Transmigrated as the Villain's Cat

It was Mrs. Song that Fu Xiao was going to take Xiao TangGao to see. Mrs. Song was really critically ill.

But why was it a coincidence that Song Mingwei was in critical condition just when Song Mingwei was about to do it, or Song Mingwei was so mad that even her own mother wanted to do it.

But now, Song Mingwei has been controlled by the police, and the person closest to Mrs. Song in this world is Fu Xiao.

Little TangGao probably knew that Mrs. Song was a little different from the rest of the Song family. Fu Xiao still showed some affection towards the Song family in the future, probably because of Mrs. Song's face.

In the car, the two of them headed to the nursing home. The driver was still conscientious Secretary Zhang. Su Zening sat in the back row with a guilty conscience. He was wearing clothes that obviously didn't fit. Fu Xiao's suit, which Su Zening was wearing at this time, was like a child secretly wearing an adult's clothes, with an indescribable twist. Secretary Zhang guessed at a glance that it was Mr. Fu's clothes.

Secretary Zhang drove the car with a blank expression on his face, but in fact, there was a huge wave in his heart.

The boy suddenly appeared at Mr. Fu's villa early in the morning, and changed into clothes that obviously did not belong to him.

Boss Fu didn't wear his own clothes either.

It is very likely that the two of them shared the same room.

These two people stayed in the same room for one night, and changed their clothes separately. They are both adults, what else can they do?

What's more, at such a sensitive moment.

Although Boss Fu told him this morning that Xiao TangGao was no longer in danger, Xiao TangGao was definitely alive and dead last night, and the young man was with the most vulnerable Boss Fu at this moment.

Hehe, he is not stupid.

He just didn't expect Mr. Fu to act so fast.

Secretary Zhang looked at the young man behind him calmly, thinking to himself that as Mr. Fu's right-hand man, he must not hold back.

So without any guilt, he set the location of the company's year-end team building at a well-known international lovers' sanctuary.

The two of them share a room!

Su Zening's spine felt a chill, and he couldn't help shaking.

Secretary Zhang's eyes are so strange!

After getting out of the car, what caught Su Zening's eyes was a sanatorium with beautiful scenery. It was not so much a sanatorium as a scenic spot.

The road is being repaired at the gate, and the car cannot drive in.

Secretary Zhang parked the car aside, and the road outside the car was uneven.

Fu Xiao got down first, and Su Zening was about to get down when a hand was stretched out from outside the car.

Su Zening stared at Fu Xiao's hand for a moment.

Fu Xiao wouldn't treat him like this before, let alone how miserable it was when he was Fu Xiao's secretary!

Endless work, endless classes.

It's a world of difference from now.

Why did he work so hard before?

Fu Xiao said: "Not coming down?"

Su Zening looked at Secretary Zhang in front of him.

Secretary Zhang didn't look sideways.

Su Zening felt relieved, and put his hand in Fu Xiao's palm without any hesitation, without any discomfort of ordering the president around.

What happened to holding hands.

Usually he is hugged by Fu Xiao.

The two walked into the nursing home. The facilities in the nursing home are very good, and the conditions are top-notch in the country. The medical department behind it is also top-notch. The management is naturally very strict, and all visitors need to register.

Fu Xiao has never been here before, and the registration procedure is a bit cumbersome.

In the medical department, the nurses registered their identities. The head nurse is about 30 years old, mature and capable, and she likes Su Zening, who looks very good, and is very kind to Su Zening. Before leaving, she gave Su Zening a few service desk plates strawberry fudge for visitors.

The two were led inside by the nurse in charge of Mrs. Song.

Although Fu Xiao never spoke much, he was also very silent along the way.

Su Zening, who was always sensitive to Fu Xiao's emotions, noticed this.

Fu Xiao's character has always been divided between grievances and grudges. He is willing to see Mrs. Song for the last time. Mrs. Song should have sheltered little Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao still has no way to treat Mrs. Song as a stranger, right?

Su Zening just wanted to make Fu Xiao happy. After thinking about it, he walked quickly to Fu Xiao's side, took his hand, and slipped a strawberry jelly candy into his palm unexpectedly.

Fu Xiao opened his palm, looked at the candy in his palm, was stunned, and looked down at Su Zening.

