Chapter: 3783

Lu Yuning took a deep breath

"How about this, invite Mr. Fu to come tonight, and I will let you see the whole truth."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yuning followed his gaze and glanced at the door of the lounge.

There seemed to be a deep secret hidden in her innocent eyes, and then she turned and left.

Fu Yechuan directly called the people outside to make them stare at her.

Not for a while.

The lounge door was pushed open.

Fu Yunche walked out cautiously immediately, with a look of fear and panic on his face.

Fu Yechuan looked at him solemnly

"Did she do the injury on your body? Or did you do it yourself?"

Although he didn't want to think about whether a child would really hurt himself in order to gain attention.

But Lu Yuning's words seemed to point to a direction of explanation.

Fu Yunche stood there sluggishly, with his hands tightly clenched together, with an indescribable grievance on his white and tender face, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Fu Yechuan pursed his lips, "Since you don't want to say it, maybe I wronged Lu Yuning? You still want her to continue to take care of you?"

Fu Yunche remained silent.

Standing there is also motionless.

Fu Yechuan finally got a little impatient, he stared indifferently at the child in front of him who was somewhat similar to him

"I don't have time to waste so much energy on you. If you don't say anything, then don't say anything. I'm not interested in knowing what happened between you and the nanny."

Fu Yunche finally reacted and raised his eyelids slightly.

It's just that there is no light in his eyes this time, and his clear eyes are quiet like a child who has grown up in an instant.

He pursed his lips, his little face pale.

The secretary knocked on the door and came in to inform him of the meeting, Fu Yechuan went out with his mobile phone without saying a word.

Not long after, a person came in and looked at him

"Master, Mr. Fu asked where you want to go, and I will take you there?"

He is also quite curious, Mr. Fu is so indifferent to his own son?

But seeing that these two people are almost carved out of the same mold, you know that there can be no conclusion that they are not their own.

Fu Yunche paused, then slowly took out a pen and paper, and wrote a few words.

The secretary nodded, still the same.

It was forty minutes after Fu Yechuan finished the meeting.

As soon as he came out, he asked about Fu Yunche's whereabouts.