Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

In the end, there was no way.

You can't stay at the police station and stay away.

With a baby on Fu Yue's lap, she got into Lian Jue's car with a pretty face, and had to get Fu Xingchen home first.

When sitting in the car.

Fu Xingchen sat on Fu Yue's left, and the child hugged her neck softly, cleverly like a little angel.

The premise is not to call her mother.

Feeling his shoulder being patted, Fu Yue looked to the right and saw Lian Jue took out a mobile phone and handed it over. His voice was clear and cold, and the slender fingertips holding the phone were white and beautiful.

"Let's add a WeChat, I have something to tell you."

Fu Yue was taken aback, following Lian Jue's sight, she saw Fu Xingchen's little milk bag.

She understood in an instant.

I guess there is something I can't let this child hear.

Added WeChat.

Lian Jue sent a long list of news soon.

Lian Jue: [Sorry, my cousin has autism, he hardly speaks or communicates with others. I trouble you this time. If possible, I would like to ask you to wait until he falls asleep before leaving, okay? Thank you. ]

Fu Yue's eyes flicked in surprise.

Autism?

No wonder she always feels this kid weird.

To be too quiet, and too well-behaved.

At first, she only thought he was introverted, and she didn't really think about autism.

Fu Yue dropped her thick and long eyelashes.

The finger tapped twice.

[it is good. ]

At this moment, Fu Xingchen suddenly stretched out his little hand, softly touching Fu Yue's face.

"...?"

The child said milky voice: "Mom...beautiful..."

Facing the shining eyes of the child.

Fu Yue couldn't bear to blame him, but she got stuck in her throat with one breath, and her face turned red.

"I, no, yes, you, mom, mom."

Everyone can hear the anger in Fu Yue's words.

It's a pity that the autistic little milk bag is not a person... Bah, I can't tell.

Lian Jue's lips twitched.

As he said, the young man's slender fingers held Fu Xingchen's face, and his small face was broken back, his voice slightly serious.

"Fu Xingchen, brother is a boy, you can't call him mother."

The child stared at Lian Jue: "..."

First did not speak.

Then he turned his head stubbornly, and shouted a word of mother to Fu Yue.

Lian Jue: "..."

He looked up at Fu Yue, and asked tentatively: "Why don't you make a mistake and pretend to be his mother temporarily?"

Fu Yue: "..."

Haven't waited for Fu Yue to say anything.

The child Fu Xingchen stretched out his hand again, pointed at Lian Jue's face, and said, "Dad."

Lian Jue: "..."

Lian Jue: "Forget it, you can't be wronged. If the child is disobedient, just have a fight."

Fu Yue: "Hahahahahahahahahaha."

She smiled gleefully.

But he still subconsciously protected Fu Xingchen, not allowing Lian Jue to beat him.

Fu Yue was angry: "Lian Jue, are you crazy? He is still a child. How can you really beat him? You are still not a human being?"

Fu Xingchen held Fu Yue's neck cooperatively.

"Huh!"

Lian Jue: "..."

He took a deep breath, then turned his head and looked out the car window to make sure he wouldn't be mad.

This tossed for a long time.

The child's physical strength is not enough. After arriving at Lian's house, the child Fu Xingchen fell asleep in a daze, or Fu Yue hugged him.

As a result, he entered the door of Lian's house.

I saw a small firecracker rushing towards her.

Lian Jue grabbed the child quickly and quickly.

Did not let him hit Fu Yue.