The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"Xiao Yi!" Zhuo Qingfan grabbed the boy's wrist and said helplessly, "What balcony are you going to, look at your body."

After tossing around in the kitchen, the boy's body was covered with stains, his white shirt was wrinkled, and the black mark on his chin was still there.

Fu Yunyi was sitting on the sofa.

Zhuo Qingfan took a wet towel and wiped the soot on his face little by little.

"Are there any burns on your body?" The man asked softly, "When I went in, I saw that the oil in the pan was still frying."

"Yes." Fu Yunyi stretched out his hand, and there was a small scar on the palm where a piece of skin had been scalded, exposing red flesh and blood.

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes stabbed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Yunyi, what do you want me to do with you?"

"I'm sorry." The boy said with a trembling voice, "I really didn't mean to cause trouble for you, I just saw that you were unhappy, so I wanted to cook you a meal myself."

Zhuo Qingfan's shoulders trembled, and his heart felt sore and sore as if he had been hit by a fist.

Since when did Xiao Yi, who was as proud as a peacock in their family, become so cautious?

"Stop doing this kind of thing again." The man whispered.

Fu Yunyi lowered his head and did not speak.

"No one deserves you to cook for him yourself."

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Qingfan took out the medicine box from under the coffee table, took out alcohol and antiseptic cotton, and wiped the boy's wound bit by bit.

After treating the wound, Zhuo Qingfan went into the kitchen to make a simple dinner. The two of them had their own concerns and didn't speak. They ate the dinner in silence.

Fu Yunyi went into the bathroom to take a shower, and after washing up, he sat on the sofa in a bathrobe and watched TV.

Zhuo Qingfan packed his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Half an hour later, the man came out of the bathroom in a white bathrobe, glanced at the person on the sofa, and said softly, "It's getting late, stop watching TV, go and have a rest."

Fu Yunyi hummed, and quickly turned off the TV.

Zhuo Qingfan went upstairs wearing slippers, Fu Yunyi hurriedly got up to follow.

"Squeak." The bedroom door opened.

Zhuo Qingfan fumbled in the dark to turn on the light and walked in.

Fu Yunyi also acted like a kitten, following in as if nothing had happened.

Zhuo Qingfan glanced at him, but said nothing.

Fu Yunyi stood by the door without saying a word. Seeing that Zhuo Qingfan wanted to change into pajamas, he quickly walked to the cabinet, took out a set from it, and handed him the cotton blue pajamas that Zhuo Qingfan often wore at night.

Zhuo Qingfan took it calmly, shook his clothes and said, "Go out."

Fu Yunyi opened his mouth: "Brother, I...can't I sleep here?"

Zhuo Qingfan turned to stare at him: "What do you think?"

The boy lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice like a child who made a mistake: "I see, then, brother, you should go to bed earlier, I'm going out."

After finishing speaking, the boy turned around with heavy steps and walked out in small steps.

The door closes.

The calm that Zhuo Qingfan was holding on to immediately collapsed, and after taking a long breath, he fell down on the bed with a bang.

When the boy left, the little reluctant eyes kept turning in his mind.

It hurts.

Zhuo Qingfan raised his hand out of focus and grabbed the clothes at his heart.

I really feel bad.

That little one is poor.

Poor little kitten.

How he was so determined to drive him out.

He was injured, and there was such a big scar on his hand. I didn't know how painful it was when I took a bath just now. The scar was still scalded for cooking a meal for him, and the flesh and blood were exposed.

After getting burned, he also yelled at him and said he was messing around and getting him into trouble.

Ah... Zhuo Qingfan buried his face in the soft pillow, his heart was in a mess.

Fu Yunyi and Qiao Xiaonan, like two ropes in different directions, pulled him into two pieces.

He still can't struggle, can't shout, all the secrets and sufferings have to be swallowed and digested in his stomach.

Xiao Nan must be saved.

He is his father, he has a responsibility, even if it costs his own life, he must save it.

It's easy to risk your own life.

But now, it's not his own life, but Fu Yunyi's future.

Fu Yunyi has worked so hard for so many years, he has worked so hard to establish the company, he has spent so much time and suffered so much, and finally got ahead and won everyone's approval.

Now, do you want to bury it all in his hands?

Zhuo Qingfan closed his eyes weakly, and took out the cold little piece of metal from the cuff of the bathrobe.

The silver USB flash drive glowed coldly under the light.

One week.

Chu Xiangyun's timing is really accurate.

A week later, it happened to be the shareholders meeting of Fu Yunyi's company. At such an important moment, if those confidential documents were really copied to Chu Xiangyun, then Fu Yunyi, the chairman of the board, would definitely be removed.

Zhuo Qingfan turned over and lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

What should we do?

Xiao Nan, Fu Yunyi.

Why did he have to choose between the two?

Just as he was meditating, a text message notification sound suddenly entered his ears.

Zhuo Qingfan immediately got up from the bed and picked up the phone on the table.

It was a multimedia message from Chu Xiangyun, which contained several photos and a paragraph of words.

Zhuo Qingfan clicked on it.

In the photo, Qiao Xiaonan was sleeping peacefully on the bed with the teddy bear in his arms.

The child's face was very rosy, and his expression was very natural. Obviously, Chu Xiangyun should have done comforting work, and he did not treat him badly in life.

Zhuo Qingfan was slightly relieved, and scrolled down, it was a passage from Chu Xiangyun.

"See, your son is safe and doing well. He is a smart boy who understands current affairs very well. I like him very much."

"Don't worry, I won't treat him badly, but I can only guarantee that I won't treat him badly within a week. After a week, if you don't see the USB flash drive, I'm really sorry. I can only let him stay with you We met in a dream."