Chapter 2010： . Lost and recovered (1/2)
”Moer?”
Fu Tingye's voice trembled: ”Mo'er, are you okay? Are you injured?”
”No, I'm fine.” Tang Moran's voice choked: ”Uncle Fu, don't worry about me.”
Fu Tingye’s heart bluntly hurts, pressing against the undulating heart and the faint pain, softly coaxing her: ”Mo'er, don’t
Cry, I'll take you home soon, OK? ”
”Ok.”
”Have you eaten? Have you eaten properly?”
”I have already eaten.”
”Well, take care of yourself, don't resist them over there, I will take care of everything. Trust me, do you understand?”
”Um...” Tang Moran rubbed his eyes, ”Uncle Fu, don't scold Fu Jingting, he didn't mean it.”
”Don't worry about his business, take care of yourself over there.”
”Ok.”
”Uncle Fu...”
Before Tang Moran could finish her words, one hand lightly took away the mobile phone from her hand.
Then Tang Moran watched as Du Ziang hung up his phone.
Tang Moran glared at Du Ziang fiercely.
”Mother-in-law, it's so annoying.” Du Ziang put his phone in his pocket and smiled: ”But what surprised me was that,
People like Fu Tingye also have weaknesses, and they are still women. ”
As he said, he went to pinch Tang Moran's face, Tang Moran's face turned dark, and he quickly hid behind.
Du Ziang gave up.
...
Tang Moran is here with Du Ziang, and the days are not sad. Du Ziang is absent during the day, and the servants at home ignore it.
She served three delicious meals a day, and Tang Moran nestled on the sofa watching TV after eating, waiting for Du Ziang to return.
When she came, she begged Du Ziang to call her Fu Tingye.
Those two or three minutes of conversation every day had become what Tang Moran looked forward to most.
On this day, Tang Moran couldn't help crying as soon as he got the phone.
Uneasy grievance, fear and longing filled her heart, but even so, Tang Moran still dare not be Fu
Ting Ye knew.
She didn't want Fu Tingye to worry about herself anymore.
Something happened to him, he was more anxious than anyone else.
”I'll be able to go back in two days, right?”
”Well, can I pick you up in person?”
Tang Moran's eyes were hazy with tears, ”Well, I'm waiting for you.”
In the last two days, Tang Moran almost counted the time. The last night, she was even more anxious and excited.
Didn't sleep, early the next morning, I waited eagerly for Du Ziang to send her back.
When it was approaching noon, someone invited Tang Moran out.
As soon as Tang Moran walked out of the gate, he saw Fu Tingye standing not far away, tall and tall.
Tang Moran rushed over and threw directly into Fu Tingye's arms.
”Uncle Fu...”
Fu Tingye hugged him tightly, his heart hurting slightly.
She would call him ”Uncle Fu” only when she was scared.
These days, she must be frightened.
Fu Tingye directly hugged her up.
When he got home, Fu Tingye had been waiting in the living room.
”little guy!”
Tang Moran saw the wound on Fu Jingting's face and frowned, ”Your face...”
She looked at Fu Tingye subconsciously.
Fu Tingye pursed his lips: ”He fell by himself.”
”Yes, I fell by myself.”
Tang Moran said ”Oh”.
Fu Tingye carried Tang Moran upstairs,
As soon as he returned to the room, Fu Tingye put Tang Moran on the bed and stretched out his hand to pull at her clothes.
”A Ye...”
Tang Moran struggled embarrassedly.
Fu Tingye frowned: ”Mo'er, let me confirm that you are not injured.”
Tang Moran let go of his hand holding the collar a little bit: ”I haven't...injured. I'm fine. I eat all meals on time.”
”Really?”