Chapter 275

That night, Lin Han and Fu Zhao were sleeping in the same room. Because little Fu Zhao was a little sticky tonight, Fu Jingyu was alone in the master bedroom, but he didn't go to bed very early.

He first went to the study to deal with some things, and then returned to the room to make a phone call, only gave four words: "details."

Ten minutes later, an unread e-mail was uploaded from the computer. He went to open it in his nightgown, and all the information of song Ruan was clearly written in the email.

Song Ruan, a well-known enterprise in China, has a rich family and a distinguished position. He also graduated from Harvard University and just graduated with outstanding achievements. He thinks he should be a rich and valuable person who returns home to inherit his family property. How can he become a member of the club and wash dishes in the Hotel?

Song Ruan, song Ruan, this is really curious.

A man with a good family background, but he must toss his own way to do these things, and repeatedly related to Fu Jingyu. Fu Jingyu had a careful mind and had to think about it.

In the information, there are not many introductions about her relatives. She also has a sister, but the information is not detailed.

After Fu Jingyu read it, his doubts did not decrease, but increased. If the information he saw was that song Ruan's life was hard and his family was broken, he could still believe that she was trying to survive. However, he had a good family background, but he had to work. It was rare for him to pay more attention to it.

The next day, he still left a little later than usual. After getting up, Lin Han began to take care of Fu Zhao. The little guy was a bit listless today. Lin Han was afraid that he was ill and worried.

Three people sat at the table to eat breakfast, Fu Zhao also eat very little, Lin Han asked: "why, do not like to eat?"

Fu Zhao shook his head: "Mommy, I am so sleepy." He frowned and his eyes were almost unable to open. Fu Jingyu chuckled and said, "I didn't sleep very early last night. How can I still be sleepy?"

"He insisted on pestering me to tell him stories. He didn't sleep and woke up early in the morning. No wonder he was sleepy." Lin Han helplessly picked up Zhao Zhao and said, "that's OK. You can drink some milk and go to sleep."

Zhao Zhao nodded and even said, "good, good..."

Lin Han went upstairs with Fu Zhao in his arms. The nanny followed him up with the bottle. Fu Jingyu ate breakfast by himself and read the newspaper. After dinner, he looked at the time. It was about nine o'clock. Song Ruan should be coming.

He raised his eyebrows and went back to the living room to sit down. After a few minutes, the doorbell rang and song Ruan Zhen appeared as scheduled.

The servant welcomed her in. Song Ruan frowned at Fu Jingyu in the living room. She thought that she had gone to the company late because of something. Why is it still so late today.

She went over and nodded politely, "good morning, Mr. Fu."

Fu Jingyu glanced at her faintly and said, "you are on time."

"If you promise to teach young master Fu Zhao well, you must not neglect it." Song Ruan was careful to accompany him to speak, for fear that even the words did not agree with his mind.

Today, however, he did not seem to care about her. He did not look at her with that kind of dangerous eyes. He just looked at her a little more.

He seems to be observing, observing every move of song Ruan.

Because Lin Han was upstairs coaxing Zhao Zhao to sleep, song Ruan didn't know it. Seeing the servants walking upstairs one by two, he thought Fu Zhao was ill. His heart sank and he asked in a low voice, "have you had breakfast with Mrs. Fu and the young master?"? Am I a little early? "

Fu Jingyu drank water and said in a low voice, "Zhao Zhao is not feeling well. Take a rest upstairs. You can sit and wait for a while."

Song Ruan subconsciously tightened his eyebrows and quickly blurted out: "how can you feel uncomfortable? Did you catch a cold? "

In this family, there has never been anyone else eager for Fu Zhao except Lin Han and him. The servants know Fu Jingyu's temperament. Many things he doesn't like to overstep the rank. A servant should look like a servant. Similarly, a tutor should have the appearance of a tutor. After teaching for no reason for a day, is it wrong to be so concerned about Fu Zhao?

Fu Jingyu faint low voice smile: "Song teacher, Zhao Zhao what situation does not seem to need you to worry about."

He looked at Song Ruan from a long distance, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. Seeing this, song Ruan pursed the corner of his mouth, then laughed and said, "yes, but I like children very much, so I will care more. Mr. Fu can never mind."

What she said was appropriate and generous, but in Fu Jingyu's eyes, there was still no slack in his mind. He was still a little wary.

After a long silence, Fu Jingyu said to the servant, "go and ask his wife if Zhao Zhao is off, he will still have classes today."

As soon as he was about to go up, song Ruan said, "why don't I go up and tell Mrs. Fu in person? If I can't attend class, I'll bring some hand-made toys to play with when Zhao Zhao wakes up."

Fu Jingyu glanced at the bag she was carrying, moved her eyebrows and said slowly, "go."

