The real daughter's mind is read by her family, and everyone is shocked

In the private residential area, Yan Yan had already prepared breakfast, and then stood aside. When he saw a beautiful figure appear, he was not too surprised, but just said politely:

"Miss Fu, you can eat first, the gentleman will be down soon."

gentlemen?

Fu Yao was stunned for two seconds, then nodded.

Fu Yao blinked her beautiful eyes, which were still a little sleepy after just waking up, smiled slightly, and said in a clear and pleasant voice: "Well, okay."

"Let me introduce myself. I'm your assistant, my last name is Yan."

Fu Yao recognized him. They had met a few times, but they were not close. He was a rigorous and quiet assistant.

"Hello Mr. Yan, I'm sorry to bother you."

"No, it was my husband who brought you back. Miss Fu should thank my husband."

Fu Yao nodded again: "Well, okay."

Fu Yao thought that the gentleman that Yan Yan mentioned should be Uncle Shen. Thinking of the stunning Uncle Shen and the time when she had a fever and was in the hospital for treatment, she couldn't remember anything after that.

She only remembered that she grabbed a hand and held it tightly, not wanting to let go, and the other person also said some vague words to comfort her.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm here."

"Is it hard?"

"Be good, drink some water. The doctor told you to drink more water to help reduce the fever."

"Where does it hurt? Your forehead?"

"Be good."

"It will be fine soon, don't move..."

Fu Yao thought that these words might have come from Uncle Shen's mouth. For some reason, Fu Yao's face became a little hot and her heart skipped a beat.

Yan Yan then realized that this was the real daughter of the Fu family. As for how her husband brought her back to his private residence, although Yan Yan had many questions, he had to keep them to himself.

Yan Cheng reminded himself yesterday, and he would not make the same mistake again easily at this time.

Seeing that Miss Fu didn't make any move to eat, Yan Yan reminded her again: "Miss Fu, you can eat first."

Seeing the other party's calmness, Fu Yao also behaved calmly. She glanced at the light and rich breakfast, nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you, I understand."

Fu Yao was not in a hurry to eat, but sat at the dining table and waited quietly.

My stomach is empty, I am very hungry, but I have no desire to eat.

Fu Yao's high fever had just subsided, and she felt weak all over, her limbs were numb, and her reactions were a little slow.

Fu Yao woke up in the morning and found that she was not at home but in a strange place. She was scared and frightened.

Covering her still dizzy head, Fu Yao first checked her body. Finding that she didn't feel any discomfort, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After waking up, Fu Yao stayed in bed for a while before getting up and going downstairs in the direction she was in.

So when she saw Yan Yan's face, Fu Yao felt much more at ease.

If she remembered correctly, he was Uncle Shen's subordinate.

So, I am at one of Uncle Shen’s residences?

should be.

Anyway, this is not Grandma Shen’s home.

As Fu Yao sat there, she secretly looked around the house. It had a cool layout, was low-key and luxurious, and simple and elegant.

Yan Yan inexplicably felt a little more admiration for Miss Fu.

At this time, the man came late, and under Fu Yao's stunned gaze, the man sat down leisurely.

"How is your recovery?" Shen Zhen spoke with concern.

"..."

"Has the fever gone away?"

"..."

Having said that, without waiting for Fu Yao to answer, a thick, dry palm was placed on Fu Yao's forehead, and then quickly left.

"Yeah, the temperature has dropped." The man asked and answered himself in a low voice. He silently withdrew his palm, and his pair of cold eyes fell on Fu Yao, becoming a little gentler.

Fu Yao's reaction seemed a little dazed.

Looking into Shen Zhen's eyes, he just felt that she was a little cute, like a little dolphin that had lost its way.

He became more patient with Fu Yao: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Fu Yao felt a burning sensation on her forehead. In just a moment, she inexplicably felt that she had become dependent on the other person.

Fu Yao quickly realized that this was directed at her. She shook her dizzy head and looked very cute: "No, I'm much better."

"Well, that's good." Although Shen Zhen said this, he couldn't help but frowned when he saw Fu Yao's still pale face.

"Don't force yourself if you feel uncomfortable. I was in the hospital yesterday and I happened to see you receiving an IV drip alone when I passed by..."

Fu Yao couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly because she had a fever and her mind wasn't clear.

But Fu Yao understood that it was she who held the man's hand tightly and said something like not to let her family know and not to worry. As she spoke, she started crying. Uncle Shen brought her to his place because he felt sorry for her and had no choice but to do so.

After hearing this, Fu Yao understood that Uncle Shen was telling her not to think too much.

Yan Yan opened his mouth wide. The last time the gentleman explained the problem was the last time. Facing the old lady, the gentleman might not have such patience!

However, when facing the cold-tempered Miss Fu, the gentleman seemed to make exceptions sometimes.

