Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan hesitated for a while, but took the initiative to hold Fu Zechuan's hand, and said distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Fu Zechuan held his hand instead, "It's okay, how about you? Are you injured?"

Ji Fanfan tilted his head and didn't speak, and said undercover, "It's okay."

How could Fu Zechuan fail to notice such an obvious lie, he reached out to lift Ji Fanfan's shirt, and said with concern: "Where is the injury, let me see."

Ji Fanfan quickly pressed down his hand, blushing and said nervously, "Don't, don't do this, I'm fine."

Since he didn't want to, Fu Zechuan didn't want the relationship that had finally been eased to become stiff again, so he could only pat his head helplessly, and said empathetically, "Then I'll take you home."

Ji Fanfan frowned, obviously still worried, "You need to go to the hospital for your injury."

Fu Zechuan patted his forehead with a smile, "I'll take care of my injury later, it's so late, I'll take you home first."

He held Ji Fanfan's shoulder and pressed his forehead lightly with great measure, his low tone was convincing, "Although you won't tell me what happened tonight, but if you really encounter something difficult, You must tell me, you know?"

Such a close distance made Ji Fanfan unavoidably flustered, he moved his eyes away and nodded shyly.

"Why are you here tonight?" Ji Fanfan asked curiously.

Fu Zechuan was turning the car key to start the car, and said calmly when he heard the words: "The owner of the bar called me and told me that my friend was drunk here, and I came to pick him up."

"Then your friend..."

"I just called the driver, and he will pick up my friend in a while."

Ji Fanfan had no doubt about him, and nodded in confidence.

The car soon arrived at the door of Ji's house. Ji Fanfan was about to take off his coat, but Fu Zechuan stopped him, "Don't show your shoulders in front of others from now on."

Ji Fanfan knew that what he was talking about was his clothes being torn, so he tightened his grip on the jacket, took a step forward with determination, and took the initiative to hug the person in front of him, not daring to look at Fu Zechuan's expression Then he ran away quickly.

Running all the way back to his room, his heart was still beating non-stop.

Ji Fanfan buried his face in his palm, feeling shy and bold at the same time, he actually hugged Zechuan just now!

The fingertips seemed to still have the temperature of the other party. He stared blankly at his fingers, unable to calm down for a long time.

After the incident at the bar, Ji Fanfan avoided Ji Yuanyu even more, and Ji Yuanyu looked at him even more unfriendly.

But at this time, Ji's father suddenly began to teach Ji Fanfan to take care of business matters, and because of this, Ji Yuanyu and Ms. Liang regarded Ji Fanfan as a thorn in their flesh.

This day was the day when Ji Fanfan and Fu Zechuan made an appointment to attend a party, and Ji's father had prepared new clothes for Ji Fanfan early on.

There is no need to dress formally for a private party, so Ji Fanfan chose a fake two-piece dark blue collared long-sleeved pair with the long dark coat specially prepared for him by Father Ji.

Ji Fanfan was originally fair and delicate, but his melancholy temperament was set off by dark clothes, and he looked like a melancholy prince.

Ji's father looked at him and praised him with satisfaction, which made Ji Fanfan feel embarrassed.

Ji Yuanyu glanced at Ji Fanfan, and said in a strange way: "No matter how fancy you dress up, you can't cover up what's in your bones. No matter how gorgeous the rotten garbage is, it's still garbage."

Father Ji's face darkened instantly, "Why are you talking!"

Ji Yuanyu sneered: "Am I wrong? An illegitimate child dares to show his face everywhere, and the Ji family's face is completely humiliated by him."

The word "illegitimate child" is simply Ji's father's taboo. For so many years, these three words are like a thorn in his heart, reminding him all the time how he abandoned Ji Fanfan's mother and married a new love .

Father Ji hit Ji Yuanyu's calf mercilessly with his cane. This blow was so hard that Ji Yuanyu almost fell to his knees when his legs gave way.

Father Ji pointed at him angrily and said, "If you say one more word, I will treat you as my son!"

Ji Yuanyu threw the things at hand to the ground angrily, and slammed the door without saying a word.

This kind of scene is almost happening these days. Fortunately, Ms. Liang is not at home today, otherwise there will be another quarrel. Now Ji Fanfan is much calmer when facing these things than before. After all, people always have to grow of.

He brought him the heart disease medicine that father Ji had taken, and carefully instructed: "Dad, I've divided up these medicines for you. If I come back late, you should remember to take the medicine."

Ji's father sighed heavily, the son who has been raised by his side all year round is not as concerned about him as the son who is wandering outside.

He clapped Ji Fanfan's hand in relief, and said lovingly: "Understood, go, call Dad if you need anything."

Ji Fanfan obediently agreed.

The driver sent by Fu Zechuan was already waiting at the door, and Ji Fanfan greeted him politely before getting in the car and heading to the meeting place.

It was his first time attending a private party, and his palms were sweating from nervousness, and he was also very restrained in the car along the way.

