What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Zhou Mian blushed and his neck was burning, and quickly stood up straight. Fu Shiyue glanced at the cigar in his hand, straightened the collar of his shirt, and said softly, "Do you smoke cigars?"

"Uncle, I... this..." Zhou Mian glanced at Lin Fei.

With an innocent face, Lin Fei said honestly, "Uncle Fu, I want to smoke, and it's none of Zhou Mian's business."

Fu Shiyue lowered his head and sighed, took off the watch on his wrist, and said calmly as always, "Let my classmates take the blame for you. You have a good future. Go back and think about your mistakes behind closed doors."

Zhou Mian opened his mouth, somewhat understanding Fu Shiyue's uncompromising temper, gave Lin Fei a wink, and went upstairs obediently.

The sound of pattering footsteps disappeared at the end of the stairs, and needles could be heard in the quiet hall at night. Lin Fei propped his chin with both hands, like a sapling sprouting, and blinked at Fu Shiyue, "Uncle Fu, it's really me."

Fu Shiyue didn't look at him, his slightly drooping eyes were half-closed, and the thin frame covered the creepy gaze. He turned his back, put the watch and tiepin on the side table, and slowly and steadily unwrapped the two. A few seconds later, the tone of the voice was stained with a relaxed smile, "How did you feel about your first kiss?"

Lin Fei couldn't see, and there was no warmth in Fu Shiyue's eyes.

"We didn't kiss." Lin Fei stared at the innocent little deer eyes, "Uncle Fu, what does it feel like to kiss? I haven't even kissed before, have you?"

Fu Shiyue turned around, Shi Shiran sat on the sofa opposite him, looked at Lin Fei with a sideways smile, "I don't quite agree with the word puppy love, what the heart wants, what the love is, is it right to fall in love at an innocent age? It's a mistake, don't hide it from me."

"Uncle Fu, you are so enlightened."

Lin Fei said seriously, "But Zhou Mian and I are not the kind of relationship you think."

Fu Shiyue folded his hands, tapped his slender index finger on the back of his hand a few times, and said calmly, "Oh? It seems I misunderstood."

After finishing speaking, he didn't seem to care about the problem at all.

He got up and took out a cute glass bottle from his coat pocket, with a sleeping velvet bear printed on it.

"Sleeping sugar." Fu Shiyue put it on the coffee table, and said in a gentle and polite voice, "I hope you can have a good night's sleep."

Lin Fei froze for a moment, picked it up, strawberry-flavored gummy bears, this was the first time he had met such a caring thoughtfulness, who would be so happy if he married Fu Shiyue, "Thank you, Uncle Fu."

Fu Shiyue pinched his cheeks naturally, with impeccable tenderness, "Half an hour before going to bed, take two pills at a time, if you eat too much, there will be side effects."

"What side effects?" Lin Fei asked curiously.

Fu Shiyue grabbed his jaw smoothly, looked at his rosy lips lightly, and made up his mind, "The president will have tooth decay."

The light from the cufflinks was refracted under the crystal lamp, Lin Fei smelled the smell of perfumed paper on the cuffs of his shirt, and felt a little feverish for no reason. He was busy with the funeral and could still think of his insomnia. It was the first time he met someone who was so kind to him. "It would be nice if I could dream of Uncle Fu as a side effect."

"How much candy did you steal to make your mouth so sweet?" Fu Shiyue smiled lowly and withdrew his hand, "Okay, go to sleep obediently."

The previous owner of the villa was a declining nobleman, and the study room is a typical medieval retro style. After Fu Shiyue bought it a few years ago, he made some renovations to simplify the complexity. The surprising and ingenious decorations were moved to the dark utility room. Gray and two-tone metal became the main color, exuding a cold and unkind atmosphere.

The most eye-catching thing in the room was the large high-definition screen on the entire wall. Fu Shiyue leaned on the sofa, poured a glass of red wine, slowly sipped the bright red wine in the goblet, and held a remote control in the other hand.

He took a sip of wine, pressed the remote control, and looked at the screen.

The renovations done include removing the cloakrooms and toilets, and installing surveillance cameras in every house without any dead ends.

Quietly watching Zhou Mian instructing Lin Fei to smoke a cigar, and the kiss that almost happened, he pressed backwards, stopped at the picture of Lin Fei with a cigar in his mouth, picked up the cigar box on the table, and took out a cigar, The fingertips brushed gently, gently like a lover's beautiful lips, and as lingering as the April spring breeze blowing on the face.