Thinking that Young Master Shen didn't even receive such treatment, Yan Yan couldn't help but have some subtle thoughts in his mind.

Although Miss Fu is a little younger, her family background is not bad. I heard that she studies very hard, is very motivated and not arrogant. The two of them sitting like this, they are a perfect match.

Yan Yan felt that they were a perfect match and he didn't feel any guilt at all.

Fu Yao did not think much about it, and was very grateful to Shen Zhen: "Thank you Uncle Shen for your care."

“I feel much better now.”

This was the sentence Shen Zhen heard when he woke up in the morning.

"Ah."

The man glanced at the untouched breakfast, as if he had thought of something, and said calmly: "Have you taken the medicine?"

Without waiting for Fu Yao to answer, the man said, "Eat breakfast first, then take medicine."

Just as Fu Yao was thinking that he was really thoughtful, the man said, "The doctor told me not to take medicine on an empty stomach, and this is common sense."

[Oh, I thought he really knew what I was thinking. It seems to be common sense.]

Shen Zhen paused as he was about to pick up the chopsticks. He could really hear what was in her heart.

"Oh, I understand. I'll take the medicine soon." Fu Yao replied obediently.

Facing this Uncle Shen who had his own aura, Fu Yao was so nervous that she didn't dare to look around.

I laughed too early, and suddenly I understood Shen's fear, as if I had the same feeling.

No wonder classmate Shen is so afraid of his uncle. Fu Yao is also a little afraid.

Shen Zhen had already started to eat in an orderly manner. From time to time, the child opposite him made sounds in his heart, and it was difficult for him to ignore them.

[Alas, why did I hold Uncle Shen's hand and not let go? I have a fever. Am I so lucky? With this luck, it would be a pity if I don't buy a lottery ticket. Alas, alas, alas.]

Shen Zhen just listened to the person on the other side sighing.

Looking at Fu Yao with her head down, she was eating the breakfast in the bowl in a disjointed manner.

Shen Zhen gave a look to Yan Yan beside him, and Yan Yan understood and went to prepare the medicine that Fu Yao would take later.

"Is the food not to your liking?"

"Shall I ask Yan Yan to prepare some more?"

Fu Yao shook her head repeatedly: "No, it tastes good, but I don't have a good appetite, I can't eat it."

Shen Zhen did not force it anymore. Yan Yan happened to be holding a cup of water and the medicine. The man raised his cold chin.

"Take the medicine first."

"Yeah, okay." Under Shen Zhen's supervision, Fu Yao grabbed a handful of medicine and threw it into her mouth, then took two sips of water and swallowed the medicine.

Fu Yao smiled and said, "I'm done eating."

Shen Zhen looked at Fu Yao taking medicine so wildly and couldn't help but frowned: "...You take medicine like this?"

Fu Yao blinked her innocent eyes: "Is there anything wrong?"

Fu Yao didn't find anything wrong.

[It's just a little bitter. I don't want to eat this bitter food anymore. It's more bitter than my life.]

Shen Zhen was so angry that he almost laughed. He didn't know whether it was because of her words that were more bitter than life or because of Fu Yao's careless action of taking medicine.

"You have to take your medicine one pill at a time."

"Go make a cup of honey water."

The former was said to Fu Yao, and the latter was said to Yan Yan.

"Yes."

Yan Yan left for a minute, and when he came back, he had a glass of honey water in his hand. He placed it in front of Fu Yao and said, "Miss Fu, please drink it."

"Ah? Thank you." Fu Yao thought it was Uncle Shen who wanted to drink it, but it turned out to be for her.

The man said in a pleasant voice: "The medicine may be a little bitter. You can drink some honey water to moisten your throat and buffer the bitter taste in your mouth."

"You may feel a little dizzy after taking the medicine. Go back to your room and rest. There's no need to rush home."

"When you want to go back, just let Yan Yan take you back."

"You are Brother Fu's daughter, and it is my duty to take care of you. You don't have to be so reserved here."

The man seemed to be very busy. Before he could finish his words, his cell phone started ringing like a life-threatening alarm.

Fu Yao watched Uncle Shen listening to the phone. The man's eyes were cold when he was talking on the phone, but when his gaze met Fu Yao, it softened inexplicably.

Finally, the man nodded to Fu Yao and left his residence.

Yan Yan also went out and returned home half an hour later, bringing back some snacks for Fu Yao.

I don’t know why Yan Yan emphasized this: “My master told me to do this. I’m afraid you might be hungry. You can eat these to fill your stomach.”

"My husband said you ate too little, so he asked me to prepare this."

"Thank you, I'll eat it."

Fu Yao felt a little dizzy, wondering if it was because of the medicine she had taken. She looked up, but Yan Yan was gone. Fu Yao didn't pay any attention to him.

She took out her cell phone and found many missed calls.

And WeChat.

