The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Fu Yunyi snorted: "You have to bear the toss, who made me his son?"

Zhuo Qingfan sighed: "Don't be so high-minded. If he doesn't like it, then he doesn't like it. We didn't point him to it. Besides, aren't you doing well now? You've grown up. With education and knowledge, you don’t need to cling to anyone.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and just when Zhuo Qingfan thought he would not answer any more, the boy suddenly spoke.

"Zhuo Qingfan, we are different."

Of course it is different, his name is Fu Yunyi, he is destined to step on the clouds and turn the clouds and rains, he is not willing to succumb to the bottom, whether he clings to it or endures it for a while, he cannot give up the power in Fu Wanlin's hands.

But he is different, he is Zhuo Qingfan, he can throw away the famous film star in the past at will, retire willingly, and be a down-to-earth teacher, he can accept the ordinary, and is also happy to be ordinary.

He couldn't, he couldn't stand being ordinary.

The two of them are fundamentally different.

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes flickered, he seemed to understand Fu Yunyi's heart, and he seemed to understand Fu Yunyi's heart even more.

Before that, he had always thought that he knew this young child well.

However, it seems wrong, he has become too much, and it is no longer what he can understand.

"What do you want me for?" Fu Yunyi lowered his voice, "Fu Wanlin will be here soon."

"Oh." Zhuo Qingfan regained his composure, "I'm going out for a while today, maybe I won't be back until evening."

"No." The boy's voice was firm, "I remember I didn't allow you to leave last night."

"I really have something to do."

"If you have something to say, talk about it another day. You are sick and need to rest."

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes lit up: "It's because of my illness. I think the doctor did not check me thoroughly yesterday. I want to go to the hospital and have a proper checkup."

Fu Yunyi was silent for a while, and finally said: "Don't just check the stomach, do a full-body check. After I go back, report the check to me."

Zhuo Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, that's it, I'll hang up first."

Fu Yunyi hummed and hung up the phone.

Zhuo Qingfan turned around and went to the bedroom to pack things without stopping.

He wants to go home. He has been on the set for more than half a month. I don't know how Qiao Xiaonan is. Although he knows that his aunt will not treat him badly, after all, Qiao Xiaonan has been living with him since he was a child. Moving to a new house suddenly will definitely be uncomfortable. Adapt, he still wants to see.

******

"Ding Dong." The doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" The woman opened the door.

"Auntie." Zhuo Qingfan stood outside the door with a bag of nutritional supplements, and said with a smile, "I'm resting today, come back and have a look."

Wang Jingfeng hurriedly opened the door to welcome him in, took the things in the man's hand and said angrily: "Come back when you come back, what to buy, it's so heavy, and I have everything at home."

"Hi." Zhuo Qingfan put the gift box by the door and said, "I haven't been back for a long time, isn't it normal to bring you some presents?"

The voice of the two of them was heard in the bedroom, and Qiao Xiaonan, who was lying on the window watching cartoons, ran out of the room and shouted: "Dad!"

Zhuo Qingfan paused, looked up at the short little pumpkin standing in front of him, his heart softened and he opened his arms and said, "Come on, son."

"Haha." The child ran over with a smile and threw himself into the arms of the man.

"Hey, hello." Zhuo Qingfan picked him up, stroked the child's fat arm and said, "Okay, I've gained weight, I'm really a big fat boy."

Qiao Xiaonan groaned and argued: "Not fat, not fat."

Zhuo Qingfan smiled, and looked down at the boy's attire, small suit and black tie, he looked decent.

"Yo, what is Xiao Nan going to do in such a handsome dress?"

The woman interjected from the side: "It's really a coincidence that you came today. Xiao Nan and his kindergarten are on vacation today, and one of Xiao Nan's friends celebrates his birthday. Let all the children in their class go to KTV to sing."

"KTV?" Zhuo Qingfan said with a helpless smile, "Have you already learned how to enjoy yourself at the age of three or four?"

"Father." Qiao Xiaonan wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, "The other children have gone, and I will go too. Besides, today is Doudou's birthday, so I must accompany her!"

"Doudou? Hehe." Zhuo Qingfan leaned over gossipingly, "Doudou boy's girl?"

Qiao Xiaonan's ears were red, his eyes drooped, he lowered his head and hummed, "Girl, what's wrong."

Seeing his son's shy look, Zhuo Qingfan nodded knowingly and said, "Go, go, we must go."

Maybe he can cultivate a childhood sweetheart for his son.

*******

What Fu Yunyi didn't expect was that Fu Wanlin took him to the wine table, as if he was invited to discuss business.

In this kind of occasion, Fu Wanlin never let him come. In his eyes, he is just a son who only spends money and enjoys himself. enough.

But what happened today?

"Ouch!" A young man stood up to meet Fu Wanlin as soon as he entered the door, raised his hand to hold Fu Wanlin's hand and said, "Uncle Fu, it's beyond my expectation that you can come in person, I thought you were too busy, I'm afraid you can take off I can't get out of here."

Fu Wanlin didn't stretch out his hand, but said with a half-smile: "Mr. Fu invited me personally, even if I don't give you face, I have to give your father this face."

Fu Yiheng's complexion changed, but he soon smiled flatteringly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, how can I, a fledgling kid, invite you here? It's because of my father's old friendship with you."

Fu Wanlin didn't speak.

Fu Yiheng lowered his hands and said hastily: "Sit down quickly, Mr. Fu, let's sit down and chat."

Fu Wanlin sat down in the middle of the wine table, Fu Yunyi sat next to him, and Fu Yiheng sat opposite Fu Wanlin.

"Eh..." Fu Yiheng glanced at Fu Yunyi, smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Fu, who is sitting next to you?"

Fu Wanlin said casually, "Assistant."

Fu Yunyi's eyes flickered, but he didn't say a word.