The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

In the aisle of the mall, Rong Shichu looked at the man in front of him with deep surprise in his eyes.

He lowered his head and pressed his fist against the corner of his lips with one hand, "Uncle Zheng, is this little girl your niece?"

Strange, when did the Fu family have such a little girl, why didn't he know?

Could it be... this is Uncle Zheng's illegitimate daughter?

Thinking of this possibility, Rong Shichu felt extremely regretful in his heart. He just kicked the iron plate without noticing.

"Hmph, don't fart, Jiaojiao is obviously Zhengzheng's child bride!"

Fu Jiaojiao's watery eyes glared, and she glanced fiercely at Rong Shichu.

After she snorted softly, she put one hand around Fu Huaizheng's neck, and the other hand picked up his clothes and wiped away her tears.

"Don't talk dirty."

The man's gentle eyes were stained with a trace of pampering, and he patted the girl's little butt.

This is clearly to avoid the important and take the light, deliberately not to refute Fu Jiaojiao's words.

"Uncle Zheng, shouldn't you be..."

For the sake of life safety, Rong Shichu swallowed the words of child addiction.

This winking expression made Fu Huaizheng's heart block for a while, Rong Xiaoer's son really had no eyesight.

Although it is said that the master criticized Rong Luyuan: the fate is against the heavens, the kinship is shallow, he has no children in his life, and he died in his prime.

But these are all false in his eyes, as long as he is healthy, having a litter is not a problem!

Fu Huaizheng curled his lips, "Your mother never taught you, so don't ask what you shouldn't ask?"

"Son, why did you get beaten up by society so quickly?"

Hearing this soft and glutinous voice, Rong Shichu's body stiffened, and his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"..."

Seeing this, Fu Huaizheng exuded an interesting light in his pupils, and raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound.

The plainly dressed girl has a beautiful face, her skin is like snow, and her whole body reveals a harmless aura.

With a lollipop in her mouth, she was walking in small steps.

"..."

The appearance of Mu Changying made the atmosphere a little weird, and no one spoke first.

Fu Jiaojiao, who was nestled in Fu Huaizheng's arms, couldn't hold back, she broke free from her arms and ran towards the beauty, "Sister Fairy."

The staggering steps made people worry that she would fall to the ground in the next second.

Mu Changying crouched down and caught the girl, "Little darling, what a coincidence."

This sudden turn made the people present stunned.

After losing the soft and glutinous dumplings, Fu Huaizheng's arms were empty.

He clearly agreed to be a child bride for him, why did he abandon him without hesitation when he saw the beauty?

"The dog is young and his brain is full of straws. Please don't have the same knowledge as a mentally retarded gentleman."

Mu Changying gently hugged Fu Jiaojiao and looked at the man in front of her with sincere apology.

"Oh? Rong Xiaoer has a good eye. You are indeed a rare beauty. The key is to see people in the same way as mine."

Fu Huaizheng put one hand in his pocket, and there was a glimmer of appreciation in his eyes.

This scolding Rong Shichu's heartfelt words are simply too appropriate, and it fits the actual image of this kid.

Such a wonderful girl, no wonder Rong Xiaoer would hide her in the golden house for a year.

"..."

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Rong Shichu felt that his heart was stabbed with a dagger, and bright red blood flowed from the blood hole.

"Sister Fairy, why is this uncle's head full of straws?"

Fu Jiaojiao muttered, and pecked Mu Changying's cheek again.

Well, she really likes Sister Fairy very much.