President, he doesn't think I'm a stand-in

The next morning, the first thing Su Jingyan did after opening her eyes was to raise her hand to touch the man's forehead.

It's not as hot as last night, but it still seems to be a little low-grade fever.

His gaze unconsciously lingered on that handsome three-dimensional face, but soon he noticed that the man's eyelids moved slightly.

You're already awake, but you're still pretending to be asleep?

"Are you a pig, sleeping so soundly in someone else's house?" Su Jingyan muttered intentionally, "Okay, then I have to go alone."

As a result, as soon as he raised his upper body, he was pushed back by a powerful arm in the next second.

"Don't go..." A hoarse and sexy voice came from my ears, with a three-point nasal tone, and the tone was domineering and pitiful.

Being attacked by a subwoofer at close range early in the morning, Su Jingyan endured the tingling sensation in the base of her ears, "Why don't you continue pretending?"

Fu Baiyan half-opened his eyes, simply turned sideways, buried his face in the warm neck and rubbed it, "I didn't pretend, I just woke up..."

"Oh." Su Jingyan responded flatly, then hid aside, feeling itchy and numb, "Then Mr. Fu, do you still remember what happened yesterday?"

Fu Boyan's breathing paused, and then he tightened his arms, playing rogue sullenly: "I don't remember, I'm sick."

That is to say, I remember.

"Tsk, I really regret that I didn't record it for you with my mobile phone." Su Jingyan put an elbow on it, "I'll post it on the Internet for you, so that everyone can see how the wise and powerful Mr. Fu is playing hooligans with a tree in his arms. "

Fu Baiyan let out a strange "Aww", and the strength in his hand also relaxed a little.

Su Jingyan took the opportunity to turn over and get out of bed, but someone quickly grabbed her wrist again.

Looking back, the man stared at him with open red eyes, his bangs, which were wet and dry in the night, drooped on his forehead, and his haggard and pale appearance looked quite pitiful.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He sneered hard-heartedly, "You still want to call me mom—you still want to call me dad?"

"What?" Fu Baiyan was stunned for a moment, "What father?"

His memory of last night was that he kissed his wife in the bathroom and was kicked, and after that, it was completely fragmented.

"Don't you remember? You kept hugging my thigh and calling Dad last night." Seeing his confused face, Su Jingyan's wickedness came out, and she bent down and leaned closer to him, "Hey, call me Dad again. Daddy loves you."

"Su Jingyan!" President Fu suddenly became angry, "Impossible!"

"Impossible what?" Su Jingyan remained calm.

Fu Baiyan blurted out: "I can't possibly call you father!"

"Hey, good son." Su Jingyan took advantage of it smoothly, straightened up contentedly, and the smile on her lips disappeared in a second, "If you have time, think about it carefully, how can you explain it to me, Mr. Fu."

Fu Baiyan's anger suddenly disappeared without a trace, and his eyes turned back to the pitiful big dog.

Su Jingyan turned her eyes away, why didn't he realize before that Mr. Fu is so good at pretending to be pitiful?But it's a matter of principle, and it's not something you can easily get past by pretending to be a fool.

"If you don't think about it, don't come and hang around in front of me. It's annoying."

"Wait!" Fu Boyan hurriedly explained, "I admit that I liked someone before. I also admit that the first time I saw you, I thought you looked alike."

The anger in Su Jingyan's heart suddenly rose again, and her face became ugly, "So?"

"But after getting along, I found that you and him are completely different." Fu Boyan stared at him rightly, the seriousness in his eyes could not be faked, "Then I never confused you again, I am very happy Make sure, the person I love now is you, Su Jingyan."

Su Jingyan's heart was caught off guard and slammed into her chest again.

For a while, he couldn't tell the difference between the "I love you" he cried bitterly when he was drunk, and the serious "I love you" when he was sober, which one had a greater impact on him.

He is not the kind of person who will cling to the past tightly, nor will he treat someone he doesn't know as an imaginary rival in love.But he is really not sure right now, is it him that Fu Boyan loves, or is it his face that looks the same as Bai Yueguang's first love?

But he didn't show these emotions, but said calmly: "You used me as a substitute from the beginning, how do you want me to believe what you say now?"

"Then what should I do now so that you are willing to believe me?" Fu Boyan looked at him eagerly, "As long as you can say it, I will do it."

"Prove it to me." Su Jingyan lowered her eyelashes to hide the look in her eyes, "As for how to prove it, that's up to you."

Having said that, he didn't want to say anything more, so he turned around and walked to the door, and opened the door casually.

Then, a fluffy object flew straight into his arms.

"Cough...then what..." Lin Baobao, who was eavesdropping on the door, tried to stabilize his figure, "Morning! Hi, Mr. Fu!"

Fu Baiyan: "... Let him go!"

"Let's go out first." Su Jingyan came back to her senses, and immediately pushed Fa Xiao out of the door.

