Spoiled Sparrow

Ruan Qing and Youyou sat next to Fu Chen, each eating a mouthful of noodles, their slurping sounds growing increasingly exaggerated.

Fu Chen stubbornly refused to serve the noodles, and just watched the two people eating heartily in front of him.

What's even more outrageous is that Ruan Qing took out her phone and carefully selected a TV series to watch while eating. The two of them, one big and one small, watched it with great interest, completely ignoring his life or death.

Youyou glanced at him secretly, her big eyes revealing no emotion as she looked at Fu Chen with a silly grin.

She used the small stool as a support and jumped down.

The little devil walked up to Fu Chen and said, "Uncle Fu, your leg is like this, let Youyou carry it for you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Chen's lips curled slightly, thinking that his efforts to accompany her to knock on the door outside had not been in vain.

The next sentence, however, was like a venomous attack, relentlessly pursuing and killing him.

"What if they starve to death here and the police arrest Youyou and your aunt? That won't do. Dad will be worried."

Fu Chen: "..."

He couldn't resist his tendency to be sarcastic and blurted out, "He doesn't want you anymore, why would he care about you?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it, but it was too late.

Youyou, with her legs twitching, stopped halfway as she was serving him noodles. Ruan Qing, who was watching a TV show and eating noodles at the table, immediately put down her chopsticks.

For a moment, the air was deathly silent.

Ruan Qing slammed her chopsticks down on the bowl and angrily said to Fu Chen, "Fu Chen, get out!"

She took a deep breath: "Don't eat this noodle soup, and don't ever come here again!"

If Youyou hadn't been there, she wouldn't have cursed him so politely.

Knowing full well that Youyou is an adopted child, how could they still say such things? How are they any different from those who used to mock her as a fake heiress?

She had just thought Fu Chen treated Youyou well, but it seems that was just her imagination.

Seeing that he was still standing there, she stood up and pushed his wheelchair out.

Youyou trotted over with a bowl of noodles in her hand and stood in front of the door.

"Auntie, let Uncle eat the noodles before he leaves. He must be very hungry."

Ruan Qing was about to refuse, but seeing Youyou, such a small girl, holding up such a big bowl and looking at her, she couldn't bear to refuse.

She glanced down at Fu Chen, who happened to look up at the same time. Their eyes met for a second before she quickly looked away.

Fu Chen raised his scarred hand and placed it on her hand that was pushing the wheelchair; the needle marks on the back of his hand were clearly visible.

"I'm sorry." His voice became low.

Ruan Qingxin twitched as he apologized, but still looked at him unwillingly.

Her voice was icy: "The person you should apologize to is not me."

Fu Chen withdrew his hand, placed both hands on the armrest, leaned his upper body slightly, and hesitantly reached out to Youyou.

A cold hand touched her gentle little face, the tear stains on her face were not yet dry, and her two little hands held a bowl that was bigger than her head.

His guilt reached its peak.

"I'm sorry, Youyou."

Youyou smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, hurry up and eat, Uncle. This is the first time you've called me by my name~"

Ruan Qing was moved by her understanding, and tears fell "plop, plop" onto Fu Chen's neck, feeling even more heartbroken than when she found out that He Xun Nan was not her biological brother.

Fu Chen felt the dampness on his neck and wished he could slap himself twice.

Youyou placed the bowl on the coffee table, and then moved her own and Ruan Qing's bowls from the table to a lower coffee table to eat together.

She picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, and seeing that Fu Chen hadn't touched his, she asked, "Uncle, hurry up and eat! This was made by my aunt herself, and it's the first time she's made it. It's super delicious!"

Fu Chen stared at the bowl of noodles, recalling the dinner they hadn't been able to have. His heart ached as if the memory had stirred within him.

The gentle voice pulled him back to reality. He picked up his chopsticks and suddenly boasted, "I've eaten here many times, and it's actually not bad."

......

Hmm, that's a bit childish; they're even comparing themselves to little kids.

