After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

The night is fading.

Everything was shrouded in silent darkness.

By the time Fu Tingchen drove back to Fu's old house overnight, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

"Master,"

Uncle Yang, who was awakened, looked at the man who was supposed to be a hundred kilometers away in astonishment.

"Why did you come back suddenly?"

Did something unexpected happen suddenly? !

Fu Tingchen didn't answer. After changing his shoes at the entrance, he looked up at Uncle Yang.

"The old man is in the room?"

The doubt in Uncle Yang's eyes instantly turned to reality.

It turned out that it was because he was worried about the old man's health that he worked so hard to come back overnight.

"Yes,"

He nodded with satisfaction.

"Young Madam's treatment is very effective. The old man sleeps tonight much more peacefully than before,"

Looking at the chill on Fu Tingchen's body, he continued.

"The supper for the young lady is still hot in the kitchen. You drove all night, and I'll cook you some supper to warm your stomach."

"Need not,"

Fu Tingchen walked upstairs with long legs, his expression was as usual, and he couldn't see his real thoughts clearly.

"I'll go see the old man first."

The old man will definitely be very pleased to see the young master like this.

Uncle Yang followed with a smile.

The old man fell asleep on the bed, and he didn't notice that Fu Tingchen and Uncle Yang came in.

The majestic face on weekdays is now the same as that of ordinary old people.

It reveals a bit of old age.

Inexplicably sad.

Standing beside the bed, Fu Tingchen pursed his thin lips slightly, and there was some gloom in his deep eyes.

Soon, it's almost over.

I will clean up the dregs of the Fu family.

Such a thing will never happen again.

Fu Tingchen didn't wake up the old man, he stood by the bed for a while, then turned and walked out.

Uncle Yang twitched the corner of his mouth.

He didn't expect that when the young master said to take a look, it was really just a look.

At this time, Fu Tingchen's slender and tall figure had already walked in front of a door.

After a while, he slowly unscrewed the handle and walked in.

The room was quiet, and the sleep lamp by the bed gave off a dim and soft light.

In the silent night, it gives people an inexplicable warm feeling.

Fu Tingchen deliberately walked lightly and walked to the bedside.

Shi Wan curled up sideways on the bed, her long curly chestnut hair spread casually on the pillow.

Because of the sound sleep, her delicate and fair face had a faint crimson tinge.

The sharpness and coldness between Fu Tingchen's eyebrows and eyes gradually dissipated, and the breath around him became warm and soft.

He stretched out his hand, caressing Shiwan vaguely.

Perhaps in just one day, too many changes have taken place.

After Shiwan fell asleep, he fell deeply into one dream after another.

Suddenly, a big hand full of medicinal scent grabbed her hand.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed to Shi's Old Home, and Grandpa's smile was kind and warm.

"Don't be afraid at night, grandpa is here."

"Wanwan is grandpa's treasure, and also our Shi family's treasure."

"We will be happy in the evening."

Shi Wan wanted to hold Grandpa's hand back, wanted to ask him where he was, and wanted to tell him that he was very happy now.

But she didn't have time to do anything, the grandfather and the courtyard in front of her disappeared.

Just when it was late and helpless.

The scene in front of me returned to the Fu Family Manor.

The handsome and cold man sat on the edge of the bed, holding the woman's hand and kissing gently.

The movements are gentle and the expression is pious.

"Night night—"

He smiled extremely gently, completely opposite to the crazy and paranoid look in his eyes.