After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 229

Fu Jingchuan's heart was suffocated, and he couldn't help but squat down towards her.

"What's wrong, Hitomi?"

He asked softly.

Pupil just looked at him with red eyes and grievances, and did not speak.

She was too young to answer.

"Hitomi?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Jingchuan called her again with a soft voice.

Pupil hesitantly looked at An An, then at Fu Jingchuan, and did not speak, but cautiously approached him, and his little hand also stretched out towards Fu Jingchuan, wanting to pull the corner of his clothes, and looked at An An with scruples.

Fu Youyou was stunned on the side.

This little girl's performance towards Fu Jingchuan is clearly possessive.

Due to the emergence of "your" and "my" property rights awareness in children over the age of one, as well as the lack of security, children who are more than one year old are prone to show grievances and crying when they see their parents holding other children.

She couldn't help but look at Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan had leaned over and hugged the little girl, patting her shoulder with his palm to soothe her softly.

The gentle look was something Fu Youyou had never seen when he was pacifying An'an.

Since she can remember, her brother Fu Jingchuan has been cold and indifferent, and she is not like other brothers and sisters, talking and laughing, let alone a pet sister crazy demon.

If she didn't take the initiative to find him, Fu Youyou couldn't help but wonder if Fu Jingchuan would remember her sister.

Later, she got married and had children, and although Fu Jingchuan liked children, he would not spoil a child like he does now.

This spoiled look is not at all what Fu Jingchuan will have for passers-by and children.

Fu Youyou's skeptical eyes couldn't help but look at the little girl who was held in Fu Jingchuan's arms.

From her angle, she could only see the side faces of the two.

The more Fu Youyou looked at it, the more he felt that the mystery was similar, and he couldn't help but raise his mobile phone and secretly took a photo.

Her mobile phone was turned on silent, Fu Jingchuan was reassuring Xiaopui that she didn't pay attention to her, and Fu Youyou's photo was taken unconsciously.

Little Pupil's mood quickly calmed down under Fu Jingchuan's comfort, but she seemed to feel embarrassed, seeing that An An was also looking at herself in confusion, so she also stretched out her hand timidly and called her "sister" as if showing favor.

An An was called a little shy, stuck out his tongue and ran back to Fu Youyou.

Little Pupil also looked at Fu Youyu, and was a little overwhelmed.

Fu Youyou squatted down and asked her with a smile: "Little friend, what's your name?"

"My name is Hitomi."

The little girl replied to her milkily.

Fu Youyou: "What's your last name?"

Little Pupil shook her head blankly, as if she didn't understand what she meant.

Fu Youyou couldn't ask, and he didn't dare to ask Fu Jingchuan directly, and he couldn't help but look at Sister Gao with a smile, and praised with a smile: "Your children are so cute."

Sister Gao smiled awkwardly: "Thank you."

Fu Youyou: "What's the child's name?"

After asking, he saw Fu Jingchuan move and looked at Sister Gao.

Fu Youyou looked at Fu Jingchuan in wonder, and couldn't help but look at Sister Gao.

Sister Gao smiled back and said, "Lin Yupu." "

It's not the surname Fu.

Fu Youyou couldn't help but frown, a little doubtful of his judgment, and couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan, and seemed to see a trace of disappointment on Fu Jingchuan's face.

She wasn't sure, and when she wanted to see clearly again, Fu Jingchuan had already stood up, and his face looked calm as usual.

He raised his wrist to look at the watch, then at the little doll he had caught in it, and then looked at Sister Gao: "Which building do you live in?" I'll send you these dolls.

Sister Gao quickly waved her hand and refused: "No need, I can handle it."

Fu Jingchuan nodded, and did not force it, after all, strangers, it is normal to be defensive.

"Then this kid will trouble you to bring it back."

Sister Gao nodded: "Okay."

Fu Jingchuan bent over and said goodbye to Xiao Pupil: "Pupil, uncle still has to work, he has to go home first, and he will play with you when he is free another day, okay?"

Hitomi nodded hesitantly: "Good." His

eyes were a little reluctant, but he still let go of the little hand that was holding him.

Fu Jingchuan said goodbye to Fu Youyou, turned around and left.

When he walked out of the mall gate, Fu Jingchuan inadvertently glanced at the giant display board placed at the gate, the back of the shiny metal was as smooth as a mirror, and the thin figure of the small pupil was clearly reflected on the mirror.

She still stood motionless, looking at the direction he left stunned, her eyes helpless and sad.

Fu Jingchuan inexplicably remembered Shiyang, Shiyang when he was seventeen years old.

He couldn't help but slowly stop, turned around, and looked in the direction of Pupil.

Hitomi had been picked up by the tall fat woman bending down and was carrying her to the other side of the mall.

In the corner of his eye, Fu Jingchuan saw Yan Yao, who was still hovering at the door of Shiyang Community, and his face faded immediately.

He withdrew his gaze and walked towards the entrance of the community.

His car was parked over there.

Yan Yao also saw him, his gaze stopped on his face, and he glanced behind him again, and he didn't say hello.

Fu Jingchuan didn't pay attention to him either, and walked past him.

When he passed by, Yan Yao still spoke: "She is not happy to marry you, and the divorce can be regarded as a timely stop-loss." Since President Fu chose to let go, don't bother her anymore.

Fu Jingchuan paused slightly: "This is my problem with her, and it has nothing to do with outsiders." Just take care of yourself.

After that, Fu Jingchuan didn't stop in his steps, walked to the front of the car, pulled the car door, and got into the car.

The car sped away.

Yan Yao watched the car go away, and there was no trace.

At the door of the shopping mall next door, Sister Gao was holding Pupil and walking towards the community, carrying a bag of rag dolls that Fu Jingchuan helped Pupil clamp.

When he approached, Yan Yao walked towards Pupil and called her: "Pupil, do you remember your uncle?"

Hitomi hesitantly glanced at him and nodded.

Sister Gao also greeted him politely: "Hello." "

When he came to look for Shiyang just now, she was in the community with Shiyang with the child, it was a face-to-face, but she didn't know him, and she didn't know his name.

Yan Yao also politely replied "hello", and then looked at Pupil and handed her the gift bag he was carrying in his hand: "Is it okay for uncle to give you a gift?" "

The gift was bought temporarily in the outside store after he separated from Shiyang just now.

There are no particularly decent gift shops around the community, so they are not valuables, but the little girl likes to change clothes little princess.

When he took out the gift, his little pupil's eyes lit up noticeably, but he quickly calmed down.

"Thank you, Uncle." She thanked her milkily, "But mom will be angry, I don't want it."

Yan Yao looked at her: "Why is my mother angry?"

"Mom said, no, just ask for it, someone else's gift." Hitomi whispered, reluctantly glancing at the little princess in his hand, wanting but not daring to ask for it.

"It's okay, this was sent to you by your uncle, not what Hitomi wanted." Yan Yao shoved the little princess into her hands, "Mother won't be angry.

Pupil's little head still couldn't quite understand what the relationship between the two was, and looked at Sister Gao in confusion.

Sister Gao saw that it was just a doll, and it was sent by someone familiar with Shiyang, and the children also liked it, so she smiled and taught Pupil and said, "Thank you uncle." Pupil

saw that Sister Gao agreed, a little happy, so she thanked Sister Gao's meaning: "Thank you, uncle."

"No thanks." Yan Yao touched her head and smiled, "Uncle's name is Yan Yao, and in the future, it will be called Uncle Yan Yao, okay?"

Pupil nodded as if he understood and called him obediently: "Uncle Yan Yao." "