Fang Zhiqiu: Where have you been, daughter?

Fang Zhiqiu: Cry, cry, cry!

Fang Zhiqiu: If you don’t reply to my messages and phone calls, I will call the police!

Fu Yanzhou: Where have you been, sister?

Fu Yanzhou: I want to know if you are safe.

Fu Yanzhou: My sister is missing!

Fu Zhenheng: Daughter, don’t scare dad!

Not wanting to reply one by one, Fu Yao simply sent a message to the group at home:

Fu Yao: I was at Jia Jia's place. She pulled me to discuss something and wouldn't let me leave. I couldn't get away.

Fu Yao: I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you in advance and made everyone worry.

Fu Yao: I'm fine, don't get excited. Next time I'm not going home, I will definitely let me know in advance. I'm sorry, I was wrong!

Fu Yao bit her finger, feeling nervous, as she looked at the quiet interface. The next moment, messages kept popping up.

Fang Zhiqiu: Xiaoyao! Just be safe! I was scared to death!

Fu Yanzhou: Be sure to tell me in advance next time, this is not a joke!

Fu Yanzhou: I asked someone to look for you all night. I hope you're okay. I told them not to look for you anymore.

Fu Zhenheng: It’s okay. I was just worried about my daughter and didn’t sleep the whole night. I’m glad you’re okay.

Fu Yao suddenly felt guilty.

Covering my dizzy head, I wanted to go home immediately.

The next second, the topic of the chat interface became a little distorted.

Fang Zhiqiu: Oh, so you were discussing something with Jiajia? If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have bothered you, Xiaoyao. Should I not have called or sent WeChat messages? I hope I didn't bother you guys?

Fang Zhiqiu: The inspiration is still there, right? Have you discussed it carefully? So, when will Jia Jia release the next painting?

Fang Zhiqiu: (looking forward to it, rubbing his hands)

Fu Zhenheng: Hmm?

Fu Zhenheng: Wife, when did you become so positive? You are hiding something from me!

Fu Yanzhou: Mom, when did you become so positive? You are hiding something from me too!

Fu Yao even felt that Fang Zhiqiu was trembling a little.

Fang Zhiqiu: ? ? No, what could I possibly hide from you?

Do you want me to say that I'm waiting for the comics of your third son/brother?

You guys can't accept this, right?

Fang Zhiqiu didn't dare to say it.

Fu Yao first distanced herself from the matter.

Fu Yao: I still need to discuss homework with Jia Jia, what are you talking about, Mommy?

Fu Yao: Mommy, you'd better explain it clearly to everyone.

Fu Yao sent a cold sweat emoticon and then went into hiding.

There was a group of people here, and the two men took turns bombarding Fang Zhiqiu. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and said that she had a headache. She also told Fu Yao not to rush home and to "study" well, and she also went silent.

Only the father and son were left, no, Fu Shengxiu just came out, and the three of them stared at each other in the group.

Fu Shengxiu: What happened? What did I miss?

Fu Yanzhou: You missed a lot!

Fu Zhenheng: You don’t know how to read the chat history? You need me to teach you?!

Fu Shengxiu invites new friends to join.

Fu Yanzhou:?

Fu Zhenheng:?

Du Manqing joined the group chat and everyone can start chatting.

Du Manqing: Hello, everyone!

Du Manqing: Hello, Second Young Master, hello, Chairman.

Caught off guard!

Fu Zhenheng: Haha, what should I call the chairman? Call him dad.

Du Manqing: Ahem, ...Dad.

Fu Zhenheng: Oh! Oh! Hahaha! Yan Zhou, hurry up and call me sister-in-law. You have no sense at all! Hurry up and call me!

Fu Yanzhou on the other side was silent for a long time before asking in surprise!

Fu Yanzhou: Big Brother?! When did I have a sister-in-law?! You all knew about it? I'm the only one who didn't know?!

Fu Shengxiu: Busy man, call me sister-in-law, now you know.

Fu Yanzhou: ...

Fu Yanzhou: Hello, sister-in-law! I will bring you a gift next time I go back!

Du Manqing: Okay, okay, thank you, Yan Zhou.

Several people started chatting happily. Fang Zhiqiu had been peeking at the screen. When he realized that the atmosphere was almost right, he ran out again.

Fang Zhiqiu: Hehehe, Manqing is here too?

Du Manqing: Um...Mom.

Fang Zhiqiu sent a string of happy little emoticons.

Fang Zhiqiu: Hey! Hey! Welcome to our big family. Mom will give you a red envelope!

Red envelope for daughter-in-law.

Fifty-two thousand

eighty thousand

One hundred thousand

The red envelope that Fu Yanzhou gave to his sister-in-law.

fifty thousand.

The red envelope that Fu Zhenheng gave to his daughter-in-law.

One hundred thousand.

Du Manqing:? ! !