The big guy's little baby is too sweet

Si Yunyou's eyes flickered slightly. He could feel that Tan Wenrong was not malicious, but he was an upright person. Si Yunyou was completely at ease when doing business with this kind of person.

But he was really puzzled.

But what happened?

Looking at his eyes, it seems that he is still a little sad...

"I grew up in an orphanage, and I don't have any relatives. Mr. Tan may have identified the wrong person." Fu Ziming responded coldly.

He is not afraid of others knowing that he came from an orphanage.

I don't care if others say that he is the young master's bodyguard or child bride.

However, he doesn't like anyone talking about anything related to his life experience, and even hates it.

After all, a person who could throw him into an orphanage as soon as he was born, no matter how good his so-called old man was, he was not worthy of being a father or a mother.

Therefore, he even rejected Tan Wenrong.

"Mr. Tan, Ziming's surname is Fu, and he can only be from the Fu family. You must have misunderstood the person." Si Yunyou sat back in his original seat, perhaps because he had drunk and finished talking about business. The person seemed a little lazy, leaning against the back of the chair, and unconsciously regained the aura of a superior, speaking coldly, but could not be refuted.

As he said, he squeezed Fu Ziming's hand, and turned his head to his ear, "You and Zeyang go to the car and wait for me first? Or go back first, Lili and the others should have gone back too."

Because of drinking, the familiar masculine breath sprayed down with the strong smell of alcohol, making Fu Ziming's face slightly hot, and any unpleasantness just now seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant.

Still, he wasn't feeling well.

Standing up obediently, "Then come back quickly."

"En." Si Yunyou kissed him on the lips.

This scene is really spoiled.

Even Tan Wenrong was taken aback for a moment, he didn't have time to think about it, Fu Ziming had already left through the main gate, and he didn't even have time to persuade him to stay.

Si Yunyou lowered his head and lit a cigarette, but didn't say anything, just looked up at the middle-aged man in front of him.

He can also be regarded as a legendary figure who dominates the shopping mall and covers the sky with one hand.

But looking at the direction Fu Ziming left at this moment, he seemed to be in a daze.

Before he knew it, his eyes were red.

"Mr. Tan?" Si Yunyou frowned suspiciously, and immediately saw blood, "Do you know Ziming's parents? Who are they?"

"I..." Tan Wenrong was startled.

Haven't recovered yet.

The emotion that was buried deep in his heart, which he thought he had already overlooked, came over like a huge wave, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what, it swept over and overwhelmed him, making him not know whether it was ecstasy or heartache, and the pain came one after another. , Let the scar that thought it was scabbed instantly tear open.

Bloody and painful.

It made him, a big boss who had experienced many hardships, choke so hard that he couldn't speak.

Si Yunyou raised his eyebrows, glanced silently, and flicked the cigarette ash slowly with his slender fingers, squinted his blurred and indifferent eyes, and put the cigarette in his hand in the corner of his mouth, his movements were casual but extremely elegant, "President Tan, Take the liberty, when you want to talk, you can come to me at any time, and I also hope that Ziming can find his relatives."

Although Fu Ziming reacted like that, Si Yunyou knew that he did it because he cared.

Those parents who make people love and hate.

Even if they are already scarred, as long as there is a chance, I still hope to find them and meet them.

After all, those are my parents!

Si Yunyou felt a slight pain in his heart, thinking of the lonely and fragile back just now, he couldn't sit still anymore, picked up the keys and wallet on the table, stood up, turned around, and was about to leave.

"Master, are you alright?" As soon as Si Yunyou went out, Su Zeyang greeted him immediately, took the suit from his hand, and saw that his face was not very good, and he was a little worried.

"What about him?" Si Yunyou tugged on his tie.

"I think Master Ziming is not in good condition, and he drank again, so I asked the driver to take him back first. I'll wait for you here." Su Zeyang opened the car door carefully for him.

"It's okay, you go and tell Mr. Tan, I have to leave beforehand, next time I have a chance to invite him to the imperial capital." Si Yunyou nodded, and urged the driver, "Let's go."

Su Zeyang nodded quickly.

It happened that Tan Wenrong came out, and he went up to meet him, "Mr. Tan, my young master has to leave first, let me convey to you, if you have time, he kindly invites you to the imperial capital to meet again."

"Okay, today is really rude, Xiaoyou is really young and promising, you tell him, I admire him, next month I will spare time to go to the imperial capital, and ask him to treat him well, by the way..." Tan Wenrong quickly said He recovered, but he still paused for the next words, and looked towards the direction of the car leaving with Ruju's eyes.

"Okay, okay..." Su Zeyang waited for a long time but couldn't wait for him to make a sound, so he could only agree embarrassingly.

