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In addition to the man with a strong aura just now, there was also a teenage boy.

The boy had a handsome appearance, a slim and tall figure, and was dressed neatly and cleanly, but the expression on his face looked a little awkward.

Fu Sihuai glanced at him calmly with his eyes lowered, and said in a cold voice, "Tell the dean yourself what the name of the child you are looking for is."

Fu Yueci pursed her lips, her eyes flickering.

It wasn't that he wanted to find her, he just felt sorry for the child.

The dean looked at him suspiciously and asked carefully, "Master... which child are you talking about?"

Fu Yueci coughed lightly, his fair face flushed slightly, and he whispered two words, "Qingqing."

The voice was so soft that the dean almost didn't hear it clearly.

"It's Qingqing?" She looked at the silent boy with her head bowed in surprise. "Have you seen that child?"

Fu Yueci hummed softly, then added, trying to cover up the truth, "I just think she looks more pleasing to the eye."

I don’t like her!

Fu Sihuai's eyes swept across his awkward face. His black pupils were very deep, and looking deeper into them made him speechless.

He really had nothing to say about his youngest son's tsundere nature.

He retracted his gaze, his expression cold and indifferent, "Can I see the child now?"

The dean came to his senses and nodded quickly.

"She should be awake. I'll have someone bring her over."

A few minutes later, a volunteer came in holding the dazed little Tuanzi.

Qingqing didn't know what was going on. She had just returned to her room and gone to sleep when her sister dug her out of bed.

Digging up the quilt is like digging potatoes.

After the little dumpling was put underground, the first person he saw was the nervous dean.

The child is young and doesn't hold grudges. She is no longer upset with the dean about what happened last night.

"Dean mom~" The little guy walked towards the dean softly, and bumped into someone's legs like a snow melon.

Only after she was held in his arms did she see that there were two other people in the room.

"Qingqing, this is Mr. Fu and Mr. Fu..." The dean paused, then said, "You can call them Uncle Fu first."

Qingqing clutched the dean's clothes nervously, her big watery eyes sweeping across the two men's faces. When she saw Fu Yueci, her eyes brightened slightly.

She was very obedient and called him Uncle Fu nicely.

Fu Sihuai's gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, and it was impossible to tell whether he liked or disliked her in his dark eyes.

Under such pressure, the dean didn't dare to speak. But Qingqing seemed not to feel anything and smiled slightly at Fu Yueci.

So sweet.

After a moment, Fu Sihuai nodded slightly to the dean, his tone calm, "It's her. Let's go through the formalities."

The dean was very surprised. Although he didn't know the origin of this Mr. Fu, he could tell from his conversation and demeanor that he was not an ordinary person. He was definitely no worse than the Shen family yesterday.

But he doesn't look easy to get along with. I hope Qingqing won't suffer any injustice after going there.

Forget it, let me see what you think.

She held the little girl in her arms and whispered, "Qingqing, Mr. Fu wants to adopt you. Are you willing to go home with him?"

The little girl was extremely surprised. Her big round eyes lit up and she looked at Fu Sihuai secretly.

The man sat on a simple wooden chair in the orphanage, his facial features three-dimensional and deep, like a flower from a high mountain that had reached the point of abstinence.

Qingqing looked away and saw Fu Yueci sitting next to him.

Fu Yueci was a little nervous. His eyes dodged for a moment and he didn't look at Qingqing, his face stiff.

Xiao Qingqing seemed to have thought of something. She grinned at Fu Yueci, looking like a Fuwa, full of joy.

"I do. I want to go home with Uncle Fu and my brother!"

Fu Yueci's tense brows relaxed at this moment, and he curled his fingers.

If he had a tail, it would be wagging it hard right now.

Fu Sihuai stayed in the office to handle the formalities, while Fu Yueci stood outside.

Qingqing walked towards Fu Yueci happily, took his finger in a familiar manner, raised her soft white little face, and called him brother happily.

Fu Yueci hummed coldly, his lips pursed tightly.

The little girl wasn't frightened by the cold face. She tilted her head and said in a baby voice, "Brother, the director's mother said you were the one looking for me. Thank you for taking me home. I like you very much too~"

Anyone would be moved by this affectionate confession from Xiaotuanzi, but Fu Yueci...he was stubborn.

"I don't like you, don't get me wrong."

He still looked very young, and when his love was confessed to him, his fair cheeks inexplicably turned a little red with annoyance.

Qingqing looked at him for two seconds, then let go of his hand in disappointment.

"Okay~"

The little guy was shocked and didn't say anything.

Fu Yueci pretended to glance at her several times unintentionally.

The little boy squatted beside him boredly, poking and drawing on the ground with a small branch.

When he saw the red color on her palm, Fu Yueci's heart suddenly tightened.

He suddenly asked, "How did you hurt your hand?"

Qingqing pursed her lips, and her long eyelashes drooped like small brushes.

It was wrapped yesterday, but her hands were itchy at night and she somehow rubbed it open.

"I fell, I've already applied medicine..."

Her voice was low, and Fu Yueci didn't think much of it, thinking that she had fallen because she was playing.

He bent down and tapped her little head gently with his thin fingers.

"Stupid, I've never seen anyone break their hand like this."

The little girl covered her head and sniffed. She howled softly and without any temper, "I know..."

Seeing her like this, Fu Yueci curled his thin lips slightly.

What a softie.

When Fu Sihuai finished the formalities and came out, the two people outside, one big and one small, had become much more familiar with each other.

Somehow they were brought together again.

He took a look, said nothing, and led the two of them out of the orphanage.

Xiao Qingqing took two steps, then turned back reluctantly, looking at the director's mother who was waving at her with a smile. After thinking for a moment, she let go of her hand and ran back.

The dean squatted down and smiled kindly.

"Qingqing, when you get there, you must listen to Mr. Fu and don't make him angry. If Mr. Fu is willing, I will come to see you."

She gently wiped the tears from the little girl's face with her fingers, took out a tissue from her pocket and put it in her hand.

"Don't cry, go quickly, we can't let Mr. Fu wait too long."

Qingqing's eyes were blurred with tears. She cried and choked, "I'm sorry. Last night..."

The dean wiped her tears and didn't let her finish her apology.

"Go ahead, Qingqing. I'll send your necklace to you when I find it. I'll also take good care of Dahuang. If Mr. Fu's family wants to raise a dog, I'll pick out the most beautiful one and send it to you when its puppies are one month old..."

She gently pushed the little one's back and asked her to move forward.

Fu Yueci walked back, bent down and picked up the child without saying a word.

He nodded to the dean, then took the crying little girl into the car.

The dean did not walk back until the silhouette of the Fu family's car completely disappeared.

She went to the cafeteria to get two buns, walked into the monitoring room, and checked yesterday's surveillance footage.

She raised every child in the orphanage as her own.

Ruanruan is a bit competitive, but she would never do anything to hurt others.

She had changed quite a bit recently. In the past, whenever someone donated new clothes, she would be the first to rush over to choose. But three days ago, when the clothes were being distributed, she seemed like a completely different person, not fighting or grabbing.