Doting wife's husband is too domineering

Chapter 13 Six years ago (1)
From Fu Wensheng's point of view, the scene just now had too much impact on him, but why is that stubborn and conservative father more open-minded than him?

That child An Ran is the emperor's child in name!What they did just now was incest!
Mr. Fu didn't seem to see Fu Wensheng's eyes at all. He smiled and met those extremely dangerous eyes, and some old children said: "What? Angry? Scared? I tell you, old man, you can't beat me Yes! As long as I say a word, that girl An Ran will obediently stay abroad for me." As if she was afraid that her grandson would not be angry, she continued to add fuel to the fire.

What Fu Anran heard was Fu Junhuang's steady and powerful heartbeat.

"Dream." Fu Junhuang's simple words almost suffocated Mr. Fu to death.

"Pfft." Because of leaning against his arms, his voice was still echoing in her ears.

Seeing the happy face of the little fox smiling, Mr. Fu was furious, "Girl, you should at least give me the appearance of a lady from a big family. You are already 15 years old now. You are not too young. If you let..."

"Mine. I teach." Fu Junhuang directly interrupted Mr. Fu's rambling, completely ignoring Mr. Fu's flushed old face, and turned his eyes to An Ran, his eyes gradually softened, " That's it, pretty good."

An Ran coughed lightly, with an unnatural blush on her cheeks, she came out of Fu Junhuang's arms, stood up, and looked extremely well-behaved, "Grandpa, Grandpa."

Because Fu Junhuang is her nominal father, she refers to Fu Wensheng and Fu Zhan as grandpa and great-grandpa.

The corners of Fu Wensheng's eyes twitched fiercely. The child's psychological endurance is really not ordinary.

Seeing the awkward expression on Fu Wensheng's face, Mr. Fu gave his son a kick very rudely, "virtuous."

"Father, they are..."

"Incest?" Mr. Fu leaned on a walking stick, and unceremoniously dropped a stick on Fu Wensheng's body, "When did you become so pedantic? Is the girl related to that brat in your family? Is she related to you? It's not considered incest!"

Fu Wensheng didn't dare to dodge Mr. Fu's crutches, so he took it so abruptly, his back suddenly felt hot.

Fu Anran gave Mr. Fu a thumbs up in her heart.

Fu Junhuang's complexion was a bit more dignified than before. He stretched out his hand to hold An Ran's hand hanging by his side, his eyes fell on Mr. Fu, and his slightly mechanical voice sounded word by word: "I I'll take care of things. My baby, I'll take care of it."

The implication is, extra people, get out.

Mr. Fu, who was still educating his son, stopped the crutches in his hands. There was no cloudiness in his eyes when he was nearly seventy. He looked at Fu Junhuang and said seriously, "Seriously?"

Fu Junhuang looked at Mr. Fu expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Mr. Fu no longer asked himself to be bored, but turned his attention to Fu Anran who was smiling at the corner of his lips, "Seriously?"

Fu Junhuang's eyes fell on Fu Anran in a flash, and his dark pupils looked at her without blinking, and the eyes as bright as stars were full of anticipation and a little uneasiness.

She gently shook his hand back, looked into his eyes gently, and smiled lightly: "Seriously. In this life, it will only be him."

In such an instant, that stiff expression relaxed, the curvature of the corners of his lips became more and more obvious, and the smile in his eyes became more and more heart-warming.

"Well, for the rest of my life." To protect her safely for the rest of her life, he always remembers, and has always been fulfilling this oath that is not an oath.

"What a fart! You are—"

"Shut up!" A stick fell on Fu Wensheng, who was about to jump, unceremoniously. Mr. Fu put away the smile on his face, and turned to look at An Ran with a serious face, "Girl, you have to remember What did I tell you back then?"

An Ran smiled lightly, "Of course not. It's just my great grandfather, I hope you don't forget what I said."

Mr. Fu paused, and a sentence echoed in his mind: whoever hurts others, I will definitely pay back a hundredfold.

As early as that time, she had already told him her position and attitude.

"Naturally, no."

The words between the two of them left everyone present in a cloud of fog.

"Father, what are you talking about?" Fu Wensheng frowned.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Mr. Fu raised his hand and wanted to give him a crutch, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, "I don't care how you make trouble, now you all restrain me, even if you want to make it public, you have to wait When the girl is an adult, start kissing me now, what does it look like!"

"I..." Fu Junhuang was about to speak when An Ran raised his hand to stop him.

"I know, we will pay attention to it in the future." Fu Anran smiled.

Fu Junhuang looked at Fu Anran pitifully. Although everything was fine in his opinion, he still wanted to tell the whole world that the treasure in front of him belonged to him, and to him alone.

"Why do you need others to know about the things between us?" An Ran smiled at him reassuringly.

Fu Junhuang's complexion became softer and softer, and the icy aura on his body gradually faded away.

"Okay, brat, take a good rest, girl, don't take care of him, you're getting tired. Your dad and I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Fu did not wait for An Ran's response, glared at Fu Wensheng who was troubled, and left the ward with steady steps.

Apart from the ward, Fu Wensheng always felt that Mr. Fu wanted to tell him something.

He kept waiting, but when he got home, Mr. Fu didn't say a word in a daze.

People in the Fu family are good at forbearance, but when it comes to dealing with their own family, Fu Wensheng can't hold back.

"Dad, what charades were you playing with An Ran just now? What did you talk about?"

Elder Fu, who was on crutches, sighed softly, "Do you still remember what happened when An Ran was eight years old?"

Fu Wensheng was taken aback, An Ran was eight years old, that happened six years ago, that incident hurt the entire Fu family, how could he forget it?
"not……"

"Six years ago..."

In fact, they don't know exactly what happened six years ago.

It's just that when Fu Wensheng rushed to the scene, all he saw were corpses all over the ground, and that small figure with a strong murderous look all over his body.

At that time, An Ran was only eight years old, and she looked at everyone who appeared in her sight with cold eyes. She held a pistol in her left hand, and in her arms, she held a man who had lost consciousness. Fu Junhuang.

(End of this chapter)