let's get married darling

Chapter 58
Fu Hanshen was taken aback for a moment, but was stopped by the sudden question of this six-year-old boy.

Song Xiaoyuan held his head high, staring at him with shining eyes, "otherwise, why are you being nice to us?"

Most importantly, he still hugged Song Dayan!

Gently closing his eyes, Fu Han stared deeply at the little man in front of him, put his hands in his trouser pockets, casually looked away, and said lightly, "You think too much."

He didn't see anything particularly good about him to them, everything was just at his convenience.

"Actually, if you really like Song Dayan, I won't object to you." Scratching the back of his head, Song Xiaoyuan struggled, "However, the premise is that you must treat Song Dayan well in the future and not let her suffer or be wronged."

"I said you were thinking too much." Fu Han frowned, glanced at him with deep eyes, and denied it.

What's wrong with the kids now?
At such a young age, I know what I like and what I don't like, and what it is like to endure hardships and grievances.

"Hey, why are you like this?" Song Xiaoyuan looked at him unwillingly, with a white and tender face full of displeasure, he pursed his mouth and said, "I can hardly accept you, but you said What do I mean by thinking too much?"

"It literally means." Turning his head, he glanced at the sleeping woman on the bed who suddenly let out a groan, his eyes sank slightly, pushed aside his small body, and Fu Hanshen paced away, "So young Matching up with others casually, you can still get it when you grow up?"

Song Xiaoyuan twisted his small body, followed him with two short legs, and said righteously as he walked, "Song Dayan is not someone else!" She is my mother!
"But I don't want a woman full of problems." Fu Hanshen was decisive and merciless. After finishing speaking, he sat down in the corridor outside.

"Where is Song Dayan full of problems?" Song Xiaoyuan didn't quite agree with his words, and sat down next to Fu Hanshen with a small body, looking sideways at the man beside him, he pouted and hummed, " I think you're the one with the problem."

Fu Han looked sideways at him, "What's my problem?"

"You have a lot of questions!" Speaking of this, the little guy seemed to be pouring bitter water, clutching a pair of pink hands, his eyes were burning, and there was undisguised contempt, "32 years old, he is eight years older than Song Dayan , you have a stinky temper, you have a stern face, look at what you look like when you stern face, there has never been any negative news, I have never seen a woman hanging around you, I have seen newspapers before Say you have a problem in that area! Do you think you have a big problem?"

Fu Hanshen didn't know what it was like to be so straightforwardly picked on by a child. He just wanted to straighten his face instinctively, but because of the little guy's words, he stopped forcefully, frowned uncomfortably, and said in a deep voice, "You Do you know what's wrong with that?"

"Of course I know." Speaking of this, Song Xiaoyuan raised his chin proudly. In fact, when he first read the newspaper, he didn't understand what it meant, so he went to check it later. Although the result was not very clear. I understand, but it's almost the same.

In short, in a simple sense, his problem is related to Song Dayan's happiness in the second half of his life!

Fu Hanshen really didn't know how a six-year-old child knew so much, and he was more and more suspicious and dissatisfied with Song Yan's education methods in his heart.

He felt that if he let this child live with that woman, sooner or later the child would be terrible.

But what does this have to do with him?
Although he was very dissatisfied with the woman's various problems, he was not free enough to give pointers to strangers who at most knew their names and teach others what to do.

But immediately, Fu Hanshen caught something sensitively. He narrowed his dark and deep eyes, turned his head, and lazily stared at the complacent but troubled person beside him. After pondering for a while, he asked, "" So, you have a good impression of me, but you also have a problem with me, the biggest reason is because you think there is something wrong with me?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Fu Hanshen frowned again, his face hardened.

He didn't quite understand what was going on with him at the beginning, usually he was too lazy to deal with many adults seriously, but it seemed that from the moment he met this little guy for the first time and was attracted by him and found it interesting, he seemed to treat Song Xiaoyuan a little beyond him. Seriously imagine.

Actually discussing my own problems with a child, this feeling... It's amazing.

Song Xiaoyuan's two short legs that were shaking suddenly froze, his expression was dull for a while, and then he felt annoyed again.

Why did he accidentally express his hesitation again? !
It's really scary to communicate with this man!
Taking his annoyed look into his eyes, Fu Hanshen didn't need to delve into it any further, because the facts have proved that he had already fully understood the reason why he felt that the little guy was thinking a lot about him before.

There was a hint of amiability on the handsome and cold face, he said, "I have no problem with that, your sister knows it best, are you satisfied with me now?"

Song Xiaoyuan Xiaoji pecked at the rice and nodded, if there is really no problem in that aspect, then there is nothing to hesitate.

"But I'm not satisfied with your sister." Looking at the time, it was getting late, Fu Hanshen stood up and said, "Don't meddle in adults' affairs, children, that's not what you should think about."

