As soon as Mu Chenghui saw Fu Sihan's temperament, he knew that he was not an ordinary person.

After all, Mu Chenghui also works as a security guard in a large company. He occasionally meets some upper-class people and can naturally see the difference between them and ordinary people.

Mu Chenghui patted the driver's shoulder and said, "Go down and check the situation first."

The driver opened the car door and fell out of the driving seat, rolling and crawling.

He asked tremblingly: "You, what are you going to do?"

Fu Sizhan's stern eyes swept across the back seat of the van and saw Mu Chenghui sitting in the back, and the little girl who was huddled up in fear.

Mu Qianqian seems to be fine for the time being.

Fu Sihan's heart, which had been hanging in the air all the way, finally eased a little.

Assistant Wang said, "Let everyone in your car get out. Our president's house was robbed and we suspect you are the thieves."

"It's unfair. I'm just a hauler. How could I possibly steal something?"

"You didn't steal it. Are you sure the people in your car didn't steal it either? Ask them to get out and check."

The driver returned to the van and told Mu Chenghui about the situation.

Mu Chenghui said viciously: "Someone stole something, how did they find out about us? It's really unlucky."

However, when he learned that the other party was not targeting Mu Qianqian, he more or less relaxed his vigilance.

The driver advised him, "Just get off. There are so many of them. If we check them out sooner, we can leave earlier."

Mu Chenghui threatened Mu Qianqian: "Be careful. If I hear you say something you shouldn't, I will cut your face! Do you hear me?"

"Listen, I heard it."

All three people in the van got out.

Assistant Wang ordered, "Search the three of them."

Hearing this familiar voice, Mu Qianqian subconsciously looked up.

Could it be... that the uncle came to save her?

Thinking of this possibility, Mu Qianqian's breathing quickened.

She looked at the man in the middle of the crowd.

That tall and straight figure looks almost exactly like the uncle, could it be him?

Several bodyguards in black came forward and pretended to search the three of them.

When he walked to Mu Chenghui, the bodyguard suddenly attacked, grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard.

With a "crack", the bone broke.

The dagger hidden in the sleeve fell to the ground with a thud.

Mu Chenghui wailed in pain and was horrified.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? You have the guts to kidnap someone in broad daylight. You are so bold!" Assistant Wang scolded coldly.

"Who said I kidnapped someone? What evidence do you have?"

"Save these words for the police."

Fu Sihan stretched out his hand towards Mu Qianqian, "Qianqian."

"Uncle, it's you."

Mu Qianqian raised a bright smile, ran towards Fu Sihan, and flew into his arms like a little butterfly.

She hugged Fu Sihan's neck, feeling terrified.

"I was scared to death just now."

Fu Sihan patted her on the back and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Mu Qianqian leaned in his arms, smelling the familiar scent of agarwood on him, and her nervous heartbeat gradually slowed down.

"Uncle, aren't you very busy today? How come you have time to answer my call?"

Fu Sihan said in a deep voice: "If it wasn't urgent, you wouldn't call me so easily."

So even if he was in an important meeting, he would answer her call without hesitation.

Hearing this answer, Mu Qianqian felt warm in her heart.

She praised sincerely: "Uncle, you are so smart."

Not only did the uncle immediately realize her situation, he didn't make a sound during the call.

He also pretended to lose something and searched her body to let Mu Chenghui relax his guard, so he successfully rescued her.

Fu Sihan was very pleased with Mu Qianqian's simple compliment, and he raised his lips in a good mood.

The next second, Mu Qianqian's body suddenly flew into the air and was picked up horizontally by someone.

Mu Qianqian subconsciously hugged Fu Sihan's neck, "Uncle?"

"hold me."

Fu Sihan's steady voice rang in his ears.

Mu Qianqian hugged him tightly and was carried to the back seat of the luxury car.

Her cheeks flushed and felt slightly hot.

Mu Qianqian would naturally feel embarrassed being carried into the car in front of so many people.

"Wait for me here for a while."

"Yeah." Mu Qianqian nodded obediently.

Fu Sihan ruffled her hair, took off his expensive watch and placed it in her palm.

Mu Qianqian sat in the car and waited quietly.

The pointer on the dial was ticking, but the uncle had not come back yet.

What did the uncle do?

……

Ten minutes later, Fu Sihan returned to the car.

"Uncle, you seem to smell of blood."

Mu Qianqian frowned and smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Really? You smelled it wrong." Fu Sihan said in a cold voice.

"Put on my watch."

Mu Qianqian put the watch in her hand back on his thin wrist.

The cold watch was warmed up by her.

Mu Qianqian's small hand also fell into the big palm and was wrapped in his warm and rough palm.

"Let's go." Fu Sihan ordered calmly.

The driver drove in fear.

Assistant Wang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also had a strange expression on his face, and his attitude was more cautious than usual.

After all, Mr. Fu’s performance just now was really... beyond their expectations.

Since taking charge of the Fu family, Mr. Fu has rarely been so angry. In fact, most of the outsiders' evaluation of his cold-bloodedness comes from the relentless infighting in the business circle.

But this time, President Fu actually took action himself, and his attack was not gentle.

That Mu Chenghui is almost ruined.

Recalling the scene just now, Assistant Wang couldn't help but shudder.

Mr. Fu seems to be too concerned about Miss Mu... I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

……

Mu Qianqian asked about Mu Chenghui's fate, and Fu Sihan said calmly: "He will never appear again."

He didn't want to tell her the rest, so Mu Qianqian naturally had no way of knowing.

"I wanted to go out and feed the stray cats, but it's all his fault. I lost all the cat food I just bought."

Mu Qianqian sat on the sofa, feeling extremely distressed.

Her face is white and tender, and her lips are pink and plump, making people want to rub them.

Fu Sihan couldn't help but reach out and pinch her face.

“Lose it and buy it again.”

"But that bag of cat food cost several hundred yuan, and I didn't feed any of it. The stray cats didn't even get a bite, and it was lost."

For Mu Qianqian, this amount of money was quite a bit, after all, her monthly living expenses were only a few dollars before.

Mu Qianqian angrily punched the pillow a few times.

It's all Mu Chenghui's fault! It's all his fault!

Fu Sihan rarely heard of money of this magnitude.

several hundred.

He was stunned for two seconds before he realized that it was not tens of billions or millions, but just a few hundred dollars.

Fu Sihan smiled and said, "Just buy it next time. Don't get angry over such a small matter."

Mu Qianqian puffed her cheeks and said seriously.

"Uncle, it's not easy for you to earn money. I can't spend your money lavishly. Let's save a little bit, just in case in the future..."

Fu Sihan asked: "What in the future?"

Mu Qianqian counted on her fingers, her cheeks slightly red, "...in the future when we have children, we will have more places to spend money."

Fu Sihan was speechless.

He has never had to worry about money since he was born, so Mu Qianqian's concerns have never been within his consideration.

"Uncle, I forgot to tell you before. Please stop buying me so many limited edition clothes. I already have enough clothes to wear, and my closet is almost full."

Fu Sihan said without thinking: "Then change to a bigger wardrobe."

Mu Qianqian was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

How come the uncle doesn't care about money at all?

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