Fu Beijiu tugged at the corners of his lips.
The children of the Fu family were always highly intelligent, so was Fu Ziyan, so was Fu Jingzhan, he really didn’t understand how Fu Zi Ling could be so stupid as this.
He sneered, “Are you sure that your gift, went smoothly to your mommy?”
Fu Ziling froze, then stood up angrily, “Did little uncle take the gift I bought for mummy for himself?”
Fu Beijiu: “……”
This stupid son was really hopeless.
“Daddy, is it really Mummy who is coming?” Fu Yinyin asked cautiously, with a hopeful light in her eyes.
Fu Beijue nodded: “In order not to stimulate your mummy’s memories of the past, you should uniformly call out to Auntie Rong and not say too much so as not to arouse her suspicion.”
“This is the place where mummy used to live, coming to a familiar environment might also make mummy recall the past, right?” Fu Jingzhan spoke slowly, “Since daddy doesn’t want mummy to recall the past, then he won’t take mummy home.”
Fu Beijue shook his head, “I, and the four of you, are all people she used to know. In order for you all to appear to her in a logical manner, so she must make a trip home. If a house was all it took to make her recall her past, then there would be no need for the five of us to appear in front of her ……”
“I understand.” Fu Ziyan spoke, “Since we want Mummy to come back, we have to make Mummy accept this. It’s just that we can’t call out to mommy yet, everything has to be done slowly.”
“No matter what, Mummy is coming home!” Fu Ziling was dancing with joy, “I’m going to prepare lots and lots of presents for Mummy!”
“Restrain yourself.” Fu Jingzhan said lightly, “If you make Mommy suspicious, Mommy might not come back later.”
“Okay, okay.”
Fu Ziling’s little face drooped.
For the past four years, whenever he saw a pretty dress, he would buy it for Mummy, and the wardrobe in his room was all filled with the prettiest dress skirts.
When Mummy officially returned to the Fu family, he would give Mummy all of the dresses in the wardrobe!
It was getting late at night.
Rong Yunyang sat on her bed after taking a shower and tapping on her laptop.
She had two projects on her hands, and many details needed to be refined and changed by her personally ……
“Buzzing!”
Her mobile phone suddenly vibrated.
She glanced at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number, with the place of belonging being Haicheng.
She frowned and put the call through.
“It’s me.”
The two short words made Rong Yunyang’s whole body freeze.
Fu Beijue.
What was this man doing calling her in the middle of the night.
She pressed her heart, which was beating a little, and calmly said, “Mr. Fu?”
“I’m downstairs from you.”
The man’s words almost made Rong Yunyang jump up from the bed.
She took a deep breath, “Mr. Fu, what are you kidding?”
“If you walk over to the balcony and take a look, won’t you know if I’m joking or not?”
Rong Yunyang put down her notebook, got off the bed and walked quietly to the balcony step by step, she pulled the curtain open a small gap.
Here was the third floor, just in time to see a tall balsam fir tree under the apartment building, the man in casual clothes standing under the tree, the dim street light spilling over his shoulders, his cold hard silhouette softened considerably.
There was the moon and stars in the sky, and under the tree, there was him.
No matter how much she tried to suppress it, she could not stop the palpitations.
This man’s words during the day were still echoing in her ears.
“Miss Rong, I am courting you, don’t you understand?”
“Miss Rong, I’d better call you Yanyan.”
Rong Yunyang covered her heart, her ears were burning, even without looking in the mirror, she knew her ears must be red through and through.