What's more, even if he doesn't know deeply, he still knows the fact that Song Yan has other men. He is not the kind of blind person who will not casually like a woman full of complicated problems.

What's more, he doesn't really like her either. Apart from disgust, he doesn't have any feelings for her in other aspects.

So how can you like it or not?

However, Song Xiaoyuan didn't quite agree with his words, looked at him with bulging cheeks, and said quietly, "But, you have hugged Song Dayan, and you still say you don't like her?"

"Hugging means liking?"

"How do you hug her if you don't like it?"

Fu Han swept him coldly, "I hugged you too."

Song Xiaoyuan spread his hands, "Then you like me too."

"..."

It was getting late, and there was no time to waste here. Fu Hanshen withdrew his gaze, turned around and stepped forward with his long, slender legs. His calm aura was proud and profound. Although it was not intentional, the calm aura that belonged to him was inadvertent Spreading out, there is a sense of depth that is beyond reach.

Seeing him turn around and leave, Song Xiaoyuan jumped off the chair and hurriedly asked, "Are you going back?"

"I still have something to do." Fu Hanshen just answered this sentence.

Song Xiaoyuan could hear what he meant, curled his mouth and turned his head away, "Okay then."

Although he left without anyone to talk to him, it feels a little lonely, but he will not be able to occupy this man, and there is nothing between them. This man can patiently talk to him so much, he can already talk High score.

After glancing at the little guy, it was not difficult for Fu Hanshen to see the little thoughts in his heart, but he didn't stay behind.

In fact, today is not the first time he came to see Song Xiaoyuan. The reason why he appeared in the hospital was because the little guy was sleeping when he left last night. He left without saying hello to him, and when the car passed by the hospital, he stopped. He came down to take a look, and saw the little guy playing with a nurse in the ward, so he didn't go in to disturb him, and left after watching for a while, and then met Song Yan in the elevator, and these things later .

They were people who had nothing to do with him, so there was really no need to appear in front of them again and again, making it seem like they were all familiar and entangled.

But before leaving, Song Xiaoyuan suddenly asked him again, "Will you still come to see me?"

He didn't know what it meant when he asked this sentence, whether he wanted him to come to see him, or wanted him to see that woman, Fu Hanshen didn't ask, but just said flatly, "When I have time."

It was perfunctory but it was a very sincere sentence, Song Xiaoyuan didn't say anything more.

After leaving the hospital gate, Shi Heng drove the car in front of him and stopped in time.

The car door opened, and Fu Hanshen bent down and sat in the back seat, with a steady and elegant demeanor, then closed his eyes, indifferently pursed his thin, graceful lips, and returned to the usual him who kept strangers close, keeping his secrets secret.

At this moment, the phone vibrated suddenly.

Looking at the caller ID, Shi Heng said, "Boss, it's Master Jing."

"No."

"..."

The phone rang twice in a row, and if they didn't answer it, the other party would keep calling. The vibrating sound buzzed continuously in the quiet and narrow space.

While driving, Shi Heng asked tentatively, "Boss...?"

Knowing Jing Chen's perseverance, Fu Han had a deep headache, so he stretched out his hand, and Shi Heng hurriedly handed him the phone.

"I heard that you have been running to the hospital very diligently these two days." As soon as the call was connected, there was Jing Chen's teasing voice, "What? Is it because our President Fu is not feeling well? We should go on a tryst. ?”

"..."

"I think it should be a tryst. In this way, can I explain to the old lady that my task is almost completed, and the next step is up to you?"

"..."

"Oh, by the way, you should have met Dr. Song's younger brother, right? How about it, is it the same as what I said, with a slight similarity to your demeanor? I think you are very suitable to be a family..."

Before he could continue talking, Fu Hanshen cut off the phone, and threw the phone aside casually, ignoring it.

However, after calming down and thinking about it like this, Song Xiaoyuan was indeed somewhat similar to him in terms of demeanor.

When I went to the ward today and wanted to see Song Xiaoyuan, Fu Hanshen stood outside the door and saw that Song Xiaoyuan was not wearing that funny green scarf, and when he was playing with the nurse, he naturally caught a glimpse through the small glass in the middle of the ward door. Song Xiaoyuan has an immature, fair and handsome appearance.

Originally, Jing Chen mentioned it to him before, and he didn't take it seriously at the time, but when he saw it for the first time, he was really surprised.

But no matter how he thought about it, he still didn't think that Song Xiaoyuan had anything to do with him.

Furthermore, there are many people who have some similarities in looks and appearance nowadays, and they are not acting in TV dramas. Could it be that just because they see a child who looks similar to themselves, they are sure to recognize their relatives indiscriminately?

He's not Jing Chen, so he doesn't have the time to spare.

(End of this chapter)