The boss has only one son for three generations. After rebirth, I have three babies.

After Qiao Jin entered the room and confirmed that her figure had disappeared from his sight, Fu Yanlin walked out of the bathroom calmly.

His expression remained as calm as ever, and he calmly sat back in his seat.

As soon as he sat down, Mr. Fu picked up a bun in front of him and threw it at him with all his strength.

Even though the old man's hands were quite strong, Fu Yanlin still reacted quickly, nimbly caught the flying bun, and held it firmly in his hand.

"You little brat, why are all the children I raised such a worry? You've been working for so many years and have always given people the impression of being mature and steady, but now, when faced with something like this, you've become so careless?"

Facing his father's blunt rebuke, Fu Yanlin's expression remained relatively calm. He only managed a slight smile as he replied calmly, "Dad, by saying this, don't you think I'm not a good person?"

"What good things did you do in the bathroom just now? When that little girl came out, her mouth was swollen as if she had been stung by a bee."

Hearing this, Fu Yanlin's expression changed slightly. His usual serious look lost a bit, and instead he showed a bit of a rogue smile: "I didn't use that much force to kiss her."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air around them froze instantly, and an indescribable awkwardness filled the entire space.

The originally tense atmosphere suddenly became lively again. Fu Mingchen, seizing the opportunity, immediately raised his wine glass and interrupted, "Dad, you see, our eldest brother may appear very serious on the surface, but in fact, he is not so frugal in private. From now on, you can't always find fault with me. You have to treat all of us sons equally. Do you understand?"

"Mingze wasn't as mischievous as you two. He went to school peacefully, and after getting into university, he focused on studying law. After graduation, he successfully joined a law firm and began his career."

"Oh, lawyer, girls who follow Mingze must be blessed. They can also enjoy some special benefits."

The old man said this with a hint of sarcasm and a glint of cunning in his eyes.

Mr. Fu waved his hand and hit his arm: "Stop talking nonsense, you little brat! This will make the little girl misunderstand you."

There was a hint of disapproval in his tone as he spoke.

"Dad, do you agree with me taking the initiative or not?"

Fu Yanlin asked directly, his eyes fixed on the old man's expression, waiting for an answer.

This question left Mr. Fu stunned. He frowned and said, "How did you take the initiative? You must pursue her sincerely, don't act rashly. Did you get the girl's consent? You dare to kiss her? How rude!"

The old man obviously cares about this matter.

Fu Yanlin smiled and raised the corner of his mouth, thinking secretly in his heart: If I remember correctly, my first kiss was taken away by Qiao Jinxian.

At that time, he was just a captain in the army and had remained innocent for several years. He didn't expect that Qiao Jin, who had just arrived in Kyoto, would break his record and even ruin his blind date opportunity. She was so bold that she kissed him when they met for the first time.

Fu Yanlin drank the last bit of wine in the glass in one gulp: "Don't worry, I will abide by the etiquette and will never make a decision without consent."

"You don't have to worry about this matter within my jurisdiction. I will never allow anyone to harm her," Fu Hanshen said with a firm look, and this sentence was also a hint to his father.

It's a rare occasion for the whole family to get together tonight to drink and celebrate, and the dinner didn't end until late at night.

When Fu Mingchen tried to stand up and leave the table, he felt a strong sense of dizziness; although the old man was in good health and could usually drink a lot, he was inevitably a little tipsy this time and needed the support of the servants to return to the room smoothly.

Upon seeing this, Fu Hanshen immediately frowned, quickly stood up, helped his brother who was already unsteady on his feet back to the bedroom, put things in place, and then walked out.

I originally wanted to go back to my room directly so as not to disturb others, but when I passed the door next door that belonged to Qiao Jin, I stopped involuntarily.

A ray of light leaking through the gap made his nerves suddenly tense - it was so late now, why was the light in Qiao Jin's room still on?

Taking a deep breath to calm his inner anxiety, Fu Yanlin gently knocked on the door and asked, "Qiao Jin, are you still not resting at this late hour?"

It was silent inside, as if even the sound of breathing was swallowed up by the tranquility of the night.

However, in reality, in this room illuminated by warm yellow light, Qiao Jin was curled up weakly on the bed, his face extremely pale.

Her hands were tightly wrapped around her abdomen, and she seemed to be enduring great pain. Painful groans came out intermittently from the depths of her throat.

Feeling that something was wrong, Fu Hanshen didn't care about being polite or not. He immediately turned the handle and took out the tools to open the lock.

When he quickly walked into the room, Qiao Jin forced herself to open her eyes and looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes, as if they would roll down in the next second.

Fu Hanshen's eyes became more serious. Without hesitation, he walked to the bedside and asked, "What happened? Is your stomach upset again?"

At this moment, Qiao Jin bit her lips tightly, trying her best to suppress the pain, but her face was frighteningly pale, and she seemed unable to bear it any longer.

Fu Hanshen reached out and gently parted her tightly clenched lips. "Qiao Jin, don't bite yourself. I'm here, nothing will happen to you."

His voice was steady and powerful.

Then he turned around and quickly walked to the closet to find a warm coat, then returned to Qiao Jin and gently helped her sit up.

As she moved, a faint fragrance emanated from the girl...

Seeing Fu Yanlin's serious expression, Qiao Jin said softly, "Fu Yanlin, I'm really fine. I'll be fine soon."

"Qiao Jin, don't hold on. I'll take you to the hospital now."

Fu Hanshen said firmly.

Then he repeated, "If you are sick, you must seek treatment in time. Be obedient and let me carry you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Hanshen quickly helped Qiao Jin put on her coat, socks and shoes, and then almost instantly picked her up carefully and walked out the door.

But when they were about to cross the living room, Qiao Jin suddenly struggled slightly in his arms and shouted weakly but clearly: "Fu Yanlin, you just drank..."

You can't drive.