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

"Go home? Or go upstairs and rest?"

Fu Yao was startled, and realized that he was asking her. She opened her mouth and said she wanted to go home.

Shen Zhen glanced at Fu Yao gently and nodded, "Well, I'll take you there."

……

Although Uncle Shen didn't say anything, Fu Yao was still very nervous.

I wanted to say something, but as soon as we got in the car, it was shaking and Fu Yao fell asleep, so I wasn't worried at all.

Fu Yao slept almost the entire way and only woke up when she got home.

Shen Zhen glanced at Fu Yao's carefree sleeping face in the rearview mirror, curled his lips, and drove more steadily.

Thinking of Lin Fuya's embarrassed look, I couldn't help but look at this kid with a new respect.

Fighting, quite good.

Originally, when he received a call from Yan Yan, who said in an anxious tone that Lin Fuya was going to bully Miss Fu, the man's heart suddenly skipped a beat!

He left his work and the partner he was talking to and rushed back immediately. The first thought in his mind was that if anything happened to the child, he would make Lin Fuya pay the price.

Fortunately, he walked into the house trembling with fear and did not see anything that frightened him. Instead, he was a little surprised by Lin Fuya's appearance.

When the man heard Fu Yao say that she was the one who beat him, he felt even more relieved.

The man's bony hands were on the steering wheel, and his eyes occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror, his gaze fixed squarely on the quiet, sleeping figure.

As if he was out of control, the man suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and he restrained himself and withdrew his gaze. His expression returned to its cold and handsome state, and he did not glance at the back seat again.

……

Fu Yao returned home and honestly told Fang Zhiqiu where she went last night.

Because of her illness, the girl now looked even thinner and frailer, which gave Fang Zhiqiu the illusion that the child might need to be raised again. She seemed to have become much thinner and looked malnourished.

"Actually, I had a fever last night, and when I went to the hospital for an IV drip, I fell asleep halfway through. Then, I don't know why, but I grabbed the hand of Uncle Shen next door, and then..."

Fang Zhiqiu's eyelids jumped, and he looked at his daughter's pale face: "So, what?"

"He couldn't bear to see me alone in the hospital, so Uncle Shen took me back to his private residence. I stayed in the guest room of Uncle Shen's house last night."

Uncle Shen next door? Fang Zhiqiu immediately thought of someone: "Shen Zhen?"

Fu Yao nodded gently: "Yes."

Fang Zhiqiu still had a lot of respect for the cold-tempered eldest son of the Shen family. Knowing that he still took care of her daughter, Fang Zhiqiu's favorability towards Shen Zhen increased sharply.

"Mommy, you're not going to be angry, are you?"

Fang Zhiqiu paused, then said unhappily: "Why should I be angry? I'm not angry. Isn't it good that someone takes care of you when you are sick?"

Fu Yao: Why do you sound so jealous?

"But why didn't you tell me that you had a fever? I could go to the hospital to take care of you!" At this point, Fang Zhiqiu really couldn't let it go. How long would it take for her daughter to come to her, her mother, first when she encountered a problem?

Fang Zhiqiu didn't dare to ask for everything, she just hoped that Fu Yao would rely on her occasionally, but this was really difficult.

Fang Zhiqiu was not angry that Fu Yao did not come home, but she was angry that Fu Yao was sick and did not think of her as a mother at the first time. Fang Zhiqiu really felt like a failure.

Before Fang Zhiqiu had time to feel sad, Fu Yao revealed another shocking piece of news.

"Also..."

"I was at Uncle Shen's house and beat up a woman who was suspected to be Uncle Shen's girlfriend. I couldn't help it because she spoke too brazenly, so I beat her."

Fu Yao asked cautiously, like a child who had done something wrong: "She calls herself the eldest daughter of the Lin family. Mommy, is this Lin family famous in the capital? Will I cause trouble for my family?"

Fu Yao raised her itchy throat, then coughed violently a few times: "She also said that she would make me look bad, send me to jail, and make me... cough cough cough!"

I don’t know which word irritated Fu Yao’s throat, but she suddenly started coughing uncontrollably.

Fang Zhiqiu was so anxious that he said, "Oh, don't worry about it for now. You're coughing. Stop talking. Xiaotao, go and get the young lady a glass of water to moisten her throat!"

"Oh, right away!"

Fang Zhiqiu patted Fu Yao's back distressedly and asked anxiously, "Why are you coughing so badly all of a sudden? Have you taken the medicine? What did the doctor say?!"

"That's it, cough cough cough me, cough cough cough..."

