Being urged to get married, she got married with the heir of a wealthy family in seconds

Fu Sichen glanced at An Ningsha calmly, then looked at Fang Yu, "Take her away."

An Ningsha struggled, and Fang Yu suffered several more injuries.

In the end, Fu Sichen didn't want to make a big deal out of the matter at the police station, so he had to grab An Ningsha and leave the police station himself.

Yan Luoman held Fu Zining's hand and apologized in a low voice as they passed by Fang Yu: "I'm sorry."

Fang Yu was stunned.

Yan Luoman didn't explain much and took Fu Zining into her rented Bentley.

Along the way, Fu Zining was fidgeting, with his head down, glancing at Yan Luoman beside him from time to time.

Yan Luoman was answering phone calls and dealing with project issues all the way. Although she saw Fu Zining's uneasiness, she didn't have time to say anything.

When we arrived at Yan Luoman’s old neighborhood, it was already getting dark.

Fu Zining walked quickly to Yan Luoman and shouted in the dark corridor: "Ha!"

The voice-controlled lights in the corridor lit up.

Fu Zining turned his head and looked at Yan Luoman, as if trying to please her.

Yan Luoman laughed and continued talking on the phone.

Fu Zining seemed to have received Yan Luoman's praise, and he trotted upstairs to light up the corridor lights for Yan Luoman.

Seeing that Fu Zining was about to miss the floor, Yan Luoman covered the phone and said, "We're here."

Fu Zining did not climb up any further and returned to Yan Luoman's side.

Yan Luoman tilted his head, holding the phone and searching for the key, and said to the other end of the phone: "Okay, I know the situation. I will go and ask about it tomorrow morning. Don't worry, I will not be careless just because the project is small. Don't worry about it. I am very optimistic about your project."

The other party said something else before hanging up the phone.

Yan Luoman found the key and forgot for a moment that the phone was still between her ears, and it slipped off her shoulder.

Just as she was about to scream in pain, she saw a handsome hand steadily catch her phone. Seeing that the person was Fu Sichen, she was slightly startled: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Zining hid behind Yan Luoman and grabbed the collar around Yan Luoman's waist tightly.

Fu Sichen asked casually, "Do you think the old man would trust him to a strange woman to take care of him?"

"There's no place for you in my house." Yan Luoman inserted the key and opened the door.

"I'll sleep wherever Fu Zining sleeps."

Yan Luoman chuckled disdainfully, "You don't think I'm that kind, do you? Fu Zining slept on the sofa."

Fu Sichen paused slightly and looked at the short and small fabric sofa where he had sat yesterday. The sofa was quite spacious for Fu Zining to sleep on, but he was tall and strong, so was he going to sleep with his legs crossed?

"We can sleep together even if we get divorced but don't leave home," he said expressionlessly.

Yan Luoman couldn't believe that such shameless words would come out of Fu Sichen's mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, her eyes slightly widened, looking at the serious Fu Sichen, and didn't know what to ask him.

After a moment, Fu Sichen said again: "I don't want to squeeze with you either, so I'll send Fu Zining back."

"I don't want it!!!" Fu Zining's heart, which had originally calmed down, was threatened again.

Seeing Fu Zining turned pale again, Yan Luoman patted his back helplessly, "I'll sleep on the sofa, okay?"

Fu Zining immediately looked at Yan Luoman with heartache and guilt on his face.

"Don't be like this. Go take a shower and go to bed. Don't think you won't study when you come to my place. I'm afraid your dad will come back and blame me."

Fu Zining was frightened again and went to wash up obediently.

Yan Luoman brought out the stove from the bedroom, but was afraid that Fu Sichen would think she was selfish, so she plugged it in while explaining, "You two grown men will never feel cold sleeping together. If you feel cold, just hold Fu Zining. The child is small and has a hot temper."

Fu Sichen looked at her quietly without saying anything.

Yan Luoman felt uncomfortable being stared at by those eyes, and said, "I'm very busy recently and can't catch a cold. If you are afraid of the cold, stay in a hotel for one night and move out tomorrow."

Yan Luoman walked into the room again and took out the blanket draped over the quilt. When she moved in, she had never thought that anyone would come to live in her house, so naturally she would not buy extra beds and quilts.

Fu Sichen watched her go in and move her down jacket and make her sofa very warm, and then he sat down at one end of the sofa.

After all, there was really no other place to sit in her house except the bed in the room and the sofa in the living room.

Fu Zining came out wrapped in a bath towel, shivering all over.

Yan Luoman quickly ran into the bedroom again and turned on the electric blanket.

Fu Zining quickly got into the quilt, stared at Yan Luoman with his big black and white eyes, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Yan Luoman sat down beside the bed, and after looking at him for a moment, she sighed softly: "I'm sorry."

Fu Zining was stunned.

"You're right. I was not thoughtful enough to help you vent your anger at the Fu family last time. I was about to leave, but I still helped you to attract hatred. Have you been having a harder time these days?"

As soon as Yan Luoman finished speaking, the corners of Fu Zining's mouth drooped, tears swirled in his eyes, and he said nothing.

Yan Luoman pulled his bath towel out of the quilt, sat on the bed and helped him wipe his wet hair, and explained: "I thought Mr. Fu valued you. Now that he knew about the evil deeds of An Ningsha and the old witch, he would definitely protect you, but it seems..."

Fu Zining hid his head in the quilt again, and a muffled voice came out: "He has been busy and is in the study every day. I went to find him. The first two times he asked the housekeeper to warn them. The third time he was annoyed with me and said that I was not like Fu Sichen at all and couldn't handle such a small matter. I didn't dare to go to him anymore."

Yan Luoman should have thought of this as well. After all, even the legendary bastard Fu Sinian couldn't defeat the old witch. After all, the old witch could easily force the 30-year-old Fu Sichen to lose his mind, let alone Fu Zining who was so submissive.

She stroked him gently through the quilt and coaxed him, "It's okay, wait until your dad comes back and let your dad deal with them!"

Fu Zining cried, "Am I really useless? No matter how hard I try, I can never catch up with Fu Sichen?"

Yan Luoman was helpless: "I don't understand you wealthy people. But I know that comparing with others is either endless pain or empty happiness. Both feelings are not good."

Fu Zining slowly poked out his two moist eyes, very confused: "Can I still be happy?"

"You performed better than the other kids at the banquet today. Did you feel happy?" Yan Luoman spoke to a child with rare patience in a coaxing tone.

Fu Zining thought for a moment, then nodded honestly and shyly.

"How long will this happiness last?"

Fu Zining didn't understand and looked at Yan Luoman blankly.

Yan Luoman pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I don't know what I'm saying to you. When you don't need to find a sense of existence in others, you will understand. I just want to tell you now that you have to fight for what you want by yourself. If you want happiness, go find happiness. You know that it will be painful to compare with Fu Sichen, are you stupid? You have to find unhappiness."

"But my father..." Fu Zining's voice stopped abruptly. He suddenly remembered that Yan Luoman didn't seem to know that his real father was Fu Sinian.

Yan Luoman could naturally see the panic in his eyes. Today he had been calling Fu Sichen by his name. How did this mean that he was afraid of his father?

She touched his head and said, "Go to sleep! You won't grow tall if you think too much."

"Well, good night." He shyly hid his head in the quilt again.

Yan Luoman turned off the lights for him and walked out.