Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Fu Zhengting noticed the gaze, looked out, and saw Fu Ziliu and Fu Zhenlong.

Fu Ziliu smiled and pushed Fu Zhenlong inside.

Uncle Zhong was about to close the door and wipe Fu Zhengting's lower body when he saw the two of them come in, and he frowned slightly.

The father and daughter arrived at a really bad time.

He smiled distantly, offering only a perfunctory greeting.

He felt that none of his family members were worthy of being Ah Shen's family.

Fu Ziliu, Fu Zhengting's younger sister, is also very selfish. Fu Zhengting used to treat her so well, but she didn't support her brother being with the woman he loved and even tried her best to stop and sabotage it.

Such family members are heartbreaking.

Fu Ziliu sensed Uncle Zhong's unwelcoming attitude towards her and narrowed her eyes unhappily.

She's just a servant; what right does she have to interfere in her family's affairs?

He only acts so recklessly because he has been by his brother's side for many years.

If she weren't busy with company matters, she would fire the old man and take care of her brother.

Seeing that Uncle Zhong was indifferent, Anan didn't greet him.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Fu Zhengting could tell.

First he looked at Fu Ziliu, then at Fu Zhenlong.

Ask Uncle Zhong, "Who are they?"

Uncle Zhong didn't really want to answer, but he didn't want to be too direct, so he replied in a flat tone, "Your sister and your father."

Fu Ziliu pushed Fu Zhenlong closer, stopping only when they were right next to the bed. She deliberately squeezed past Uncle Zhong, taking his place, and leaned over to Fu Zhengting, smiling, "Brother, you used to be such a doting brother, you've even forgotten your beloved little sister."

As she spoke, she made a sad expression, "I'm so sad."

Uncle Zhong and Anan exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disdain.

Uncle Zhong muttered to himself: What's the use of being good to you? You're an ingrate.

What a wonderful Ah Shen, to have ended up with such a complicated family.

He really hoped that Fu Zhengting could sever ties with the Fu family and become his son.

If he's not the son of the Fu family, then the feud between the Fu and Qin families is no longer his concern, and he can be with Mu Tiantian.

Fu Zhengting didn't know how to respond to Fu Ziliu, his so-called younger sister.

Because he has no memory of it, they are strangers to him.

The younger sister in front of me didn't have that same sense of closeness as a family member.

Seeing that Fu Zhengting didn't react at all, Fu Ziliu felt as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and her smile became somewhat awkward.

Fu Zhenlong spoke up to ease Fu Ziliu's embarrassment, "Son, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

Fu Zhengting's gaze shifted to Fu Zhenlong in the wheelchair, and he replied briefly, "I'm fine, I don't feel uncomfortable."

Fu Zhenlong still had his bandages on, and Fu Zhengting, seeing that his head was also wrapped up, asked curiously, "How did you hurt your head?"

"I was injured in a car accident," Fu Zhenlong answered truthfully, still feeling lingering fear as he recalled the dangerous moment of the accident.

Recalling the feeling of being on the verge of death during the surgery, my fear deepened.

At the time, he had a strong conviction that he couldn't leave until he saw his son and Ke Rou remarry and have children.

Even in death, they will not rest in peace.

It was this belief that kept them going.

He didn't agree until his son arrived, took his hand, and gave him his consent.

At that moment, he felt as if he had suddenly come back to life from a near-death state.

It's amazing.

Unfortunately, my son doesn't like Ke Rou.

Ke Rou seemed to have come to terms with it, and he no longer wanted to force things.

As long as Mu Tiantian truly loves her son, that's enough.

Just when he was about to compromise and support his son's relationship with Mu Tiantian, fate played such a cruel joke on him.

Mu Tiantian is actually Qin Dongyang's daughter who went missing years ago!

He still can't process the shocking truth.

Was he destined to have an inextricable entanglement with Qin Dongyang?

Fu Zhengting noticed that Fu Zhenlong was looking at him with a particularly strange gaze.

His family found it strange.

Why is this happening?

Because it was strange, he was particularly eager to find out.

Fu Zhenlong was afraid that his son would try to recapture his past memories out of curiosity, which would cause his son to revert to his previous unhappy state.

He put aside his complicated thoughts and smiled to hide the emotions in his eyes. "It's good that you're not feeling unwell. You'll feel much better after a few days of rest."

"I'm relieved to see you're alright. Let's see if I should remove the bandages first or you can. I need to go back to my room and get some sleep."

Fu Zhenlong looked up and gave Fu Ziliu a urging look.

Fu Ziliu felt that her brother didn't remember her and was too cold. Not wanting to stay there in an awkward situation, she pushed Fu Zhenlong out. Once they reached the door, she turned to Fu Zhengting and smiled, "Brother, go to sleep quickly. I'll take Dad back to his ward to sleep."

Fu Zhengting replied politely, "I understand."

Uncle Zhong followed and immediately closed the door after Fu Ziliu finished speaking.

Fu Ziliu chuckled in annoyance and complained to Fu Zhenlong, "Dad, look at Uncle Zhong's attitude! He's just a driver, but he's acting like he's going to fly to the moon."

Fu Zhenlong, not wanting Fu Zhengting to hear, gave Fu Ziliu a warning look and lowered his voice, saying, "Your brother needs Uncle Zhong's care right now. To your brother, he's more than just a driver..."

In the end, he sighed silently, his eyes becoming complicated again.

He entrusted his son to Uncle Zhong's care, so it's no wonder his son and Uncle Zhong have a good relationship.

He used to get jealous when he saw Uncle Zhong and his son getting along well.

He shouldn't be jealous; instead, he should be grateful to Uncle Zhong for taking good care of his son.

Fu Ziliu swallowed the words he was about to say after hearing what Fu Zhenlong said.

My father was right.

Consider that this old man has taken care of his brother for so many years.

Let's not hold it against this old man, even if he hasn't done anything particularly meritorious.

She yawned and pushed Fu Zhenlong away.

Uncle Zhong returned to the bedside, touched the water and found it was a bit cold. He took it into the bathroom to pour it out, then filled a basin with hotter water and began to wipe Fu Zhengting's lower body.

When it came time to take off his pants, Fu Zhengting was somewhat resistant, his expression was particularly awkward, and he even grabbed Uncle Zhong's hand.

Uncle Zhong chuckled and joked, "How can I clean you up without taking your pants off?"

Fu Zhengting felt that only Uncle Zhong had that kind of fatherly warmth, so he overcame his awkwardness and let Uncle Zhong take off his clothes.

As Uncle Zhong wiped the towel, he looked at Fu Zhengting's face, which seemed ready to die, and was charmed by his cuteness.

We need to take pictures of this and send them to Mu Tiantian.

Anan had already taken out his phone and recorded it.

They deliberately aimed the camera precisely so that Mu Tiantian could have a good look.

He only sent it after Uncle Zhong finished wiping it.

It's a bit long, so sending it is a little slow.

Fu Zhengting noticed something was wrong again and gave them a sharp look.