Su Zening pretended not to care and said, "Here, this candy is delicious, try it."

Fu Xiao silently held the candy tightly in his palm, bowed his head and chuckled, obviously very happy in his heart, but said: "I know how to coax me with what others give you."

I have been used to this since I was a cat, giving myself cakes and other things from others, I never thought it would be like this as a human being.

He thought of how Su Zening's sisters were favored in the office, and he couldn't help but said: "Do you still have a conscience, and just give me the things that others use to make you happy? Do you really think I'm so generous?" ?”

When Su Zening heard Fu Xiao slapping him backwards, he was very aggrieved and said, "Wow, you still have the nerve to talk about me, once you stand there, most of the girls won't take their eyes off you."

At Fu Xiao's age, his aura of being in the top position for a long time, his handsome face, and his gentleness towards the young people around him naturally attracted the attention of many people.

He was magnanimous enough not to refuse, but Fu Xiao still said that.

The more Su Zening spoke, the more angry she became, she stretched out her hand and said angrily, "Give me back the candy."

He knew that Fu Xiao liked to turn over old scores!

Naturally, Fu Xiao would not return it to Su Zening.

Along the way, Fu Xiao let the teenagers surround him and make noises. When he was at the door of Mrs. Song's ward, Fu Xiao's mood improved a lot.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Su Zening was taken aback. The old man on the bed was as thin as a dry tree, and all his vitality seemed to be drained.

She was completely different from the elegant old woman I met last time.At this moment, the old woman was sitting leaning against the hospital bed, and the winter sun shone down. In the sunlight, the old woman looked at the person who pushed the door and entered, squinted her eyes with difficulty, and said after a long while: "It's Ah Xiao... ...Here we come, it's just in time for you to come..."

With trembling hands, she said to a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit and leather shoes, "Wu...lawyer, this... is my... grandson."

She spoke every word with great effort.

A man about four or fifty years old smiled professionally and said to the old lady: "I know your grandson, and I was also responsible for handling Mr. Song's affairs back then."

He looked at Fu Xiao on the opposite side, but there was no trace of him in his memory.Who in this city doesn't know Fu Xiao?

No one thought that the thin little boy would grow into what he is today.

But he always had some reason to respect Fu Xiao, just because Mr. Song's situation at that time was too weird. Mr. Song, who was not too old, had a heart attack and died in the study.And Suxiao Jiuxin Pill fell under his hands, it would be fine if there was no one else in the room.

But it was obvious that Fu Xiao was also in the room at that time.

A heart attack is extremely painful.Fu Xiao is already so old, it is impossible not to know.But he watched Mr. Song die helplessly.

What's the difference between that and murder?

But what surprised him was that Mrs. Song was also an insider of what happened back then. He didn't understand why Mrs. Song still treated her grandson as if nothing had happened.

Mrs. Song looked forward to Fu Xiao and said, "Ah Xiao, come here... let me... have a look."

Fu Xiao raised his eyes but did not move.

Liu Ma, who used to take care of Song Mingwei, couldn't help but said: "Ma'am, this person killed the master and the lady, he is not worthy of you. Besides, if it wasn't for the Fu family, how could the Song family fall so quickly?" !I--"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Xiao gave Liu Ma a cold look, and Liu Ma couldn't help shivering with that look, she obediently shut her mouth, not daring to say more.

Fu Xiao turned his head to look at Su Zening, sizing up his expression, he didn't care about the others.

He only cares about what Su Zening thinks, will Su Zening mind this matter?

will doubt myself.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Su Zening looking at him worriedly.

Fu Xiao suddenly felt relieved.

In fact, not only Liu Ma, but also Lawyer Wu thought so, and couldn't help but look at Mrs. Song.

It's not his fault either.

At that time, Fu Xiao's situation was kept secret, not even the closest people knew about Fu Xiao's situation.

It is impossible for the Fu family to speak up, and it is even more impossible for the Song family to speak up.

The matter between the Song family and the Fu family seems to be that the Fu family not only abandoned the daughter of the Song family, but even annexed the Song family without conscience after the Song family fell.

What's more, the unknown death of Mr. Song had something to do with the grandson of the Fu family, and everyone with a reputation knows it.

