Chapter 459: Fu Han's transformation

Chapter 459 Fu Han's transformation
Fu Han also sent someone to try to rob him, but the subordinates of several aristocratic families kept silent.
When it comes to this, Fu Han is rather regretful. He said: "I wanted to let people take advantage of the chaos and solve you."
In fact, he not only thought, but also sent many people to do it.
Had it not been for Huo Yao to help with the cover, Fu Han might have really succeeded in Shen Chuchen's state.
Ye Sang didn't have much interest in the conversation of the adults. She shook her little head, and found something interesting in a short while, reaching out to try to pull her father's tie.
She rarely sees this father in a suit.
After all, there was never a positive shape before, but let alone, the other party put on a suit and tie, and meticulously fastened the cufflinks, showing a kind of cool temperament.
Ye Sang's eyes brightened, and the child was troubled. When the two were chatting, she tried to untie her father's tie, and then help each other to tie it.
The act of death successfully attracted Fu Han's attention.
He fixed it for a minute.
Seeing this little guy dared to stand up bravely, Fu Han's forehead twitched slightly.
There is only one idea in my heart.
Too much to clean up.
If his child dared to come to him so as not to be afraid of death, he would have been kicked in the moat.
However, Fu Han changed his mind again.
He has no children.
Shen Chuchen looked at the little girl, with a lazy and fluttering voice: "Let go."
Ye Sang looked at him eagerly.
The eyes are soft.
Shen Chuchen avoided her cute gaze and gave in a step, "I'll help you untie it. Don't tugged it in a while."
Pulling it down again, Shen Chuchen suspected that this little guy could strangle himself to death.
"OK~"
Finding something interesting, Ye Sang nodded decisively and agreed.
Shen Chuchen also had no bottom line. His well-knotted fingers touched the tie and easily untied it. Then, under Fu Han's contemptuous eyes, he threw it to the children and asked her to play on the side.
Baby Ye Sang took the tie and ran to the room to find Sister Fu Yan, to share her newly found "toy"
Fu Han: "...Tsk."
Why didn't he notice that this man turned out to be a slave girl.
I knew that this little should have been tied up, maybe the other company could give it up.
Fu Han felt extremely sorry at this time.
The adults chatted in the living room, and then another car arrived and stopped outside the villa.
A few bodyguards came up and opened the way, but the one at the end was quite good.
Fu Yan opened the door a gap, and glanced at the room with the little girl.
"Mr. Huo..." The girl couldn't help but whispered: "Sangsang, are you still missing a stepmother?"
The little girl's eyes blinked.
At the child's clean and ignorant eyes, Fu Yan stopped joking, but sighed thoughtfully: "Why is the face value so high."
She said: "Seriously, I like Gu Sheng's face the most among you dads."
At the beginning, the external evaluation was the four words of clean temperament.
Gives people the feeling of being banished forever.
Fu Yan couldn't stop speaking, she babbled, "Did Jiang Yan at school successfully catch me by fishing with that clean appearance."
Ye Sang shook his head, the little milk voice stretched a little, "fishing..."
Fu Yan explained: "It's the sea king who fishes randomly, steps on N boats, and can say "He is not a scum, he just wants to give every girl a home"."
The little girl's expression suddenly became a little thoughtful.
...
The adults in the room talked about what Fu Yan and Ye Sang didn't care about. It was nothing more than some hypocritical conversations and cheers between capitalism.
She opened the door and glanced at it just now.
I also heard the hypocritical greetings between the three.
Fu Yan was amazed.
It is worthy of being a boss, and they can't wait to stab each other secretly, and they can greet each other so harmoniously when they meet, which is simply not what mortals can compare.
After Fu Yan sighed, the capitalists over there also hid and ended temporarily.
The little girl showed her round head, and she subconsciously smiled sweetly when she saw Huo Yao, but before she finished the laugh, she heard Fu Han, an untimely person interjecting in:
"Do you need me to let you pack up your things?"
Ye Sang's small mouth drooped slightly, flattened slightly, and his small chin lifted, and said, "I will clean it up by myself."
When Fu Hangang wanted to ridicule, he met the warning glances of the other two people, "..."
Grass.
Reluctantly swallowed the ridicule, turned her head and looked at her without seeing her.
Shen Chuchen and Huo Yao went out together, waiting for their daughter to come out.
The clothes have been packed long ago, and the only things to pack are some of her snacks and toys.
The little girl held the doll in her arms, and she did not know where she took out a ceramic jar.
Fu Yan glanced lightly.
Still a pig.
Ye Sang bit his lip, holding the piggy bank in his hand reluctantly, and under Fu Han's interesting gaze, he broke the piggy inside.
There are hundreds of dollars in it, which is all her "savings".
The little girl handed it over, and the little milk called in a low voice, "Uncle."
"This is all my money."
Ye Sang grabbed the little money in his hand, his slender eyelashes drooped, and his delicate face was as white as a porcelain doll.
This is what she kept for a long time.
"..." Fu Han wanted to spit out all the harsh words stuck in his throat.
He froze for a moment, lifted his eyelids, and looked at the round eyes of the little girl, feeling a little weird, "Give it to me?"
The little girl nodded.
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, looking at her amusedly, completely unable to guess the child's brain circuit, "I'm so broken, would you still give me the money?"
Fu Han saw that Ye Sang really didn't like him.
But this is also human nature, after all, before this, his attitude towards her can be called absolutely bad.
When Fu Han finished speaking, he saw the little girl's face was white and clean, she lowered her head and buckled the small cloth bag slightly with her fingertips. The little milk sounded softly, "But the uncle didn't hurt Sangsang."
Although he is really bad.
But one code is one code.
"..." Fu Han looked at her for a few seconds without speaking.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Sang tentatively leaned his body slightly forward, and then saw that the other party still didn't respond. He suddenly became bold and squeezed the money he had saved for a long time into the other's palm.
Fu Han came back to his senses slightly, looking down at the money Ye Sang forcibly stuffed into his hand with a complex look. The man couldn't help but clenched slightly for a few moments, feeling the temperature of his palm a little hot.
Honestly.
Ye Sang is the most different child he has ever seen.
Before that, he had read thousands of sails and met many people of all kinds.
But no one is like Ye Sang, Chicheng, clean.
(End of this chapter)