Ruan Qing lowered her head to eat her noodles, and Youyou grabbed her hand and said coquettishly, "Youyou will be able to eat Auntie's noodles too, right?"

As she said this, her head was always facing Fu Chen, making her competitive intentions all the more obvious.

Ruan Qing swallowed the noodles she had just put in her mouth: "Of course, don't worry, it will definitely be more than Uncle's."

Upon hearing this, the little dumpling secretly made a smug face at Fu Chen and happily started eating her noodles.

Fu Chen pretended not to see it, and sneered inwardly: He would never compare himself to a four-year-old child.

After finishing her noodles, Ruan Qing quickly issued a notice to kick everyone out.

Before leaving, Fu Chen turned around and said, "Don't wander around during the banquet tomorrow night. Spend more time with your mother."

Ruan Qing pushed him out the door: "I know, I know without you saying it. Aunt Lan Yin is your mother, you should spend more time with her."

As Chen Yan stepped out of the elevator, Ruan Qing pushed him towards her, saying, "Let's go, bye-bye."

After saying that, she let go of his hand, turned around, went inside, and closed the door.

Even until the moment they entered the elevator, his eyes were still on her, but she didn't turn around.

Chen Yan said with a smile, "President Fu, I didn't expect this self-inflicted injury tactic to actually work."

When the informant outside Ruan Qing's room reported that a child was crying and knocking on the door, he could have been asked to go up and wait, but President Fu insisted on going up himself. It turned out that he had this in mind.

However, it seems that he succeeded. He stayed inside for more than 40 minutes, and Ms. Ruan even personally escorted him out.

I guess President Fu is in a great mood.

After he finished speaking, Fu Chen's silence immediately choked the next sentence he had prepared to say.

Once inside the room, Fu Chen spoke: "Tomorrow, have someone keep a close watch on her and Mother, without any mishaps."

"Yes."

*

After washing up, Youyou obediently climbed into bed.

She stared at the phone watch, a small device leaning against the headboard, looking forlorn and rather pitiful.

Ruan Qing lifted the blanket and pulled her into her arms: "Go to sleep. Dad is busy. He'll come after you wake up."

"it is good."

Youyou lay down obediently, nestled in her arms, and whispered, "Auntie, I miss Grandpa and Grandma, and I can't sleep. Can you tell Youyou a bedtime story?"

"it is good."

Ruan Qing quickly found a children's bedtime story in the little green book and began to read it aloud in a very serious manner.

My mouth tells the story, but my heart gradually drifts away.

Where did He Xunnan go? I called him again just now, but I still couldn't get in touch with him.

Lost in thought, she eventually fell asleep herself...

*

the next afternoon

"Beep...beep beep..."

Who is it?

Ruan Qing rolled over and reached for her phone, answering it groggily: "Feed."

Henry's scream came through the internet: "Qing! You're not still sleeping, are you?!"

Ruan Qing rubbed her eyes, squinted at the time on her phone, and saw it was only 2 p.m.

She sighed, "What's wrong? Isn't it nighttime?"

Henry replied anxiously, "Honey, I've prepared a dress for you and found a celebrity makeup artist for you. The preparation alone will take three hours. I sent you a message last night to do your makeup and styling this afternoon."

She returned to the chat window and saw it.

"Brother, you should have messaged me earlier. I was already asleep by then."

Henry noticed her severe morning grumpiness and immediately softened his tone: "My dear Miss Ruan Qing, please get up, I'm waiting for you."

If she doesn't go, where will he put his face?

Ruan Qing recalled the woman she had met briefly last night, guessing she was Henry's ex-girlfriend.

She got out of bed and muttered to herself: How did Henry even manage to date a beauty like that? I just can't figure it out.

"Okay, don't rush me."

Henry's phone rang with a new call, and he quickly said to Ruan Qing, "Qing, I have to go now, Pei..."

"Eh—"

Before I could finish speaking, the call was disconnected.

Ruan Qing vaguely heard a familiar name...