[Help! What’s wrong with me? Why am I coughing like this all of a sudden? I’m afraid I can’t make it, wuwuwu, cough cough cough cough cough, help! ]

"Cough cough cough..."

Fang Zhiqiu was in a panic, but he had to pretend to be calm: "Alas, I'm still worried. I'll ask the doctor to check you out. Coughing like this is not a good idea. You're going to cough your lungs out!"

As she spoke, she called a doctor, who said it would take 20 minutes for the doctor to arrive. Fu Yao drank the water that Li Tao had prepared. It tasted sweet, and she didn't know what was added to it, but after she drank it, her throat instantly felt better.

Seeing her daughter's coughing getting better, Fang Zhiqiu asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"I feel better now. I was coughing so hard just now! Cough..."

The doctor arrived quickly, took Fu Yao's pulse, and gave her an IV drip.

Fu Yao thought she was better, but when she took her temperature just now, she was still running a fever, almost 39 degrees.

Fang Zhiqiu was so scared that he wanted to hit someone: "You kid, why didn't you tell me you still have a fever?!"

"At this temperature, if it keeps burning like this, what will you do if you turn into a little fool?!"

Fu Yao's eyelids were drooping. She had no intention of listening to what others said. She nodded her head a few times and fell asleep.

Fang Zhiqiu watched his daughter fall asleep in a second. She was no longer angry because of her illness. Even if she was angry, it disappeared.

While watching over his daughter receiving an IV drip, Fang Zhiqiu called his second son.

In the imperial capital, Yan Zhou knew the most about the affairs of the wealthy families.

The call was quickly connected, and when someone on the other end said "Hello", Fang Zhiqiu opened his mouth and cursed: "What are you talking about? It's your mother's voice, can't you recognize it?"

"What's the point of being busy with work every day? You don't even go home, and you don't care about your sister?"

Thinking that his mother wouldn't get angry for no reason and even mentioned Fu Yao, Fu Yanzhou said sharply: "What do you mean, what happened to my sister? Isn't she studying well at school? Didn't she say she was discussing study matters at a classmate's house last night? Is there a problem?!"

Fu Yanzhou: "Is your sister at home? Is she back? Do you want me to postpone a few meetings and come back?!"

Fang Zhiqiu said that Fu Yao was having a fever, and Fu Yanzhou said, "I'll be back right away!"

Then, he hung up the phone.

Fu Yanzhou came back very quickly. Before Fu Yao had finished half of the drip, Fu Yanzhou rushed back from the company.

As soon as he entered Fu Yao's bedroom and saw his sister, who was hanging on an IV drip, sleeping soundly, with a pale face and lifeless, Fu Yanzhou became angry!

"Mom, what happened? How could my sister become so sick in just one night? What did the doctor say?"

Fang Zhiqiu said Xiaoyao had a fever.

Fu Yanzhou reached out and touched Fu Yao's forehead, and found that it was still very hot. There was a hint of coldness and worry between his moist brows: "If it doesn't work, go to the private hospital I invested in. You can't delay with a fever."

Fu Yao was originally fast asleep, but was awakened by the sudden voice of Fu Yanzhou.

She opened her eyes, her gaze was crooked, and she didn't have much strength to speak.

"Don't go to the hospital, second brother, stop making trouble, I'll be fine at home."

"No, I'll take you to the hospital. I'm worried." Fu Yanzhou was resolute and said in a tone that no room for negotiation.

Fu Yao didn't have the energy to argue with Fu Yanzhou, so she just said, "Well, after I finish this drip, if my fever hasn't subsided, I'll go to the hospital."

Fu Yanzhou: "Okay, second brother will take care of you, but if your fever hasn't subsided, you have to go to the hospital with me for treatment."

Fu Yao did well. An hour later, her temperature returned to normal. The doctor took her temperature again, confirmed it was normal, prescribed a day's worth of medicine, and left.

Fu Yao was sweating all over and her fever went away. She felt a lot more energetic, her breath was better, and her complexion became rosy. She was no longer the lifeless and weak look just now.

"Mommy, I'm hungry. I want to eat lean meat porridge." Fu Yao rarely felt hungry.

Fang Zhiqiu and Fu Yanzhou both breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the fever subsided, it would be fine. They were really worried that the patient would become confused due to the fever.

"Okay, okay, you're hungry, right? Mommy will make you some lean meat porridge and bring it up in a minute. Just lie down first." Fang Zhiqiu said as she pulled away her second son who wanted to say something.

"Come here, help me, come and help, don't disturb your sister's rest."

"Xiaoyao, just lie still and don't move, okay?"

Fu Yao nodded. She felt weak and had no strength left.

