The brothers were reborn with tears in their eyes and wanted to pamper their sister to heaven

When Shang Nigyue's crying voice came over the phone, Fu Ximing felt as if someone had squeezed his heart.

"Okay, I'll be right back." He promised his little girl while getting in the car.

Shang Yan looked away, not daring to look at his sister's tear-stained face. It was their fault that they always made his sister cry.

Shang Che was also frustrated at this time. He was the king in his field.

For my sister, he is a bastard who only makes her angry.

"Yueyue..." A sigh overflowed from Shang Yan's mouth. He was born as a proud son of heaven. Others have always supported him. He has only coaxed two women in his life.

One is his biological mother, and the other is his younger sister.

They are not far apart now, but Shang Yan feels inexplicable panic.

He was afraid...that his sister really didn't want them anymore.

At this time, Shang Ningyue was feeling uncomfortable by herself, and did not pay attention to their expressions, let alone... Shang Yan walked over directly.

He really couldn't control it. Seeing his sister crying so sadly, he could only stand aside and couldn't even come forward to comfort her. This was even more uncomfortable than killing him!

Regardless of what his sister just said, Shang Yan stepped forward and took Ningyue, who was still crying, into his arms.

Shang Ningyue felt like she was being pulled into a broad embrace. She was tired of crying and didn't want to struggle anymore.

There was a big hand gently patting her back, and she felt that her mood was even more broken. She just buried it in Shang Yan's waist, and her tears fell in large drops, even soaking through Shang Yan's suit vest and soaking through his shirt.

Shang Yan was heartbroken beyond measure.

He least wanted to see such a scene. After all, it was the three of them who made this evil, and now Ningyue had to bear it alone.

They always wanted her to be happy, but...it was because of them that my sister was so sad.

Shang Che looked dejectedly at Shang Yan comforting his sister. He felt that he had lost his face.

If you want to say who among the three of them treats his sister the worst, it is undoubtedly him.

He's a bastard!

Fu Ximing was driving very fast, and all he could think about now was the aggrieved cry, asking her to come back quickly.

Shang Ningyue cried and subconsciously grabbed Shang Yan's clothes. Shang Yan was silent and patted his sister's back gently.

As if torturing himself, listening to his sister's cries, he felt that nothing could break his heart more than this.

Until Fu Ximing walked in quickly and saw this scene.

His little man was just holding Shang Yan and crying...

He didn't need to look at her face to know that the little girl was not crying loudly, but just sobbing quietly.

But that thin back made him feel pain in his heart for no reason.

He couldn't control his temper. These days he saw the little girl feeling sad and sad.

In fact, they also laid grievances against Shang Yan. They made his little girl cry today. At this time, he really wanted to fight with Shang Yan. If he won, the little girl would be his. He would never, not It will make him cry.

But the little girl is gentle and kind. If she was really angry with Shang Yan and the others, she would not have been internally dissatisfied for so long, nor would she let Shang Yan and the others move in.

I just want to give everyone a step down, but...

Shang Yan is so useless. He hasn't coaxed his little girl for so long, and now he still makes her cry.

Fu Ximing stood at the door for a while, then strode over and took the little girl out of Shang Yan's arms.

He picked her up easily. The little girl had become thinner recently.

Shang Ningyue was still dizzy from crying, but now she felt like she was weightless.

She fell into another broad and warm embrace, and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around that person.

After smelling the familiar smell, Shang Nigyue buried her head directly into Fu Ximing's neck.

Fu Ximing rubbed the little girl's face: "Don't cry anymore, your eyes will hurt if you cry again."

After saying that, regardless of Shang Yan and the others being present, he turned his head and kissed Shang Ningyue's forehead.

His movements were compassionate and gentle, as if anything harder would cause his little girl pain.

Shang Yan had already turned cold when Fu Ximing snatched his sister away. When he saw Fu Ximing being intimate with his sister in front of him like no one else, he clenched his fists angrily.

And Shang Che also changed his expression.

Moreover, Ningyue's tears did stop when Fu Ximing said softly, "Stop crying."

It embarrassed both of them even more.

Fu Ximing saw that Shang Yan and Shang Che were dissatisfied with him, but so what?

His little girl was made to cry by them.

Fu Ximing himself was still dissatisfied with them.

"Fu Ximing, let go of my sister." Shang Yan said solemnly.

Fu Ximing was unmoved. He and Shang Yan had known each other for many years, and they knew each other's bottom line very well.

He knew that Shang Yan was suppressing his temper at the moment, but why wasn't he?

They could coax the little girl, but they wanted to make her angry, so they couldn't blame him for falling out.

Shang Che still had some sense at this time, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Shang Yan: "Brother, Yueyue is here."

Only then did Shang Yan regain some sense.

Shang Ningyue remained silent, regardless of the turbulent undercurrent between them.

She was tired and a little sleepy now.

Having Fu Ximing here made her feel at ease.

So she was already half asleep and half awake at this time. Fu Ximing felt the little girl in his arms burying her head in his neck and knew that she wanted to sleep.

He lowered his voice: "Yueyue is sleepy."

It means don't say anything now, wait until Ningyue falls asleep.

After about ten minutes, Shang Ningyue fell asleep.

Fu Ximing kissed her little face lovingly and prepared to take her to the room.

Shang Yan next to him saw his actions and his forehead jumped again and again.

But I still endured it in the end. After all, my sister cried for so long and consumed too much. It would be good to take a nap.

Fu Ximing carried the person into the room. The dim light in the room did not affect Fu Ximing's view of the little girl in his arms. She was lying on her back, and she was incredibly well-behaved, like a doll.

Fu Ximing couldn't help but wonder if she was a real person. He even nervously reached out and felt the little girl's pulse.

The little girl cried until her eyelids were red and the tip of her nose was red. She looked pitiful and cute at the same time.

Fu Ximing put her on the bed and stared at her. He couldn't help but kiss her eyes gently.

He really cares about this little girl.

Thinking of Shang Yan and Shang Che, his face turned cold again.

Shang Yan and Shang Che waited for Fu Ximing for a long time, so long that Shang Yan thought Fu Ximing was doing something inside and was about to knock on the door.

The door was suddenly opened, and Fu Ximing walked out.

Shang Yan stood opposite him, and the two didn't speak for a long time until Shang Che came forward: "Brother."

Only then did Shang Yan move away from staring at Fu Ximing: "Let's talk."