His assistant investigated very quickly, and the letter arrived in his mailbox not long after he got home.
Fu Ruoyu looked at the message on her phone and smiled. Sure enough, everything went as she guessed. Fu Ling, what you have done to me, I will return it to you one by one now, but you can You must stand still, the gift is too heavy, I'm afraid you can't afford it.
Fu Ling's heart was beating fast. The feeling was the same as when he first met Xiao Yurou. Fu Ling opened the file and read ten lines at a time.
When Fu Ling saw that Xiao Mo's biological father and mother were unknown, he frowned, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved.
City A, Fu Ling remembers that it was in City A that he found Xiao Yurou.
Fu Ling's eyes were dark and unclear, making it impossible to see his inner thoughts. Yes, that's right, he was sure that Xiao Mo was Xiao Yurou's child. As for why...
I'm afraid I have to ask the welfare director back then.
Fu Ling has never been so excited. To be precise, since she left, he has rarely been happy. When she left, it was like taking a piece of his heart away. Whenever he thinks of her, , the heart is always empty.
Fortunately now, I have found Xiao Yurou's child. This child looks very similar to her, as if he was carved from the same mold. I will definitely treat her well and love her as my own child.
However, this child was in the same school as Fu Ruoyu, and was bullied by her suitor because of Fu Ruoyu's concern. Is it such a coincidence? Fu Ling couldn't help but think deeply.
At this moment, his door was suddenly knocked open gently, and a little head popped out. Fu Ruoyu obediently handed over the milk in his hand: "Dad, you must be tired after a long day of work, right? I specially heated the milk for you, Dad, please drink it quickly, it won’t be delicious if it’s cold.”
Fu Ling looked at Fu Ruoyu's well-behaved and sensible face, and gently stroked it with her hand, as if treating her dearest porcelain doll. Suddenly, the sound of slaps was particularly loud in the whole room.
Fu Ruoyu's hand holding the cup shook, and all the milk in the cup flowed to the floor. The ignorant and innocent expression on Fu Ruoyu's face pleased Fu Ling.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Fu Ling turned Fu Ruoyu's face and said with a smile.
Fu Ruoyu shook her head dullly. She didn't even know why she was treated like this by her father.
"I found your Aunt Xiao's son." When Fu Ling said this, he always had the gentlest smile on his face.
"It's at your school." Fu Ling began to observe the expression on Fu Ruoyu's face.
"Really? In our school?" Fu Ruoyu's face showed surprise and joy.
It's not false. Fu Ling nodded and said: "Yes, but she was bullied by others because of you, Xiaoyu. This is what dad can't bear the most, so dad got angry and beat you." , you don’t blame dad.”
Fu Ruoyu looked at the distress in Fu Ling's eyes and shook his head indifferently: "Dad, I won't blame you. You are doing this for Ruoyu's good, and Ruoyu knows it."
It's boring, it's still as stupid as before, when will it make some progress
"It's best if you understand like this. I'm going to take the child back. You won't have any objections, right?" Although Fu Ling said so, he had no intention of asking Fu Ruoyu.
(End of chapter)