Fu Xiao and even the Fu family haven't explained it for many years.

Therefore, Fu Jiafu is rich, but his reputation outside is not very good.

Lawyer Wu next to the hospital bed couldn't help but look at Fu Xiao.

Su Zening stared at it mercilessly.

Fu Xiao can come!It is already magnanimous.

Seeing the young man's unconditional protection for him, Fu Xiao couldn't help feeling a warm current flow through his heart.

"You...shut up, Mingwei...the thing is...she did something wrong and she has to...pay the price." Mrs. Song said unexpectedly, "What's more...it's the Song family... I'm sorry... Ah Xiao."

At that time, all she could do was to bring Xiao Ah Xiao by her side as much as possible, and Xiao Ah Xiao would obediently hold her hand and call her grandma.

Later, she was in a dilemma between her husband and daughter, and Ah Xiao looked at her more and more disappointed.

Probably because the person is about to die, Mrs. Song recalled many things: "Your grandfather... don't blame you, if you want to blame... you can only... blame him... yourself."

Lawyer Wu frowned slightly. Could it be that there is something hidden about what happened back then?

Mrs. Song turned to the side and said, "You guys... go out... Ah Xiao and I... talk."

Lawyer Wu nodded and backed out.

Mama Liu reluctantly walked out.

Su Zening was planning to go out, but Fu Xiao held Su Zening's hand.

Mrs. Song glanced at the hands of the two of them, as if she understood something, she said softly, "Ah Xiao, whether... you... believe it or not, I... once wanted... to take you... away."

Fu Xiao finally glanced at Mrs. Song and said, "But you still didn't do it after all."

However, Su Zening could hear that Fu Xiao's attitude was not as tough as it was at the beginning. It must be a comfort to Fu Xiao to know this.

At the very least, someone once cared about him. For Fu Xiao, it was a kind of reconciliation with fate.

Mrs. Song looked at this young man who was bleeding like herself, and couldn't help but said, "Ah Xiao, can you...call me...a word...grandma."

"Sogo, Sogo, is that you?"

Before she could finish her sentence, the medical equipment next to her began to alarm crazily.

The doctor outside the door rushed in and began to rescue him, but everything was in vain. The male doctor sighed, looked at Fu Xiao and said, "My condolences."

Fu Xiao suddenly tightened his hand.

Su Zening looked at Fu Xiao worriedly.

After a long while, Fu Xiao slowly let go of his hand.

Su Zening looked at Fu Xiao with distress, and couldn't help holding Fu Xiao's hand.

Fu Xiao held his hand instead, and the two walked towards the door together.

Fu Xiao stopped, and suddenly said to Su Zening, "Song Chongguang is his name."

he?

Is it the old man of the Song family?

Su Zening paused, looked at Fu Xiao, Fu Xiao looked out of the window with a stern face, his eyes slightly turned away: "They all said that I killed him."

What does Fu Xiao mean by this?

he does not know?

Su Zening suddenly thought of another possibility.

He looked at Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao took a deep look at Su Zening and said, "Xiao Ning, I don't remember."

Su Zening said indifferently: "If you don't remember, then you don't remember."

Fu Xiao stopped, turned to look at Su Zening sideways, pressed his shoulder and said, "Xiao Ning, this means that it might really be me who did it, do you know?"

Fu Xiao, who had always been displeased with sex, had a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Su Zening also took a serious look at Fu Xiao's face. He suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched Fu Xiao's face and said, "What does it matter? Whether you are or not, you are Fu Xiao whom I know. I—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly hugged by someone in his arms.

In winter, this embrace is extraordinarily warm.

Fu Xiao rested his chin on Su Zening's shoulder.

Su Zening's hands hanging on both sides of his body slowly hugged Fu Xiao tightly.

Lawyer Wu was already waiting outside the door, and he said to Fu Xiao, "My condolences, all the property under Mrs. Song's name will be left to you."

After speaking, he took out a key from the folder and said, "This is the key of the Song family."

Although there is very little property left under the name of the Song family, the remaining part is still quite considerable.

But this time Mrs. Song gave all of it to Fu Xiao, leaving nothing to her daughter.

Song family!

Song Chongguang died there.

