Little fool, please sign for delivery

Fu Ning was pulled by Chen Bo to wash off the mud stains on his body, while Liu Cenhui turned and went to the study.

It was a whim that he would come back, but suddenly he felt guilty and felt that he was too indifferent to the fool who married back home, so he was sent back.

Seeing that Fu Ning didn't complain about Ai Ai now, at most he just made a mess of himself.

To be precise, Liu Cenhui breathed a sigh of relief.

This marriage between Liu and Fu's family was never what Liu Cenhui wanted. If it wasn't for the request of his parents, the dignified Liu family's ruler should never have anything to do with a fool.

Even though Liu Cenhui has a bad reputation outside and is disfigured and disabled, there are not a few people who have taken a fancy to Mrs. Liu's identity.

Although it was unexpected for him to marry a fool, but since Funing himself was so foolish and not entangled, Liu Cenhui was basically satisfied.

However, when Liu Cenhui turned on the computer in a daze, he suddenly heard a crisp "pop" sound from downstairs.

Liu Cenhui was taken aback, and immediately turned the wheelchair to go out to have a look.

But at this time, the living room was in a mess——

Fu Ning cleaned it up, and happily went downstairs to wait for Liu Cenhui to come to play with him, but when he was happily circling around, his arm accidentally touched the vase on the table, and the vase fell down instantly.

After a crisp sound, there were broken porcelain pieces all over the floor.

Fu Ning's first reaction was to squat down and scratch the tiles, but after pinching two tiles, his fingers suddenly tingled.

Fu Ning stood up in a daze, pursed his lips tightly, looked down and saw blood continuously gushing from between his left fingers.

He was only focused on cleaning up the mess, and he didn't notice that the hand grasping the broken porcelain was too hard, and he pricked two fingers in an instant.

The commotion here quickly attracted many people, and when Liu Cenhui saw the mess in the living room, Uncle Chen and two other servants also came over.

"Oh, what's the matter? Master Ning, don't touch it!" Uncle Chen saw Fu Ning's bloody fingers at a glance, and ran over quickly, not forgetting to call others, "Come and clean up the tiles, don't hurt them." Master Ning!"

The two servants in the room and Uncle Chen were in a mess, but it was just a few people who were so busy that they felt like they were in chaos.

Fu Ning's eyes were mostly flustered, he looked nervously at Liu Cenhui who was turning the wheelchair over, even if the fingers on his hand were being held down by Uncle Chen, he didn't realize it.

Until Liu Cenhui stopped in front of him, even though Liu Cenhui was half a body shorter than him, Funing was still terrified.

"What did you do?" Liu Cenhui's eyes lingered on the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor for a long time, his eyes kept flashing with deep meaning.

When Fu Ning heard this, he immediately panicked: "I, I, I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just swung my arm and hit it, I really didn't mean it..."

"It's because this vase is too brittle, it will break if you drop it... I'm sorry..." There was a cry in his voice, and his face was full of panic and bewilderment.

It was the first time Uncle Chen heard the saying that the vase was too brittle, and in the solemn atmosphere, he let out an untimely "puchi".

Fu Ning looked at him in puzzlement, his deer eyes were dizzy with water.

And at this moment, Liu Cenhui said: "You still make excuses when you do something wrong, Fu Ning, what kind of trouble are you doing?"

"Ah!" Funing turned his head back and saw Liu Cenhui's ugly face, "No, I'm not..."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Liu Cenhui interrupted him with his mouth open, "I thought highly of you, thinking that although you are stupid, you still have a good heart."

"Now it seems that I was wrong. After all, mud can't support the wall. If you weren't too bad, how could you be so stupid."

He knew that his words were too harsh, and he also knew that he shouldn't be so harsh on a fool, but as long as he thought of the original owner of the vase...

For a moment, Liu Cenhui even wanted to put the most vicious words in the world on Fu Ning.

Fu Ning on the opposite side kept whispering "No, no," but Liu Cenhui could feel that his emotions were gradually getting out of control.

He was worried about doing something uncontrollable in a while, so he just finished talking.

Liu Cenhui turned the wheelchair and was about to leave without looking back. Even though Fu Ning behind him yelled several times, he didn't arouse any sympathy from him.

Seeing him leave, Fu Ning burst into tears, and Uncle Chen coaxed him anxiously beside him.

After a long time, Fu Ning wiped away his tears with his sleeve and followed Uncle Chen upstairs to treat the wound.

In the bedroom, Uncle Chen bandaged Fu Ning, comforted him a few words and then left. Once again only Fu Ning was left alone in the empty room.

He looked down at his gauze-wrapped fingers, and he could still faintly see the bloodstains soaked from underneath.

Just an hour ago, Liu Cenhui said in a good voice to play with him, who would have thought that in a blink of an eye...

Fu Ning endured it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold it back. He opened his mouth a little bit, and his eyes were blurred.

He threw himself back on the bed, raised his hand and put his left hand against his mouth, barely blocking a broken sob.

Fu Ning blew on the injured finger for a while, coaxing himself: "It doesn't hurt, don't cry, it doesn't hurt at all..."

But when he thought of the angry man just now, another kind of soreness rose from his heart, which gradually overshadowed the pain on his fingers.

He couldn't help complaining that Liu Cenhui's words were meaningless, but at the end of the complaint, there was only accusation against himself.

"Speaking is nothing, a liar, a big liar...I'm too stupid, so don't dislike Ning Ning..."

"Don't blame Huihui, I was the one who made Huihui angry, woohoo, I know I was wrong!"

In the spacious bedroom, Fu Ning was out of breath from crying, but he was worried that the crying would disturb Liu Cenhui, so he blocked the crying with his hands forcibly, leaving the room full of wailing.