I and my bestie dressed up as a rich man's wife and ran away with the ball

"Mr. Fu? Mr. Fu?"

The subordinates shouted many times but received no response, so they quickly contacted the servants in the villa to find Fu Siyu.

Then, the servants found Fu Siyu fainted in the study.

There was another round of chaos, and Fu Siyu finally woke up. The housekeeper was almost scared to death, "Master, are you okay?"

In the eyes of everyone, Fu Siyu has always been an unshakable iron man. Now that Fu Siyu suddenly falls down, everyone thinks that something unbearable has happened to the Fu family, or that something has gone wrong with Fu Siyu himself.

"Master, is the company okay?"

Fu Siyu gently closed his eyes and waved to everyone, "Nothing, everyone go down."

"Yes."

Everyone quickly left the room. Fu Siyu slowly opened his eyes. The sting of the snow-white ceiling made him squint slightly. For a moment, he seemed to be back to the scene when Su Ran and he were playing on the bed.

Su Ran liked to tease him. Sometimes when she saw that he was about to fall asleep, she would sit over to him and smile at him with her eyes curved.

On one side, there was Su Ran's cheerful and happy appearance, and on the other side, there were subordinates saying that Su Ran had remarried and had children. The two voices intertwined and expanded in Fu Siyu's mind, almost shattering everything in his brain.

Fu Siyu's eyes were red, and even though he was already trapped in the abyss of pain and unable to extricate himself, he still lay there quietly without moving.

In other words, he himself didn't know what he wanted to do now.

The house was eerily quiet, as if the only sound was the sound of memories flowing through the room.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open. Thinking it was a servant, Fu Siyu said indifferently, "Didn't I tell you to go down?"

It seemed like someone was about to step in, but stopped after taking one step.

Noticing the unusual footsteps, Fu Siyu turned his head and saw Yuanyuan standing at the door with her lips pursed, looking at Fu Siyu hesitantly.

"Uncle Fu, am I disturbing you?"

Fu Siyu narrowed his eyes slightly, "No, come here."

Yuanyuan nodded and ran towards Fu Siyu in small steps.

Fu Siyu has always been tall and strong in front of Yuanyuan. This is the first time he has seen Fu Siyu lying on the bed, weakly hanging with an IV drip.

Her round and pretty eyebrows wrinkled, "Uncle Fu, are you sick?"

"Yeah." Fu Siyu stretched out his hand from under the quilt and touched the back of his round hand. "It's so cold. Go back to your room. It's quite cold at night."

Seeing Fu Siyu's actions, Yuanyuan blinked her eyelashes and said, "Uncle Fu, my mother also talks to me like this."

His mother would also touch the back of his hand and tell him to put on more clothes.

Uncle Fu obviously looks aloof and serious, but a lot of his actions are a bit like his mother.

Yuanyuan, who had already gradually developed trust in Fu Siyu, now became even closer to him.

He looked at Fu Siyu's pale face and asked cautiously, "Uncle Fu, can I stay here and sleep with you?"

Fu Siyu was not used to being in the same room with other people, but this was a rare vulnerable moment for Fu Siyu. After hesitating for two seconds, he nodded, "Okay."

There was a light in Yuanyuan's eyes. He took off his shoes, gently lifted the quilt, and then lay down next to Fu Siyu.

Although he always knew that Yuanyuan was a very small ball, when he really came close to him, Fu Siyu had a deeper understanding of the size of the child.

It's so small, and even though there's one more person entering the quilt, it doesn't take up much space, and it looks no different from before.

Fu Siyu subconsciously covered Yuanyuan with the quilt, just like when his parents took care of him so considerately and tenderly when he was a child.

After making sure that the quilt was no longer leaking air, Fu Siyu withdrew his hand, but a pair of small hands were wrapped around his arm.

He lowered his head and saw Yuanyuan's unusually large and bright eyes, "Uncle Fu, have you encountered something unhappy?"

Fu Siyu forced a smile and said, "It's okay."

"I have an idea."

As Yuanyuan spoke, she reached out her hand and patted Fu Siyu a few times, then grabbed a few handfuls in the air and blew on them with her fist to her mouth.

He smiled and comforted Fu Siyu, "Uncle Fu, I have blown away all your troubles."

He thought Fu Siyu would be happier this way, because Su Ran was always very happy when he coaxed her like this before.

But he didn't expect that Fu Siyu's eyes suddenly turned red.

Yuanyuan was stunned, "Uncle Fu?"

Fu Siyu closed his eyes tightly and forced back the tears. "Who taught you this method?"

Yuanyuan didn't dare reveal her identity, so she could only say something casually, "The housekeeper taught me."

Fu Siyu's heart suddenly dropped back, and he said in a muffled voice, "Okay."

Yuanyuan came close to Fu Siyu and tentatively hugged his arm, "Uncle Fu, don't be unhappy. Tell me if you are unhappy. My mother told me that if you share your sadness with others, it will be cut in half."

Maybe it’s because Yuanyuan is young and doesn’t know other people.

There were many things that Fu Siyu would never tell anyone else, but he told them to Yuanyuan at this moment, even though Yuanyuan could not understand them at all.

"I have someone I love very much, but she doesn't want me anymore."

Yuanyuan only half understood, and only felt that Fu Siyu's aura was very sad. He was also infected and a little sad, "There will be people who are willing to have Uncle Fu."

"It's not her anymore." Fu Siyu touched Yuanyuan's head, "You don't understand now, and I hope you won't understand in the future."

Yuanyuan was confused, but thinking of her father who died early and her mother who was pursued by many handsome men, Yuanyuan blinked her eyes and said, "Uncle Fu, why don't you try to be my father? My mother is the best woman in the world."

"......" Fu Siyu was amused by Yuanyuan's words, "You have always been reluctant to mention your parents, where is your father?"

"My mother never told me, but I heard from others that my father died a long time ago."

But that's not the point. Yuanyuan has never seen her father since she was a child, so she has no impression of the word "father". "My mother is very beautiful and has many admirers. Uncle Fu, do you want to give it a try? Maybe there will be a chance."

Fu Siyu patted Yuanyuan's shoulder and said, "No, I don't have any plans for the time being."

Yuanyuan felt it was a bit of a pity. In fact, among all the uncles who pursued his mother, his favorite was Uncle Zhu Yuan.

But his mother secretly told him that Uncle Zhu Yuan might become Tangtang's father, so he gave up the plan.

Uncle Fu is a very nice person now, but he has someone he likes.

Alas, Yuanyuan is a little worried. All the other friends have fathers. When will he be able to find a father that he satisfies?