Su Zeming looked at Fu Xiao's face worriedly, and said to Lawyer Wu: "We don't care about the Song family's things, we don't want them."

When Fu Xiao heard Su Zening's backbone, he smiled and said to Su Zening, "Are you sure you don't want it? I remember that the Song family has a back mountain, and there is a lake next to the back mountain. There are many fish in the lake."

so good!

Su Zening held back the sharp pain in his heart and said, "No more, we don't care about it."

But the word "we" greatly pleased Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao took the bunch of keys into his palm and said, "But I don't want to part with it."

He looked at the bunch of keys, then at Su Zening, his eyes were warm.

The things that entangled him in the past have disappeared with the death of Mrs. Song, and it is time to make a break.

The two came to the Song residence.

The Song residence is a typical western architectural style. Once you enter the gate, the path paved with marble slabs leads directly to the fountain in the garden.There is a tall cedar next to the fountain, three or four stories high and lush.

Because of the frequent maintenance, although the Song family is lonely, it does not seem to be in decline.

However, Fu Xiao remembered that when the Song family was at its most prosperous, cars were parked on both sides, and there was an endless stream of visitors. He stopped by the fountain for a while, and then looked at the gorgeous villa not far away. It used to be necessary to look up. It was an incredible place. , and now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

The difference is that there used to be countless words that could not be shared with others, but now there are people who want to tell them.

Su Zening couldn't help looking back and forth and said, "What a big garden, it's bigger than the garden of Fu's family."

Hearing Su Zening's voice, Fu Xiao turned his head to Su Zening and said, "From here to the underground gate, there are 1526 white floor tiles and 541 black floor tiles."

Su Zening was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Is there so many?"

After so many years, Fu Xiao still remembers it so clearly.Su Zening could almost imagine how Fu Xiao felt when he was a child, counting the stone slabs on this road over and over again, longing for the road leading to the outside.

He hated the Song family even more.

I hate it so much that I don't want to stay longer.

However, Fu Xiao glanced across a certain room on the second floor, with deep disgust in his eyes.

Su Zening took Fu Xiao's hand and said, "Let's leave."

Warmth flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes, and he held his hand in turn and said, "Don't you want to see the place where I grew up?"

Some things can be treated as if they don't exist if you don't want to.

After many years, as long as he is accompanied by people around him, he can face some things calmly.

Su Zening hesitated.

But Fu Xiao said, "Go and have a look, I want to go." His voice paused, and he said to Su Zening, "I want to try to get it back."

As soon as the door of the study room on the second floor was pushed open, a cold breath came.

Su Zening looked around uncomfortably.

Fu Xiao turned on the light familiarly, this place has always appeared repeatedly in his nightmares over the years, he is very familiar with it——

The dark room suddenly lit up.

Next to the scarlet velvet curtains of the room stood a huge wooden table, of excellent wood, with a faint sheen, of a strange shape, and to the left a large and unusual chest, which could be locked from the outside.

Fu Xiao stared at the table stiffly, his whole body became cold for a moment, and countless memories flashed back and flooded into his brain.

After returning to this place many years later, the coldness and darkness are still with him, just like his deepest nightmare, which has never been forgotten by him.

Suddenly, warmth came from his fingertips, waking him up from the icy cold. He looked down at Su Zening, the young man held his hand, and looked at him with worried blue eyes: "This place treats you very badly." Bar."

Fu Xiao smiled softly: "Is it so obvious?"

Su Zening nodded, he had never seen Fu Xiao like this before.

Fu Xiao said: "It's really smart."

Su Zening tilted his head, watched Fu Xiao bit his lip, and frivolously lifted Fu Xiao's chin and said, "I have someone who is smarter, do you want to know?"

Fu Xiao nodded obediently.

In the next second, the kiss landed on Fu Xiao's lips. Fu Xiao couldn't help being slightly startled, and opened his eyes wide. The person who kissed him was more active, his lips and teeth intersected, the boy was jerky but enthusiastic, the faint smell of strawberry jelly, filling The mouth of the two was sweet to his heart.

After the kiss ended, the boy's eyes were flushed, his breathing was uneven, he lay in Fu Xiao's arms, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "From now on, when you think of this place, besides those bad memories, there is also our kiss. So This place isn't that bad anymore, is it?"