The door closed again, Lin Baobao hugged him with his backhand, his face was full of excitement, "Ayan, I underestimated you! So you are really the one above!"

Su Jingyan: "? What are you talking about?"

"Ayan, you are really amazing! From now on, you are my idol, the last fierce one in my heart! Even a real man like Mr. Fu can be taken down by you, and the whole world will be trampled under your feet!" Lin Baobao was completely immersed in his fantasy.

Su Jingyan: ...

Could it be a beautiful misunderstanding brought about by his routine, Fu Boyan calling him father?

Thinking of this, Professor Su smiled "hehe" and said meaningfully: "Baby Lin, you still have a lot to learn."

Lin Baobao nodded like a pounding garlic.

After brunch, Su Jingyan called Secretary Jin and asked him to send the person to the hospital or home, in short, don't stay under his nose.

"Aren't you going home with me?" Fu Baiyan mastered some kind of miserable password without a teacher, "What if I have a fever again at night?"

"Isn't there an aunt at home?" Su Jingyan was indifferent, "No matter how bad it is, Secretary Jin can still stay overnight and take care of you."

"This...isn't enough, Young Master Su." Secretary Jin pushed the frame of the mirror and declined politely, "Actually, I also have a private life."

Su Jingyan raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Is that so? I thought Secretary Jin, you signed some kind of prostitution contract."

Fu Baiyan: "? In your heart, am I the kind of skinny guy?"

Facing the strong hint in his boss' eyes, Secretary Jin went against his original intention and praised insincerely: "The boss is very considerate of his subordinates and gave me a lot of free time, so I can't accompany him at night."

"Yeah." Fu Baiyan nodded and added, "The aunt at home is also on vacation."

Su Jingyan obviously didn't believe it: "Why did you give Auntie a holiday?"

"Because... because Christmas is coming soon!" Fu Boyan said nonsense, "I will give them Christmas leave."

Speaking of Christmas, Su Jingyan remembered that the man's birthday was coming soon, and it was a pity that he had been thinking hard about what gift to give.

Thinking of this, his face turned cold again, "Then you can burn yourself."

Fu Boyan was almost choked by his words, but he held back and used his trump card: "You come home with me, and I'll show you the basement."

Su Jingyan looked disdainful: "Sorry, I'm not interested now."

"No! Then you have to go home with me!" If you can't be soft, Mr. Fu simply comes to be tough, "Otherwise I-I won't leave, I will move all my things here!"

Lin Baobao, who was passing by, came in with his head: "This is impossible, Mr. Fu! The little demon in the temple is very windy, and there are many kings in Chiqian. I can't accommodate this big Buddha like you here!"

Fu Boyan: "? Is he scolding me?"

"Pfft—hahaha!" After this disturbance, Su Jingyan finally couldn't hold back her laughter.

When he smiled, Fu Boyan instantly felt that everything in the room was revived by the warmth of spring, and he couldn't help but giggled along with him.

At this moment, a sudden ringtone of the mobile phone rang.

Su Jingyan suppressed her laughter, took out her mobile phone and connected the call: "Hello."

A delicate female voice came faintly from the other end of the phone, and the two dog ears on the top of Mr. Fu's head immediately pricked up, and he thought he walked over indiscriminately.

"Yeah, umm..." Su Jingyan responded, while reaching out to push the man who was getting closer.

Fu Baisheng became angry: "Who? Which woman are you chatting with in front of me?"

Does his wife just ignore him like that!

Su Jingyan: "Your sister."

"? Are you still scolding me?" Mr. Fu quit, and complained loudly, "Su Jingyan, you—"

Su Jingyan: ...

"It's really your sister, dear sister."

Fu Meixi called him for help, saying that people from the old house of the Fu family went to the villa and took her back to the old house, and she was being fined and confinement right now.

Mr. Fu looked skeptical, and soon found that Su Jingyan's brows were slightly frowned, and the voice from the phone seemed to have changed.

President Fu: "Who the hell is this time?"

Su Jingyan covered the receiver: "...This time it's your father."

Fu Baiyan: "!!!"

Fu's old house.

It has been several months since Su Jingyan came here last time.

As always, as soon as he entered the old house, the air pressure on Mr. Fu's body immediately became infinitely low.

"Second Young Master, Young Master Su, you are back." The butler stood at the door to greet the two of them, "The old man and sir are waiting for you in the living room."

Fu Baiyan let out a very light sneer: "Three trials?"

The housekeeper didn't change his face: "Master, you are joking."

Fu Baiyan moved his hand hanging by his side, and found his daughter-in-law's little hand and held it firmly.

Su Jingyan raised her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Don't be afraid." Fu Boyan squeezed his warm and soft hands, and comforted him in a hoarse voice, "I'm here, don't be afraid, just hide behind me."

Su Jingyan hesitated to speak: what am I afraid of...