……

And at this time Fu Ziming.

I closed my eyes and rested in the car.

He didn't know if it was because of the alcohol, but he was feeling inexplicably irritable in his heart.

Remembering the way that person looked at him...

Just as he was depressed, the driver suddenly stepped on the emergency brake and stopped with a bang. Fu Ziming was thrown off guard and hit the back of the seat in front of him.

The bodyguard quickly reached out to support him, but who knows, before he could stabilize, he heard a "bang", the car shook, and the front of the car was hit.

"What's going on?" Fu Ziming was startled, and when he raised his head, he saw clearly that a white Porsche in front violated the traffic rules and directly crashed into his car.

Even though the driver reacted quickly and stopped in advance, he still did not avoid the other party's out-of-control car.

"Master Ziming, the other party ran the red light and rushed over. I... I'm sorry, I surprised you, I'm sorry..." The driver was already scared out of his wits, and apologized quickly.

The only luck now is that their car has just started and no casualties have been caused, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous, and the young master will probably be so angry that he will kill him.

He can be regarded as following Si Yunyou for many years. He is an old driver with full driving experience. He is skilled and stable in driving. He has never had any accidents, and even the chance of bumps and bumps is very small.

If it wasn't for this guy's rampage, how could he make such a mistake?

When he thought of this, he became furious and accused Fu Ziming of his crime, "Master Ziming, I'll go down and have a look."

He pushed the door down angrily.

Fu Ziming frowned, watched the front door open, and someone came down. Unexpectedly, it was a young man in a suit and leather shoes. His facial features were handsome, his figure was straight and tall, and he had the unique delicateness of southerners. He was dressed in a white suit and was as gentle as jade. , personable.

"What's the matter with you? Can you drive?" The driver asked angrily when he saw him.

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, he greeted the driver with a smile on his face. Before he could speak, he reached out and shook hands with the driver. Dog, I didn't have time to step on the brakes..."

Although the crisp southern mandarin is not very standard, the sound quality is full-bodied, coupled with a respectful smile, it is like an active piano, pleasant to listen to, and one cannot blame it.

"What's the use of saying I'm sorry? Can you afford to pay for a car collision and injury?" But the driver was also very angry, because Fu Ziming was involved, so he had to deal with it carefully.

"Oh, it's my fault, my fault. I'm willing to take full responsibility. I'll pay for the car repair and maintenance. As for your family... the young master? If he is injured, I'll take him for a full body checkup immediately. It's all mine, okay? This is my business card, my name is Tan Yujun..." When talking about the people in the car, he obviously looked over, saw the slender and handsome figure of the boy inside through the front car mirror, and smiled slightly. There was a pause.

Knowing that he is a young man, he is very sincere and friendly. The key is that this bright smile is always on his lips. Even in the face of the driver's anger and scolding, it has not faded from the beginning to the end.

Even the angry driver's expression softened a little.

Hearing his explanation, Fu Ziming seemed to have bumped into it accidentally, and the dirty puppy on the side of the road was indeed hiding innocently and shivering.

Anyway, nothing happened, let alone injured, Fu Ziming didn't care.

He asked the bodyguard to go down and explain to the driver, call the insurance company, and take the car away first. After all, it is a luxury car. After the collision, millions of dollars disappeared, which is not a trivial matter.

Not long after the bodyguard went down, the driver ran over and opened the door for him, "Master Ziming, I have already called the insurance company. The car light was damaged and scratched a bit. I'll just go and deal with it. You sit another car?"

"En." Fu Ziming responded lightly, and then got out of the car.

Unexpectedly, Tan Sijun, who was on the phone for someone to deal with, turned his head to look, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he was stunned.

"Young Master Tan?" The person on the phone called him several times, but he didn't respond. Damn, what a beautiful and pure boy. She looks a bit sunny, and in a fashionable and noble little suit, she looks like a fairy.

Especially those eyes, so clear that there is no impurity in them, as bright as the moon, so fresh and refined that they are spotless... When I got out of the car, it seemed that the whole world was eclipsed by it, and everything became the background.

Oh my God, he was born and raised in a place like Hong Kong, which is full of purple, drunk and gold, and he has studied abroad for many years. , warm and moist as jade, more like petals moistened by morning dew, making people want to kiss Fangze.

Of course, when he described it like this, he absolutely didn't mean to offend, it was just a kind of heart-pounding appreciation.

"Don't talk about it, find someone to deal with it." Tan Sijun directly turned off the phone, and walked towards Fu Ziming at a leisurely pace.

The smile on the corner of his mouth grew even wider. In the cold twilight, like a rising sun, warm and blazing, he walked up to Fu Ziming.