After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

Anton, who had never seen anyone get someone by pure secret love, waved his hand to the lower right after seeing Fu Jincheng sneer at him disdainfully.

Anton didn't show it on his face, but what he was thinking in his heart was that there was a high probability that Fu Jincheng's secret crush had gone wrong.

Look at it now, they are waving directly at the air.

Alas, if this continues, I don’t know when I can catch up.

Anton, feeling sympathetic in his heart, just blinked, and suddenly another person appeared on the video screen, whom he thought would never be there.

Looking at that familiar face, Anton was so shocked that he slid off his chair to the ground.

Fu Jincheng actually fantasized right in front of the person he was dealing with?!

Wen Yinuo was wearing headphones and did not notice Anton at first.

It was not until Anton slid off the chair with a thumping sound that he noticed that there was another person watching him.

The boy's confused gaze moved between Fu Jincheng and Anton on the screen.

Before he could speak, Anton's voice stammered in surprise:

"You, you, you, have you been here all this time?"

Wen Yinuo slapped away Fu Jincheng's hand on his lower back and opened his thin lips slightly:

"Yes, always."

Anton fell to the ground for the second time.

He climbed up by holding onto the table, and smiled at the camera with a very vicissitudes of life:

"Did you also hear the boss's fantasy?"

Wen Yinuo frowned slightly, his eyes wandering to the face of the young man beside him:

"What fantasy?"

Fu Jincheng, who was rude to Anton and didn't even give him a smile, felt aggrieved in an instant.

"It's not a fantasy." He held Wen Yinuo on his lap and sat on his knees. "I just told him kindly that you and I are together, Xiaobao."

"Not only did he not believe it, he even said I was sick."

Anton: “Huh?”

They started to frame Wen Yinuo right in front of him, thinking he was stupid or dead.

Wen Yinuo is not stupid but has a filter for Fu Jincheng and is partial to him. Although he did not believe the words "you are sick", there was still obvious condemnation in his eyes when he looked at Anton.

"We are together." The young man's eyes were gentle and he dropped a bomb.

Anton didn't hear a word of what was said afterwards.

He couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

Why is it that Fu Jincheng, who is so taciturn that he can't even say three words, can still win the girl's heart by relying on pure secret love?

It only took half a year for them to meet again and he finally got the girl.

What about him? He also relies on pure secret love.

After two years of dating, my sweetheart who is far away in my homeland, our child is almost one year old.

"Boss." Anton looked at Fu Jincheng with an unprecedented admiration, "How do you get someone just by having a crush on them? Teach me."

"When the time comes, I will return home so that I can continue pursuing Isa."

Fu Jincheng almost didn't know how to answer:

"…Isn't she married and has children?"

"It doesn't matter." Anton said calmly, "Isn't there an old saying, 'If you use the hoe well, there is no wall that cannot be dug down'?"

"Once I learn your skills, I can also pry you away when you get married."

Wen Yinuo: "...Do you know that this kind of behavior is called a mistress?"

Anton used the messy knowledge he had learned to say: "In love, the one who is not loved is the mistress."

Fu Jincheng ended the meeting expressionlessly and immediately explained to Wen Yinuo:

"I didn't teach him to do this. My uncle and aunt did."

Wen Yinuo:?

He didn't ask.

Worried that the boy would not believe it, Fu Jincheng continued to explain the details:

"According to Anton himself, his biological parents, my uncle and aunt, were brought together by poaching."

Wen Yinuo remained tactically silent, trying to understand.

I failed to understand and could not give praise against my will.

After struggling in his heart, Wen Yinuo started from himself and comforted the uneasy Fu Jincheng:

"Don't worry, brother. I won't be stolen away by anyone."

The two people's ideas were completely off the track. Although the results they obtained were strange, they were both very satisfied with each other.

Fu Jincheng could tell that Wen Yinuo did not misunderstand him because of this, so after pulling him close for a while, he began to show off in all directions without any blind spots.

Knowing Wen Yinuo, he directly stated that the two were together.

If you don't know, then it will be replaced by "What? How do you know that I'm with my crush?"

"Hmm? You ask how long it took? Not long. From the time we met to the time we were together, it was only a little over half a year."

To all those who are forced to eat dog food: …

Did he ask that question?

Not at all!

Fu Jincheng simply shows off his affection without caring about the lives of single people!

Fu Jincheng showed off like a peacock spreading its tail, and he didn't stop for almost a month.

He even drove to a psychiatrist.

As usual, he took Wen Yinuo to see the doctor. Neither the doctor nor the patient spoke. As soon as he opened his mouth, the pride and smugness in his tone could not be concealed.

"Let me introduce you, this is my boyfriend, Wen Yinuo."

Don’t refer to him as “Mr. Fu’s younger brother” or “Mr. Fu’s younger brother” anymore.

The doctor congratulated and smiled, but he was still complaining in his mind.

A piece of stainless steel, and you dare to show off in front of him.

If I hadn't kindly reminded you, would it be possible for me to show off today?

absolutely not!

Only Wen Yinuo could be truly happy when facing Fu Jincheng like this.

By this calculation, these two people are a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

Fu Jincheng, who was cocky in front of the doctor, was not at ease even after waiting outside the clinic for two hours.

This floor is full of psychological treatment rooms, and the inpatient department is upstairs.

There is never a shortage of family members or patients coming down from the inpatient department in the corridor.

In the past, during the more than two hours of waiting, Fu Jincheng would sit quietly and not say a word.

For those who don’t know, many people mistake him for a patient at first sight.

But today, Fu Jincheng saw a person, not counting eight, eighteen or eighty years old, grinning foolishly in front of people with bared teeth, and opening his mouth, he said, "I'm together with the person I have a crush on."

Really sick.

So when Wen Yinuo finished the treatment and came out, he was faced with the stares of everyone in the corridor.

Before he could ask clearly, Fu Jincheng was called into the doctor's treatment room.

Compared with Fu Jincheng, Wen Yinuo is truly socially anxious and never takes the initiative to talk to strangers.

He could only sit in a chair bored and play with his phone, distracted by his thoughts. For more than two hours, he wondered what his brother had done to be so infuriating that he was being stared at by everyone around him.

Before I could figure out the problem, a familiar ball rolled to my feet.

When I looked up, the little girl in hospital gown that I met the last time I came to the hospital was standing not far away, pointing at the ball at her feet:

"ball."

Wen Yinuo smiled at the little girl in a friendly manner, bent down to pick up the ball, walked to the little girl, squatted down and handed it to her:

"The ball is for you."

The little girl held the ball nervously, her lips tightly pursed, and her eyes like black grapes flashed with desire.

She was trying hard to overcome her fear.

Wen Yinuo was not in a hurry. He took her to sit on the chair and waited patiently.

The big and the small stared at each other in silence for a long time, and the little girl spoke in a low voice:

"Thank you, brother."