System Love: You Shao, Miss Fu ran away again

"yeah!"

Fu Sijue cheered, and everyone suddenly felt that Fu Sijue was like a child, but when they saw Wen Ze's favoritism towards her, they just smiled and said nothing.

There was only one person whose smile was somewhat fake.

After eating, Fu Sijue ran upstairs to sleep, but Wen Ze did not go back. After cleaning up the table with the people from the team, he sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette silently.

"I checked, and Miss Fu's name isn't among the shareholders of Safu Tire, but the largest shareholder isn't disclosed."

Hunlin walked over to Wen Ze with his laptop, sat down beside him and reported.

"The largest shareholder, they all call him Mr. Hua, and no one knows whether he is a man or a woman."

This is all the information Hunlin found, nothing else.

"Ms. Fu, she's been ill. She only has memories before the age of eight. She only vaguely remembers being able to race today."

There were only Hunlin and Wen Ze in the lounge, so Wen Ze brought up this matter.

After hearing that Fu Sijue only had memories from the age of eight, Hunlin was stunned.

Memories of eight years old, no wonder Wen Shao was so excited during the game, and he even dared to drive for Fu Sijue, is he really risking his life?

Hunlin was speechless for a moment.

"Be careful when you go camping. You Yuhan won't let Fu Sijue out so easily."

Wen Ze thought about how in Huacheng before, only You Yuhan brought his men to take Fu Sijue away. Although he was angry, he did not hurt Fu Sijue. Just like Tai Shuning said, he even asked someone to develop special-effect candy to prevent Fu Sijue from getting hungry and sick.

So, now that he knows Fu Sijue is by his side, will he use any means necessary to take Fu Sijue away again?

Every time he asked the system why it suddenly froze him in Huacheng and wouldn't let him move, the system's answer was always: the question exceeds the authority and cannot be answered.

So, You Yuhan has other trump cards?

"elder brother!"

Suddenly, Fu Sijue's voice rang out.

Wen Ze was stunned. Didn’t Fu Sijue go out to rest? Why did he come back again?

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Wen Ze put out his cigarette and lowered his crossed legs.

Fu Sijue felt a little aggrieved. He trotted over like a child and directly pounced on Wen Ze. He hugged Wen Ze's neck with both hands and said angrily, "I can't sleep. There's a cat meowing."

Hun Lin, who was sitting next to him, tried his best to make himself invisible. He put away his computer silently, picked up the computer with an expressionless face, and then left quickly and quietly.

Impressed!

He was indeed an eight-year-old child. He sat directly on Wen Ze and hugged Wen Ze. He looked so aggrieved. If he didn't know that Fu Sijue was a child with amnesia, he would have wanted to curse.

Show affection, show, show, show, what are you showing?

But Fu Sijue is just a baby now! A little brat!

Headache.

Hunlin returned to his room and started writing code, hoping to use work to erase the scene he had just seen.

Wen Ze, on the other hand, really liked Fu Sijue like this. She had no scruples or distance towards him, and leaned against him like a child.

"Why is there a cat meowing?"

Wen Ze was a little confused, but maybe there were mountains nearby and wild cats were roaming around.

"But it's there, and it keeps calling. I can't sleep."

Fu Sijue was actually sleepy. She leaned on Wen Ze's chest and could hardly open her eyes.

"Then can I accompany you up there to take a look? If there's a cat, I'll chase it away."

Wen Ze had gotten used to Fu Sijue hugging him, and Fu Sijue was really not important at all. Wen Ze hugged her with his backhand and stood up without taking a breath.

"Okay."

Fu Sijue's little head drooped on Wen Ze's shoulder.

After moving around a lot, Fu Sijue felt that something was not feeling right, and finally came to the conclusion in a daze: It was still better to sleep on You Yuhan's shoulder.

When she entered the bedroom, Fu Sijue was about to go to sleep, but the sound woke her up again.

"Brother, listen, this cat is so annoying."

Fu Sijue was lying on the bed. He turned over and hugged the quilt, looking unhappy.

Wen Ze's face didn't look very good.

This is not a cat's meow...

Wen Ze walked to the balcony, closed the glass door directly, and pulled up the curtains.

Sun Yuan doesn't know how to restrain himself and doesn't even know how to close the doors and windows of his balcony. It's really speechless.

After the glass door and curtains were drawn, the noise was much quieter.

Fu Sijue suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Ze.

"Brother, did you really chase the cat away?"

Wen Ze said "hmm".

At the age of eight, it was impossible for him to tell Fu Sijue that this was any other sound.

Just like he never attacked Fu Sijue every time.

The beauty of an eight-year-old child should be cherished and preserved.