The host of the quick travel holds the poor villain and won't let go

"Xiaoqing?"

A black car stopped in front of Fu Chuqing.

Fu Chuqing, who was crying, slowly raised her head when she heard the warm and familiar voice.

Seeing the tear-stained little face, the man in the car's eyes lit up.

"It really is you, Xiaoqing."

"do you remember me?"

Fu Chuqing looked at the man's gentle and handsome face, which gradually overlapped with the face in her memory.

"Brother Jingcheng, you are back home?!"

Duan Jingcheng's heart couldn't stop beating wildly when he heard Fu Chuqing calling him 'Brother Jingcheng'. There was a strange feeling in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily as he said:

"It seems Xiaoqing hasn't forgotten me yet."

He looked at Fu Chuqing's red eyes and tear-stained cheeks, and frowned distressedly.

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you? Did anyone bully you?"

As he spoke, he got out of the car and pulled Fu Chuqing up from the side of the road.

Fu Chuqing subconsciously put her right foot on the ground.

"hiss…"

The sharp pain in her ankle made her gasp.

Gu Jingcheng: "Xiaoqing, what's wrong?"

Fu Chuqing's lips trembled in pain, "I... I sprained my ankle."

Gu Jingcheng quickly squatted down to check on the ankle, which was swollen to the size of a baby's fist, and his eyes were full of heartache.

"Why is it so serious?!"

"We have to go to the hospital right now!"

Without waiting for Fu Chuqing to answer, he directly picked her up and gently placed her on the passenger seat.

Gu Jingcheng was about to start the car when he noticed that Fu Chuqing was not wearing a seat belt.

"Xiaoqing, fasten your seat belt."

"Xiaoqing..."

He called out twice, but Fu Chuqing still kept her head down, with a blank look in her eyes.

He sighed helplessly and leaned towards Fu Chuqing.

Fu Chuqing, who had just come back to her senses, looked at the profile of the man so close to her, and subconsciously moved back.

It was such a subtle movement, but it was noticed by Gu Jingcheng who had been paying attention to Fu Chuqing.

There was a flash of disappointment in his eyes and a bitterness in his heart.

After fastening his seat belt, he immediately straightened up with a gentle smile on his face.

"You didn't wear your seat belt, and you didn't respond when I called you, so I'll help you fasten it."

Fu Chuqing listened to Gu Jingcheng's explanation, stroking the seat belt in front of her with both hands, and said a little embarrassedly,

"Yes. Thank you, Brother Jingcheng."

Gu Jingcheng smiled good-naturedly, reached out his hand and touched the top of Fu Chuqing's head familiarly.

"How come Xiaoqing is so polite to me after only five years of not seeing each other?"

Fu Chuqing was stunned when she was touched on the head. She raised her hands to cover her head, stared at Gu Jingcheng with wide eyes, and said coquettishly,

"Brother Jingcheng, I'm already grown up, you can't touch my head anymore!"

Seeing Fu Chuqing regain her former cute appearance, Gu Jingcheng stopped teasing her and agreed with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, Xiaoqing has grown up, hehe..."

After being interrupted by Gu Jingcheng, Fu Chuqing felt much better.

Looking at the rapidly receding tree shadows outside the car window, Fu Chuqing leaned back in his chair and slowly closed his eyes.

Gu Jingcheng looked at the sleeping person and turned up the temperature in the car.

……

On the other side, the old house of the Yao family.

"What did you say? Chu Qing was picked up by a man!" Yao Muxu questioned the driver in front of him angrily.

Afraid that Yao Muxu would not believe him, the driver gritted his teeth and told him everything he saw.

"Yes, Master. As soon as I walked out the door, I saw Miss Fu being carried into a car by a man and then left."

"Besides, Miss Fu seems to be very familiar with that gentleman..."

"Enough, stop talking!" Yao Muxu, who felt he was being cuckolded, threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, his face turning pale.

"Mu Xu, why are you so angry?"

Zhang Yu looked at Yao Muxu, whose chest was heaving violently, and asked with a distressed tone.

Hearing Zhang Yu's voice, Yao Muxu quickly suppressed the anger on his face and winked at the driver standing beside him.

The driver left tactfully.

"Mom, today is your birthday. Why are you here instead of catching up with your besties?"

Zhang Yu pretended to be unhappy and said,

"Why, you don't want to see me?"

Yao Muxu stood up quickly, smiled and held Zhang Yu's arm, coaxing:

"Mom, how could that be? I didn't mean that. I just wanted you to have fun."

Zhang Yu listened to Yao Muxu's flattering words, smiled happily, gently patted the hand on her arm, and said in a doting tone,

"You…"

"I heard from your father that you were entangled with a woman named Fu something?"

Yao Muxu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing Yao Muxu like this, Zhang Yu, who knew his son well, realized that this was indeed the case.

She did not yell at Yao Muxu angrily like Yao Songshan did, but patiently explained the pros and cons to Yao Muxu.

"Now that Yao Jue is back, and you haven't established a firm foothold in the Yao family, if you marry another woman who can't help you in any way, your father will most likely be dissatisfied with you and abandon you."

"Even if Yao Jue is a cripple and poses no threat now, based on my understanding of your father, he may have children outside, so you must think carefully about it."

"Don't end up making wedding clothes for others."

Yao Muxu frowned, looking thoughtful.

Zhang Yu saw that Yao Muxu was still undecided, so he decided to give him another strong dose of medicine.

The corners of her mouth drooped, her eyes were full of worry, and she said in an anxious voice:

"Mu Xu, Mom will rely on you from now on. If someone else really takes power in the future, what will we do..."

As he spoke he began to sob.

Yao Muxu looked at Zhang Yu like this and felt helpless:

"Mom, it hasn't come to that yet, stop crying."

"If you really like that woman, you can keep her, but she can forget about the position of Madam Yao."

After listening to Zhang Yu's words, Yao Muxu realized that it would be difficult to marry Fu Chuqing.

Thinking about the little things he had experienced with Fu Chuqing, and his promise to her, Yao Muxu felt very upset.

"Mom, I understand. I will think about it carefully."

Zhang Yu also knew that he couldn't be pushed too hard, so he compromised:

"Okay, let's put this matter aside for now."

"You just made your dad angry. Come with me to apologize to your dad and meet Yao Jue while you're at it."

Yao Muxu nodded, stood up, raised his arm loosely, let Zhang Yu hold his arm, and returned to the banquet together.

Li Luo sat on the sofa in the lounge area, resting her head on Yao Jue's shoulder, playing with her hair hanging on her chest.

"so boring…"

"Ajue, were all the banquets you attended before so boring?"

Yao Jue smiled and said, "Yeah, they're all about the same."

Li Luo sighed, "Ah, then you are amazing."

She really doesn't like such boring banquets, whether in the small world or in the heaven.

Why haven’t Yao Muxu’s family come to slap her in the face yet? She is almost dying of boredom...