C171 Not the Worm in Your Belly

Seeing Ning Jiang's hesitation.

Fu Zishu rubbed Chuchen's head: "Brat, you don't want to live with Little Dad anymore?"

Chuchen pouted. "No way, I like Little Dad."

"Then why do you want to live with your mother? Little Dad, I hope you can keep me company. "

Chuchen shook his head: "Un, no, Little Dad is a boy, Mom is a girl, and I'm also a boy. I have to protect the girls, so I want to live with Mom."

Fu Zishu was speechless, and looked at Ning Jiang: "You taught me?"

Ning Jiang scratched between his brows, "That's right."

Fu Zishu bent his body and hugged Chuchen, "Chuchen, if you really want to protect your mother, you will have to live with Little Dad. Do you know why?"

Chuchen shook his head, as if it was a matter of course.

Fu Zishu asked: "Do you have a father?"

Chuchen pouted: "I have Little Dad."

Fu Zishu laughed complacently: "That's right, you do have Little Dad, but you don't have a father. Although Little Dad will love you like father, in the end, Little Dad is not father, right?"

Chuchen nodded and focused on Fu Zishu.

If others find out, they will laugh at her. Your mother, she grew up in North City, many people here know her, if others knew that she secretly gave birth to a baby by herself, they would definitely laugh at her bullying, so, if you really want to protect your mother, live with the Little Dad, and you can't call her mother in front of others, okay? "

Chuchen was a little unhappy, and did not reply.

Ning Jiang's heart ached, she really wanted to bring him home immediately.

But Fu Zishu said: "But you don't have to be sad, in the future, as long as you miss your mother, Little Dad will bring you to see her. You two will be no different than when you lived together."

"Then what should I call my mother?" Chuchen pouted.

Fu Zishu looked at Ning Jiang: "What do you think?"

Ning Jiang bit his lips, rubbed Chuchen's face: "What do you want to call mother?"

"Da Jiang'er."

"Alright, I'll listen to you." She leaned over and kissed Chuchen on the cheek.

"Little Dad, when I think of my time, can I really meet with Da Jiang'er?"

"Of course, you can go see her or she can come see you."

Seeing the unhappy smile on Chuchen's face, Ning Jiang swore to himself that he would find a solution as soon as possible.

She had to bring Chuchen to her side as soon as possible.

It's all Luo Hanshang's fault, why did he come to disturb her peaceful life?

"Da Jiang'er."

"Hmm?" Ning Jiang returned to reality.

"I made new friends in kindergarten."

Ning Jiang was a little happy: "Oh really, looks like my Chuchen is very popular. Then mom will ask you, how is the teacher at the kindergarten?"

Chuchen nodded his head again and again: "A teacher in a kindergarten, they are beautiful, their words are gentle, but they are still not as pretty as a Da Jiang'er."

Ning Jiang laughed and pinched Chuchen's small face: "Brat, good eye."

Fu Zishu was speechless, "Do you two have to be so musky?"

Chuchen raised her little face and said complacently: "My mother is always the most beautiful."

"Yoh, you brat. Not bad, you know how to protect."

Ning Jiang was speechless, glancing at him: "Don't mislead a child, who's a baby? "Who is your father?"

Fu Zishu thought about it, and it was true, he laughed: "Looks like my Chinese was taught by a math teacher."

"Wrong, I saw your mouth. It wasn't controlled by your brain, it was controlled by your feet."

"Tsk, his cursing skills have increased."

The two of them laughed as Fu Boyuan came back from the company.

Seeing Ning Jiang, Fu Boyuan was also very happy. "Little girl, you're back."

Ning Jiang walked over and hugged Fu Boyuan for a while. "Uncle Fu, I'm back."

"It's good that you're back. I was planning to get someone to bring you over for dinner. It seems like it's more convenient."

Ning Jiang released him, and laughed: Come to your house to eat, why would you need me to pick you up, I ran very fast.

Fu Boyuan patted her shoulder: "You little girl."

He asked the aunts to prepare dinner.

When they were eating, Fu Boyuan asked Ning Jiang how she was doing and also asked her when she was preparing to come to work.

Mentioning the matter of going to work, Ning Jiang thought of what Luo Hanshang had said in the evening.

She smiled at Fu Boyuan: "Next week then."

"Sure, come over anytime. Chang Xing welcomes you."

Ning Jiang said gratefully: "It's been so long since I've come back, and the feeling of having someone take me in is really good."

"Little girl, what are you taking in? Isn't this your home?"

Ning Jiang smiled gratefully to Fu Boyuan. That's right, what Zishu and Uncle Fu had given her, wasn't it always her family's warmest protection?

After eating, Ning Jiang and Chuchen stayed alone for a while, then reluctantly left.

Why didn't she feel that being able to be with her everyday was such a blissful thing when they were together in the past?

Before she left, Fu Zishu told the driver to take her back to the Landscape Garden.

She got off the car at the entrance of the residential complex and strolled back to the building by herself.

Just as he was about to enter the building, the car stopped at the entrance and the door opened.

The one who got off the carriage was Luo Hanshang.

She looked at him, somewhat surprised that he had come again.

Luo Hanshang coldly looked at him: "Where did you go?"

Ning Jiang said calmly: "I went to visit the Uncle Fu."

Luo Hanshang frowned, "You sure are considerate towards that father and son pair called Fu Family."

"Are you here to find fault?"

Luo Hanshang was unhappy: "What do you think?"

"I don't know, I'm not a worm in your stomach."

Luo Hanshang stared at her with cold eyes.

Thinking that it was because of him that she couldn't live with Chuchen, she felt extremely unhappy.

"Did something happen for you to be here at this time?"

"I came here two hours ago. What do you think I came here at that time for?"

At six o'clock.

"You haven't eaten?"

"Nonsense," he said as he walked into the building. When he passed by her, he said, "I'm hungry, cook some noodles for me."

Ning Jiang looked at his back, feeling helpless.

Why was he so at ease? Was he storing food at her place?

However, even if she wanted to, she still followed him upstairs.

Inside, she changed her shoes and went to the kitchen.

Originally, she wanted to say that there was no food in the kitchen, but she didn't expect that Zishu, who was rarely so thoughtful, would actually fill up her kitchen.

After feeling depressed for a while, she rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands, and helped him cook the noodles.

About ten minutes later, she came out with a bowl of steaming hot noodles.

He was already sitting at the dining table with a golden bracelet on it.

That bracelet, she was too familiar with. It was the 'family bracelet' that Grandma gave her back then.

What did he mean by putting this bracelet here?