At the moment when Zhou Mian was about to kiss him, he snapped in two, scattered tobacco fell into his hand, crushed it again, and scattered into mud on his suit pants.

Fu Shiyue wiped away gently, his eyes narrowed into a dangerous line, and this time he made no effort to hide the chilling aura.

Sleeping sugar worked very well. Lin Fei had a good night's sleep in a different place. When he opened his eyes, the sun was shining brightly, and the floor was golden, as if a thin layer of gold had been cast over it.

His cell phone ran out of power and turned off at some point. When he charged it, at ten o'clock in the morning, more than a dozen missed calls from biubiubiu popped up, all of which were from Zhou Mian. For no reason, when Lin Fei dialed back, the phone on the other end was already turned off.

After washing up, he leaned loosely on the sink cabinet, fiddling with the delicate porcelain with one hand, removed the earrings and threw them on the table with the other hand, and cast a long line to catch big fish.

He knocked on Zhou Mian's door, but no one answered.Walking downstairs, Fu Shiyue sat at the dining table drinking coffee and reading the English newspaper leisurely.

"Uncle Fu, where's Zhou Mian?" Lin Fei looked around, but couldn't see anyone.

Holding a delicate coffee cup, Fu Shiyue said casually, "My sister is sick, and he went home to take care of her."

Lin Fei was stunned for a while, and sat down, "When did it happen? Is it serious?"

Fu Shiyue took a sip of his coffee and read the newspaper, "Small problem."

Lin Fei propped his chin, "Uncle Fu, there are two days left, otherwise I'll go back too."

Fu Shiyue closed the newspaper, shifted his gaze to Lin Fei's face, and asked with a gentle smile, "Why, are you afraid of me?"

"No."

Lin Fei took a bite of the limp pudding, stared at him for a moment, and asked in a very simple tone: "Uncle Fu, I'll stay, do you want me to accompany you, or do you want to accompany me?"

"What's the difference between the two?" Fu Shiyue asked with interest.

Lin Fei was serious, "If you want to accompany me, you can, but I can't accompany you."

"why?"

Lin Fei put down his fork, lowered his body towards the table, and pulled the distance between the two of them closer. His breath was sweet with pudding, "Because I'm not Secretary Bai, and I'm not Zhou Mian either. If Uncle Fu wants me to accompany you, he has to pay a little."

Fu Shiyue sniffed the tempting sweetness, leaned on the back of the chair, "What do you want?"

Lin Fei stretched out his hand, picked up the simple silver tie clip on the table, lowered his head and pinned it to the neckline of the round-neck T-shirt, confidently said, "I want this, and I will return it to you when I return to China."

This time it was Fu Shiyue's turn to be stunned. Lin Fei looked at him and smiled while eating, his two small fangs were shining white, with a little pride of being able to play tricks, chewing the biscuit in his mouth, he said vaguely: " Uncle Fu, are you scared?"

Fu Shiyue lowered his head and chuckled. There is a kind of pet cat who is not angry when it is scratched by the cat suddenly. Like Stockholm, he still looks forward to seeing how sharp the claws are. "Well, a little bit."

Lin Fei burst out laughing, his eyes sparkling, this is the end of today's fishing, Ming Jin retreats.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the marble floor tiles was particularly noticeable. Secretary Bai came over with an unpredictable expression, walked to Fu Shiyue's side, and was about to bend down to his ear when Fu Shiyue tapped on the edge of the table and glanced at Lin Fei, "Speak straight .”

Secretary Bai said flatly, "Mr. Fu, your aunt is here, and she's in the hall."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of mournful cries. A woman came in crying. She was well dressed, with curly hair permed.

While wiping her tears, she looked at the surrounding decoration from the corner of her eye. When she saw the three people in front of the dining table, the howling stopped abruptly, sobbing with a red nose, "Shi Yue, I came too late and missed the funeral."

"Mr. Fu, we can't stop her. She insists on seeing you." Secretary Bai said.

Fu Shiyue glanced at Lin Fei, looked away, said a low "hmm", and temporarily recognized the aunt, "Sit down, Secretary Bai will take you to the cemetery tomorrow."

The woman gave Secretary Bai a hard look, sat down, and tears fell down again. A woman's tears are a weapon, and she uses this weapon on the tip of her knife, "Shi Yue, although your surname is Fu, you have Half of the blood belongs to our Fang family, don't forget that."