Song Ruan was relieved and thought Fu Jingyu didn't doubt her any more, but she really didn't understand this man.After the servant went upstairs, he came to Fu Zhao's room. After the servant informed him, song Ruan went in. The room was a typical children's room with a blue keynote. When he came yesterday, song Ruan found that the little guy liked cars and all kinds of cars.

So when she went back, she made a car by hand, which could be used as a teaching aid or a toy on weekdays. It would not be doubted that she was approaching Fu Zhao.

Fu Zhao just fell asleep, Lin Han saw her come over, then compared a gesture: "shh."

Then he pulled song Ruan out and closed the door. He said apologetically, "I'm really sorry. Zhao Zhao went to bed too late last night and kept shouting sleepy this morning. So let him go to bed. Today's class is not enough."

Song Ruan nodded politely and said with a light smile: "it doesn't matter. It's very important for children to get enough sleep, so that they can grow healthily. I don't have anything."

Song Ruan also read a lot of parenting books. She was not a kindergarten teacher's major, but because she graduated from a university with a high status, her resume usually echoed quickly. However, she didn't expect that Lin Han really looked for her, so she took the opportunity to read a few parenting books, which was regarded as a kind of cramming.

Lin Han was not in a hurry to ask her to leave. Seeing the toy song Ruan had made for Fu Zhao, Lin Han took her downstairs and said to Fu Jingyu, who had not left yet, "look at what Mr. Song has done. In the past, Zhao Zhao asked you to make one, but you look stupid."

Usually at home, Lin Han and Fu Jingyu talk to each other without any bottom line. They are so familiar with what they want to say, but it doesn't matter. But listening to song Ruan's ears, they know a little bit. Because Fu Jingyu didn't refute at all, she concluded that Fu Jingyu was very good to Lin Han.

In this way, it is very convenient for her to work here, because Lin Han and she are very kind.

Fu Jingyu only pulled the corner of his mouth, did not look at the toy, then stood up to look at Lin Han and said: "today the company has a meeting to hold, it will be back very late."

Lin Han nodded and took the suit coat to him. He helped him sort it out and said, "you are busy with you."

Fu Jingyu was kind, and then said, "by the way, one of my friends' farms has been decorated. I'll take you and Zhao Zhao over to have a look. There's nothing wrong with you and Zhao Zhao."

Lin Han said with a smile: "OK, go to work, it's time."

Fu Jingyu quietly glanced at Song Ruan, as if to warn her, song Ruan curved lips, a school of leisure and natural, natural and natural.

After he left, song Ruan sighed softly, and Lin Han called her over: "if you're OK, you can stay here for dinner, and Zhao Zhao can have classes in the afternoon."

Song Ruan has to go back to work in the hotel in the afternoon. To be honest, she can't stay. But just now Fu Jingyu said he would come back very late. Isn't it that she has a lot of time to contact Fu Zhao?

After a few seconds, she said, "as long as Mrs. Fu doesn't feel bothered, I'll stay."

She was polite, decent and clever. Lin Han thought it was very good. She had an appointment with someone in the afternoon. If song Ruan was not there, Fu Zhao was at home with the nanny.

Of course, song Ruan didn't know at first that Lin Han was going out in the afternoon. After a simple lunch, Fu Zhao was also in good spirits. Lin Han changed his clothes and fed him food.

"He seems to like sweets very much." Song Ruan chatted casually. Lin Han quickly said, "yes, what he likes most is cake and candy. However, children are too young to eat them all the time. I don't often give them to them. He has no spirit this morning. I promise him to eat them when he wakes up in the afternoon."

Song Ruan gave a faint smile and looked at Fu Zhao's sincere eating of the cake. For the first time, there was a person who liked sweets best. When she was a child, she often went out to buy sweets because of the family's restrictions.

When she came back, she was found to have eaten it.

Seeing that song Ruan was a little stunned, Lin Han asked, "look at my memory. It's also noon. Would you like to have a rest and give Zhao Zhao a lesson again. Zhao Zhao is awake and energetic now."

Song Ruan immediately turned back to normal and said, "it doesn't matter. I don't have a rest. I only have about two hours."

Lin Han didn't say anything. He just told Zhao Zhao, "I'll study hard with Mr. Song in the afternoon. I'm not allowed to cry. Mummy is going to see a friend. When she comes back, I'll buy a gift for Zhao Zhao, OK?"

Fu Zhao was used to this situation for a long time. Before Lin Han returned home, Fu Jingyu followed him back. Zhao Zhao was left alone at home, and Zhao Zhao didn't cry.

"Mommy, daddy says men don't cry."

Lin Han touched Fu Zhao's head with a smile: "yes, yes, you are a man, so learn from Mr. Song."