't here. What's the difference between stirring up trouble now and seeking death?

The man's eyes flickered and he said casually: "I know, I have a sense of propriety."

Ji Hang glanced at him, obviously doubtful. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure walking over from the corner of his eye. He immediately signaled the man with his eyes and closed his mouth at the same time.

The man put down his wine glass and looked at the middle-aged man who came over: "Uncle Cao, how did things go?"

"Young Master, everything has been settled." The man known as Uncle Cao replied: "Your traces will no longer be traced over there. This matter has been settled."

Hearing this, a pleasant smile appeared on the man's face. He bent down to pick up the wine bottle from the table and poured a glass of wine. He stood up and handed it to Uncle Cao: "Thank you, Uncle Cao, for taking the trouble for me. Let's have a drink together?"

Uncle Cao frowned slightly as he looked at the wine, stretched out his hand and declined: "I won't drink any more wine. The old man is still waiting for news from me."

There was a flash of displeasure in the rejected man's eyes, but his face remained calm: "Uncle Cao, don't worry, you can sit down first."

Uncle Cao hesitated and sat down on the sofa next to him.

Seeing Uncle Cao sit down, a look of satisfaction appeared on the man's face, and he raised his head and drank the foreign wine in the glass.

Putting the cup heavily on the marble table, he sat on the sofa facing Uncle Cao, put on a fake smile, and asked: "Uncle Cao, what do you think the old man means about this matter?"

Uncle Cao's expression did not change and he said calmly: "How can I know what the old man is thinking? I will only do things according to the old man's wishes. I don't know anything else and I don't need to know."

Hearing what Uncle Cao said, the man cursed the old fox in his heart, and continued to smile: "Uncle Cao, we have known each other for so many years, and I treat you as my uncle. If I can rise to the top, you can relax a little bit. Right?"

Uncle Cao glanced at him, then quickly looked away: "Young Master is joking, I'm just a servant in the family, I don't deserve to be your uncle."

Seeing that Uncle Cao refused to eat food or salt, and refused to eat anything soft or hard, the man's face suddenly darkened.