Lin Fei propped his chin, this explicit acting skills can be given an S card.

Fu Shiyue crossed his fingers and laid them on the table, calmly, "You are right, I will take care of the Fang family instead of my father, you can rest assured, auntie."

"Really?" The woman didn't believe there was such a good thing.

Fu Shiyue looked calmly, "Auntie, I will not go back on my word."

As for how to "take care of", he did not say.

The woman stopped crying, took out a few tissues, said something considerate, and looked straight at Fu Shiyue, "Your mother left early, and then you had a stepmother. My aunt has always loved you very much. Back then, your father When I got a new love, I forgot about my son and cruelly threw you abroad. He didn't listen to me. I wanted to visit you abroad several times, but my aunt had no education, didn't understand English, and was unfamiliar with the place of life. I dare not come alone, and I have been delayed for so many years..."

"it's already over."

Fu Shiyue turned his head, Lin Fei turned his face seriously, and listened attentively. He folded his arms in a funny way, continued to listen to the woman's irrelevant words, and looked at what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

"I came to the funeral this time. I was actually worried about your lifelong affairs. You are the only blood left in our Fang family. This is the situation with your father. You have to let him hold his grandson before he dies, right? Your uncle has a My niece, she is very beautiful, she is also a teacher, and she is also from Qiantang. She is not suitable for you, but she is very virtuous, and she will be a good wife in the future. It will help your career. As a man, you can start a career only after you have a family. You say yes Isn't it?" After the woman finished talking endlessly, she looked at Fu Shiyue anxiously.

As an outsider, Lin Fei understood that the backer of the Fang family had fallen, and the woman had her eyes on Fu Shiyue, the new backer. Even if the other party promised to take care of her, she was worried in her heart, and had to give Fu Shiyue her relatives, so she could do it. Mrs. Fu is the only one who is tied to this money printing machine. Her heart is really greedy. Uncle Fu won't fail to understand, right?

Fu Shiyue had a good demeanor, smiled with lowered eyes, and said calmly: "Auntie, you are right, the journey is tiring, I will arrange for someone to take you back to the hotel to rest, I will think about it carefully."

This time, the woman accepts as soon as she sees a deal, and has achieved both goals. She got up, glared at Secretary Bai again, and left with a full harvest, just waiting to catch this big fish into the net.

Secretary Bai was not annoyed, and looked at the woman's back sympathetically, thinking, what would it be like if Lin Fei wasn't here today?

This terrible thought made her shiver uncontrollably.

Lin Fei squeezed a piece of candy from the candy box, peeled off the wrapper, and handed it to Fu Shiyue, "Uncle Fu, eat a piece of candy, dopamine will make you feel better."

Fu Shiyue naturally bowed slightly, lowered his head and rolled it from Lin Fei's palm, with a flat expression on his face, "It's my aunt after all, it's not appropriate to turn around after all."

As soon as Lin Fei grasped it, the candy wrapper shattered, "Uncle Fu, if it's not convenient for you to turn your face, you can hint to me next time, and I'll teach her a lesson for you. I'm very good."

"How powerful?" The corners of Fu Shiyue's mouth curled up. The lychee candy was sweet, and the coolness spread into his throat. He hadn't eaten candy for many years, but he didn't expect the taste to be unexpectedly good.

Lin Fei saw him smile, and said seriously: "When I was in Xinyang Middle School, I failed the math league test, and my classmates scolded me in the group. I didn't say a single dirty word, and scolded them for two hours. , In the end, the dean called me personally and told me to forget it and let them go."

Fu Shiyue seemed very interested, and asked him with a smile, "Have you never lost?"

"I've lost." Lin Fei pretended to sigh, "When I was young, I played Monopoly with my classmates. I won the pocket money of everyone in our class. I went home to show off to my grandfather. He wanted to play with me. I made up the rules of the game. After winning him tens of dollars, he refused to admit defeat, and took my grandma to study behind my back for a week. That afternoon, the two of them took all my money and ate fried chicken in front of me. Give it to me, it doesn't work if I act like a spoiled child."

Fu Shiyue lowered his head, pursed the corners of his mouth, and suppressed a cheerful smile.

Secretary Bai secretly observed that in his daily work, Fu Shiyue often smiled when facing his subordinates, partners, celebrities and politicians. This natural expression is completely different.

Perhaps, Mr. Fu may have miscalculated this time?