Quick Wear: Why did the male protagonist fall in love with the vicious villain again?

Fu Guiyan ignored him, looked around, saw his clothes in the corner, struggled to stand up and prepared to get them.

"Let me help you?" Seeing this, Song Wen stretched out his hand, but was blocked by Fu Guiyan.

The pain in his chest continued, and the boy's lips looked pale. He was still wary of this stranger and did not let Song Wen help him.

Song Wen could understand his vigilance and did not force him to help, but when he saw the direction of the boy's gaze, he immediately understood what the boy wanted to take.

"Is that your clothes? Let me get it for you."

Without waiting for the boy to refuse, he strode a few steps and picked up the clothes, which were a volunteer's jacket and a black short-sleeved shirt.

Song Wen shook the two pieces of clothing and dusted them off. When he was about to hand them to the boy, a small object suddenly fell down. He quickly caught it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had anything in your pocket. Luckily..."

When Song Wen saw the object in his hand, he suddenly froze and his eyes widened involuntarily.

This is an enamel pocket watch without a bracelet. It is only 3 or 4 centimeters long and has a small shape. A beautiful butterfly pattern is carved on the watch cover.

"you……"

He looked up at Fu Guiyan's face and studied him carefully. The more he looked at his features, the more familiar they seemed.

Song Wen clenched the object in his hand and took a deep breath: "What's your mother's name?"

Fu Guiyan frowned tightly. He didn't know what was wrong with this man: "Give my things back to me."

It was his mother's relic, which contained old photos of his parents' wedding. The thing was very small, but the photos were very clear.

Song Wen then realized that he had forgotten to hand over the clothes. He hurriedly handed the clothes to him, but did not return the pocket watch in his hand.

His hands were still shaking, and there was a hint of excitement in his voice: "You... Is your last name Fu... Is your mother's name Song Ying?"

"..." Fu Guiyan glanced at him and did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said, "Give it back to me."

Song Wen looked at the pocket watch in his hand with some reluctance, and put the pocket watch on the boy's hand, but as soon as he put it on, the watch cover popped open.

Fu Guiyan took back the pocket watch and carefully closed the cover. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Song Wen’s excited face.

Fu Guiyan: "..."

Song Xin sat on a chair in the corridor with a sullen face, looking towards the laboratory door from time to time.

"Professor...will the manager..."

The assistant was really nervous. Although the professor and Manager Song were relatives, Manager Song's style of doing things was the most rigorous. He treated everyone equally and had the same demanding standards.

He was worried whether he would be fired, but he was more worried whether Manager Song would send them to jail.

Because Manager Song actually reported his own family members and was successfully sent to jail.

Song Xin glared at him and said, "He is my second uncle. Even if he finds out, it won't matter. Grandpa and the others will understand me."

Although he said that, Song Xin hugged his arms and his body was still very tense.

After a while, the door finally opened.

Song Xinteng stood up and greeted him calmly: "Second Uncle."

Song Wen carefully helped Fu Guiyan out, smiling like a flower, but as soon as he saw Song Xin, his face immediately became gloomy and not in a good mood.

"..."

Song Xin gritted her teeth: "I'm sorry, Second Uncle, I..."

Song Wen glared: "Who are you saying sorry to?"

Song Xin understood what her second uncle meant. She looked at Fu Guiyan and the more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became. Such a useful donor should have been given to Qi An, but it was discovered at this time.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Wen: "Second Uncle, his data matches Qi'an very well, and you also know Qi'an's body..."

"Bastard!" Song Wen was furious. He would not hit women, let alone the one in front of him was his niece, but he almost let his anger get the better of him.

He pointed at Song Xin and said, "Don't force me to teach you a lesson on behalf of your father. Come over here and apologize to him right now!"

Song Xin was also holding back her anger: "Second Uncle! You watched Qi'an grow up!"

Song Wen was so angry that smoke came out of his nostrils and his face turned purple. He endured it again and again, suppressed his cursing, and spoke coldly.

"Let me tell you why their data matches so well..."

"He is related to you and Qi'an by blood."

"He is your aunt's child."

Song Xin's head buzzed.

"……what?"