The driver, Lao Wang, is an elderly uncle with a very kind and friendly smile, and he is also very talkative.

"You are the young master's new friend."

Ji Fanfan sat upright and replied seriously: "Ah, yes."

Seeing his restrained appearance through the rearview mirror, Old Wang laughed twice, "You don't have to be so restrained, but when I see you, I think you are a good boy."

After thinking about it, he added: "It's much more disciplined than the young master's previous friends, and it makes people like it from the bottom of their hearts just looking at it."

Lao Wang frowned when he thought of the people Fu Zechuan asked him to pick up and drop off. Those people either just looked here and there when they got on the bus, or kept asking him about Fu Zechuan's preferences. Diaphragm should be very.

Ji Fanfan bent his eyes. He always cherishes the kindness of others. He chatted with the other party gently, "Zechuan is so good, he must have many friends, and his friends are also very good."

"Well... how should I put it, the young master has many friends, but they all feel different. Oh, I don't know if it's because I'm old and I don't understand the thoughts of young people."

Ji Fanfan was confused, but Lao Wang didn't continue this topic. Instead, he asked about Ji Fanfan's work and life, and chatted with him about his parents.

Ji Fanfan is not good at chatting with others, but he still answered seriously.

"Stop! Stop!"

The car drove halfway, but Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared to stop the car.

Old Wang let out a breath of annoyance, and said to Ji Fanfan in the back seat, "Xiao Fan, wait a while, I'll go down and have a look."

Ji Fanfan lightly clasped his hands on his knees and nodded, "Okay."

The person who stopped the car outside the door was a tall and slender man with dark purple hair, a handsome appearance, and wearing tight jeans.

The man obviously knew Lao Wang, and he smiled as soon as he saw Lao Wang, and his face with small canine teeth added a bit of childishness.

Sitting in the car, Ji Fanfan couldn't hear what they were talking about, but Lao Wang shook his head and sighed, as if he was very embarrassed.

Immediately afterwards, the man looked in Ji Fanfan's direction, and then ran towards this side with a "da da da", opened the door and got into the car without saying a word.

Old Wang walked slowly, and he ran over a few steps late, looking at the people who were lying in the car, the wrinkles on his forehead were piled up helplessly, "Xiaoqing, it's not that Uncle Wang doesn't want to take you, it's really the young master won't be happy."

The young man who was called Xiao Qing didn't care about his words at all. He just approached Ji Fanfan and said with a playful smile, "Ah, is this Fu Shao's new friend? She looks so good, and her face is so tender~"

As he spoke, he was about to pinch Ji Fanfan's cheek. Ji Fanfan was not used to being touched by others, and his body reacted faster than his consciousness.

Xiaoqing took a moment, and was not annoyed, she still smiled and said, "Oh, I'm still shy, Young Master Fu now..."

Lao Wang's heavy sigh interrupted Xiao Qing's eloquent words, Xiao Qing turned around and jumped on the topic just now, and said to Lao Wang: "Uncle Wang, if my car hadn't broken down halfway, I wouldn't have rubbed against you." Car, if you can, please give me a ride. Besides, I am friends with Mr. Fu, so what if I go to his party, he will not be unhappy. "

Xiaoqing lay on the back of the front seat, winked at Old Wang, "Uncle Wang, if you don't drive, you will be late. Fu Shao has always disliked others being late, and he will be even more unhappy when the time comes."

Old Wang thought for a while, still sighed, but also sat in the driver's seat again, "You young people... let's say it first, I will only take you to the door, and then you have to go in by yourself." This will not let Fu Zechuan Finding that he brought another person to the venue smoothly, Pharaoh praised his witty arrangement.

The car restarted, but there was a chattering sound in the car.

Xiaoqing chatted with Ji Fanfan familiarly, "What's your name? Where did you come from?"

Ji Fanfan half understood what he said, and half didn't understand it, but he was not someone who would snub others, so he sat upright and replied politely, "My name is Ji Fanfan."

Xiaoqing blinked her bright eyes, looked at Ji Fanfan from head to toe, and smiled again, "Hey, your name matches you well."

He leaned forward excitedly towards Ji Fanfan, "I've been in a lot of places. If I've seen someone as good-looking as you, I'll definitely be impressed. So you're new here, aren't you? The boss's side Is it?"

Ji Fanfan was dumbfounded by what he said, and the smell of the perfume on his body became clearer as he approached, and it was a little pungent. Ji Fanfan leaned back unconsciously, "What's the matter? No, the boss is who?"

Seeing the confusion on his face, Xiao Qing suddenly understood something, and muttered to himself: "So it wasn't, I said."

He snorted softly to himself, "Hmph, the taste changes really quickly."

After finally being quiet for a while, Xiao Qing approached Ji Fanfan again, and took a special look at Old Wang. Seeing that Old Wang was driving intently, he asked in a low voice, "Where are you now?"