The two held hands and walked towards the living room. The old man was playing chess with a young man, and Fu Linjie sat beside him drinking tea.

"Grandpa, Dad, good evening." Su Jingyan called out politely.

"Jing Yan is here." The old man smiled, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out, "Come, come, help Grandpa see how this game of chess is going."

"Okay grandpa." Su Jingyan responded obediently, and broke free from the man's hand without hesitation.

Although he has never had much contact with the Fu family, he still has some experience in how to please the elders.

Fu Baiyan who was forced to let go:? ? ?

What about hiding behind him?

"Second brother, little brother, you are back." Fu Yu called out with a smile, "Little brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I still miss you."

Fu Yu is the youngest son of the Fu family, that is, the youngest son of Fu Baiyan's third uncle's family, and he is still in his freshman year.

Su Jingyan also smiled: "Little brother has been too busy with work recently, so I don't have much time to come back and see everyone."

"Jing Yan, you don't have to take responsibility for someone." Fu Linjie said in a deep voice, "I know who is unwilling to go home."

"We will come home often in the future." Su Jingyan maintained a proper smile on his face, "Brother Bai Yan, do you think so?"

Fu Baiyan's pupils trembled, the phrase "Brother Baiyan" really touched his heart.

For his daughter-in-law's sake, he reluctantly replied, "Yes."

Mrs. Fu came late for dinner.

Mrs. Fu is well maintained and still looks young and beautiful, but there is a lingering melancholy on her face all year round.

As soon as Su Jingyan saw her, she recalled the scene when she was forced to become a mother yesterday, and her expression was a little unnatural, so she had to lower her head to cover it up.

At the dinner table, Fu Linjie casually asked about the operation of the group, and Fu Baiyan answered the questions in a serious manner, as if he was giving a work report.

This familiar tone almost made Su Jingyan feel that the former Mr. Fu had returned.

But the next second, when the two looked at each other, he knew that he was thinking too much.

"Usually I have nothing to do, so I often bring Jing Yan back to walk around." While talking, Fu Linjie changed the topic, "If you really don't want to come back, then don't tie Jing Yan, and don't allow him to come back."

Fu Baiyan didn't say a word.

Just as Su Jingyan was about to answer, Madam Fu said in a low tone, "Forget about Lin Jie, this kid Bai Yan hasn't kissed us since he was a child, if Bo Chong is still here—"

Before the words fell, the dining table suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Fu Bochong, the grandson of Fu's parents, and Fu Baiyan's elder brother who died young, has always been the most taboo topic in the Fu family.

Almost no one would take the initiative to mention Fu Bochong's related deeds, so Su Jingyan knew little about him.

After a brief silence, the old man put down his chopsticks with a "snap", and said dissatisfiedly, "Okay, why are there so many nonsense about a meal?"

Su Jingyan also tried to ease the atmosphere: "Father, Brother Bai Yan really didn't let me come back. Besides, he is usually busier than me, and he was sick yesterday."

Although it was because he drank too much and hugged a big tree and threw alcohol, at least the illness was real.

But at this table, no one seemed to care about how ugly Fu Boyan's face was at the moment.

Fu Linjie couldn't help but reprimanded: "Don't think that now that you control the power of the group, you can ignore other people—"

"The one who died back then was not me but my elder brother. I also feel it's a pity." Fu Boyan interrupted his father's words expressionlessly, with a cold and calm tone, "But I'm sorry, but I am the one who survived, Fu Boyan."

The expression on Fu Linjie's face froze, and he slammed the table, "Fu Baiyan! What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. Brother Bai Yan, can you accompany me back to the room to rest?" Su Jingyan had to speak against the pressure of the table.

At the same time, he found the man's big hot hand under the table and gently pinched it.

Fu Baiyan understood, the tense muscles all over his body relaxed slightly, and said in a stiff tone: "Eat slowly, Jing Yan and I will go back to the room first."

Su Jingyan got up, bowed and apologized: "Grandpa, eat slowly, I will come down to accompany you later."

"You guys go." The old man waved his hands, and then glared at Fu Linjie angrily, "It's annoying to make noise as soon as you come back! So why do you want them to come back?"

A meal broke up so badly.

"Jing Yan, were you protecting me just now?" In the corridor on the third floor, Fu Boyan stopped and looked back at the person silently following behind him.

"Don't be sentimental." Su Jingyan rolled his eyes at him, "I just don't want to hear about the secrets of your wealthy family, I'm afraid of being killed."

"Hehe..." Fu Baiyan grinned in a low voice, grabbed the man with his big hand, and held him tightly in his arms, "Once you get on my thief ship, you will never get off again."

"Hey, you still know that you are a thief ship?" A ghostly female voice sounded behind the two, "You are quite self-aware."

The tenderness on Fu Boyan's face froze for an instant, and he turned to glaring at the visitor: "Fu Meixi! Why haven't you been starved to death yet?"