Chapter 403 You should get used to that I am her father (1/3)
After Fu Sinian left the old house, he did not immediately go to Qiao Yimo, and drove the car to turn around to another place.
"Uncle, is Cherry here?" Qiao Ranran sat on the man's arm, wrapped his arms around his neck, with her small face around him.
The man is strong, holding Qiao Yimo on weekdays is like carrying a kitten. At this time, one arm can hold the little girl steadily, and he walks in the hallway with a combination of big and small looks. Here, the nurses who came and went almost stared blankly, and even forgot to say hello.
"Fu, Mr. Fu is good."
The man hummed, his footsteps did not stop.
Qiao Ranran was polite, calling out to them one by one.
Cherry said that young and beautiful people are called sisters, but she thinks they are not as pretty as her Cherry, so let's call them aunts.
Fu Siyoung licked her lips, took her into his arms, and walked into Pei Qian's office without saying a word.
The other party was not surprised when he saw him coming in, but he raised his brow fiercely when he saw him holding the baby purely.
How does this posture feel so like a buddy holding a girl to show off
"Little Ranran, isn't it? Uncle." He gave a smile that was naturally the softest, and reached out to tease the little girl.
"uncle."
Fu Sinian squinted his eyes, slapped his hand mercilessly, and said coldly, "Do business."
He doesn't have much time, and Qiao Yimo will definitely call in a while.
Pei Qian retreated his hand and cast him a scornful eye, then took out two candy from the drawer and threw it to him, "Make it yourself, it's not as cute as your girl, even if you don't look like you, even the character It doesn't look like you either."
"Isn't she mine? You don't need to doubt." Fu Siyoung glanced at him, then sat down, peeled off the candy, and put it to the girl's lips, "Good, candy."
Qiao Ranran raised his eyes and blinked, "Sweet?"
She knew this was a hospital. Qiao Yimo used to take her to the hospital. When taking medicine, she always said it was sugar, but it was always bitter in her mouth and not delicious at all.
"Well, sweet."
Qiao Ranran opened his mouth with satisfaction and bit the candy in his hand and put it in his mouth. Then he added lips and nodded his head.
"Well, it's delicious, uncle, when shall we meet Cherry?"
Fu Sinian rubbed her hair and said gently: "Go soon."
Then he looked at Pei Qian and squinted, "Aren't you going to prepare?"
The other party had his arms around his chest and smiled lazily, "Hey, am I wondering what it's like to be a father? I haven't seen you for a few days, and I have been promoted directly to a dad. I wanted to say that if you hate children, My buddy can help you raise it for two days."
"No need." The man glanced at him, his eyes darkened as he watched the child who was gradually squinting his eyes to sleep in his arms.
Pei Qian slowly stood up, put on gloves, took out a disposable syringe from the box, walked to him and squatted down, glanced at the child, and asked casually: "Do you think she won't find it?"
If women are sensitive, then the sensitivity of mothers to children is simply terrifying.
The man's jaw line was slightly tightened, his handsome face was deep, he looked down at the child, rubbed his fingertips on her forehead, and was silent for a few seconds: "I didn't intend to hide it from her, but I need to know the result first. Let's do it. ."
He will try to hide the result from her as much as possible.
Pei Qian's sluggishness disappeared a bit, he tore open the packaging bag, took out an alcohol swab, wiped it on the child's arm, took out half a tube of blood, and then poured it into a container for storage.
Then turned to him and said, "Come with me, hold her."
As soon as he walked out the door, the phone on the man's body suddenly shook.
Suddenly a call from the overly depressing and quiet atmosphere made both of them startled at the same time.
Pei Qian smiled for a moment, gloating, "Her? It seems that she doesn't feel at ease with you."
The result was naturally a kick in exchange for Fu Sinian, holding the child with one hand, he calmed his face, took out his mobile phone, and pressed the switch, his voice became milder, "Hello?"
Qiao Yimo was quiet there for a while before hesitatingly asked: "She..."
"She's okay, I'll take her there after a while." The man said lightly.
Qiao Yimo explained in a slightly embarrassing manner: "I'm not worried about her safety, I'm just afraid of her crying, afraid of you... not good."
There are strangers all around, and she is not there. She is very afraid of Qiao Ranran crying, and it is even harder to imagine whether the man is facing a crying child.
Frown sadly.
"She's very good, she didn't cry or make trouble, just fell asleep."
For the first time facing his own child, Fu Sinian really felt a strange and weird feeling in his heart, but it didn't mean that he didn't accept it. Adults could coax them, let alone a child.
Qiao Yimo squeezed the phone tightly, "Oh, that's good, if you are busy, I will let Chen's mother come over and take her home..."
"Qiao Yimo." The man interrupted her, frowning, his tone low, "Are you still not used to me as her father? No matter what I do to her, it should be me and me. Willingly, you don't have to tell me in such a polite tone every time, what Shi'an and Lu Ziyan can do, do you think I can't do it?"
"I..." Qiao Yimo was speechless.
Fu Sinian didn't want to waste time, his words were warm, with some coaxing softness, "I'll let you get used to it slowly, goodbye! Go busy, I'll pick you up later."
The man said, hung up.
On the other side of the phone, Qiao Yimo blushed, staring at the phone in a daze.
[I will let you get used to it slowly...]
Is he going to hang on with her to the end
"What are you looking at? So ecstatic?"
Someone patted his shoulder, Qiao Yimo regained his senses, and when he turned around, he saw Lin Xing's puzzled eyes.
"It's okay... Are you looking for me?"
"Yeah." Lin Xing nodded, took out from her bag and threw something to her, curled her lips and smiled lightly, "You must come."
Qiao Yimo was stunned, looking down at the red invitation in his hand, blinking beautiful eyes, "Wedding?"
"You can take your man with you." She teased.
Qiao Yimo was helpless, "I said he was not..."
"Not your man? Well, isn't it a cold joke? It seems that Mr. Fu has not succeeded in his efforts these days."
Qiao Yimo was speechless, put away the invitation, and said, "I will definitely go, but since I am not a friend, there is no need to pack such a big red envelope, right?"
"..."
Lin Xing's mature and charming face showed a bit of contempt, "When did you become so stingy? Mr. Fu didn't give you any money? Even if you weren't a boyfriend or girlfriend, raising a lover would give you tens of millions. What is he? Didn't give it to you, you sold yourself to him again?"
(End of this chapter)