Fu Yao felt much better and the dizziness was much relieved.

Bruce was not allowed to come in just now, but as soon as Fang Zhiqiu and the others left, Bruce slipped in. Seeing that his little master was very sick, he ran to Fu Yao, wagging his tail, and kept licking the back of Fu Yao's hand where the injection was.

Wang Wang Wang!

Is the little master sick?

My dear master, please get well soon!

Is it very uncomfortable to be sick? Bruce accompanies the little master, and the little master will get better soon.

This side of the kitchen.

Fu Yanzhou looked at his mother who didn't need his help at all and frowned: "Aren't you asking me to help? Are you asking me to just stand there?"

"If you don't let me help, I'll go and accompany my sister. I've been busy these past few days and I haven't been able to spend enough time with my sister."

"Are you stupid? I have something to ask you. It's not good to say it in front of Xiaoyao, so I just pulled you out. Don't leave yet. Wait until I finish what I want to say."

Fang Zhiqiu was busy with his hands while saying, "Imperial capital, Lin family, Miss Lin, is there such a Lin family?"

"I have been here for a short time and have not attended any events, so I really don't know what the upper-class families in the imperial capital have. That's why I asked you."

Fu Yanzhou searched in his mind and thought of the Lin family. He asked curiously, "Mom, why are you asking this? There is a Lin family, but my company doesn't have any business dealings with them."

"The Lin family was quite prosperous in the first five years. Everyone respected the reputation of the Lin family head. But since Mr. Lin asked his two sons to manage the family business together four years ago, the situation has been declining in the past four years."

"The two sons of the Lin family are divided into two factions, the elder Lin and the younger Lin. The two factions are fighting fiercely, and the company has already been torn apart. If they continue to fight like this, it is only a matter of time before the company is destroyed. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"The youngest son of Mr. Lin, the eldest of the Lin family, wants to enter the entertainment industry and wants to sign a contract with my company. I rejected him because he looks like a lazy guy who only gets bored after a short while. Why are you asking this all of a sudden, mom?"

"You know the Lin family? That's impossible, how come I don't know?"

Fang Zhiqiu shook his head and said with some concern: "No, I don't know him, but your sister came back today and said that she beat up the eldest daughter of the Lin family. I was worried, so I asked you to come back and ask about it."

"So, the eldest lady of the Lin family should be the Lin family you mentioned." Fang Zhiqiu said worriedly.

"If the other party intends to embarrass our Xiaoyao, will you protect your sister?"

Fu Yanzhou didn't need to think: "Of course, to protect my sister!"

"Besides, isn't it the Lin family? Your son is in the imperial capital, and his strength should not be underestimated. You have to trust your son."

"That's good. After all, most of our Fu family's businesses are in the city and can't affect this side. I'm just afraid that Xiaoyao will be bullied because she has no background."

Fu Yanzhou thought, he really needs to hold a banquet to let his mother see her second son's strength in the imperial capital! This move is very necessary.

When Fang Zhiqiu was in the city before, he only knew that Fu Yanzhou was in the film and television industry, but he really didn't know to what extent he had done so.

Therefore, it is understandable that Fang Zhiqiu does not believe in Fu Yanzhou's ability.

Soon, the porridge was ready, and before Fang Zhiqiu could reach out to take it, Fu Yanzhou's hand had already reached out to him.

"Mom, let me do it."

Fu Yanzhou picked up the porridge, went upstairs, knocked on his sister's door, walked in and said with a smile: "Sister, the porridge is ready, you can eat it."

"Yeah, okay." Fu Yao propped herself up and sat up.

Bruce knew that his little master wanted to eat, so he gave up his seat and moved aside, barking twice.

My little master, eat quickly. Only when you are full can you have strength and get better quickly!

Fu Yanzhou looked at his pale, sick sister, feeling distressed, and whispered, "Do you want your brother to feed you?"

"Really, let me feed you. I've never fed my sister before, and it's a pity to think about it. Sister, let me make up for this regret, okay?" Fu Yanzhou seemed to be interested and picked up the spoon to feed his sister.

"No, really no, I can do it myself." Fu Yao's face flushed, she was completely anxious, she turned her head away and raised her voice, "I'm such a big person, how can I let my brother feed me."

"Okay, eat carefully." Fu Yanzhou stopped insisting. After sighing, he returned the spoon to Fu Yao and reminded her, "It's a little hot. Eat slowly."

"Oh, I see."

Fu Yanzhou didn't leave either. He sat aside and watched his sister eat the porridge in small mouthfuls.

There was an obsessive look in his eyes.