511: C511 He Ran away from Home

C511 He Ran away from Home

Wanwan walked back and forth in the living room again and again.

She walked quickly and slowly.

However, she could not shake off the strange feeling of her right leg.

Wanwan comforted herself that this was only the beginning. It was alright. It was alright to take it slowly.

Again and again, the cycle repeated itself.

As she walked, Fu Sihan's figure inexplicably appeared in her mind.

He rushed into the bathroom and angrily shouted why she was disobedient and hurt herself again.

He repeated in a low voice over and over again, "Yan Wanwan, I don't mind." "Baby, it's okay." "Baby, I'm sorry," said Wang Yao.

In order to let her have a good meal, he didn't have to worry about the company laughing at him every day, so he brought her with him.

He would say awkwardly, "You deserve to fall. Your legs are yours."

He took her to the Su family to "vent" his anger. Because of her, he didn't hold back against the Su family, which was closely related to him.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, even though he was extremely unhappy, he still cleaned her up with his stinky face and gently massaged her abdomen with his palm.

In the end, he said, "Wanwan, is it because I agreed to divorce that you can have a good meal?"

Wanwan had never seen Fu Sihan compromise in such a way. He compromised again and again, and even made her feel that he was humble.

However, she could not overcome the hurdle in her heart. She could not overcome the trauma of that almost violent incident, and she also felt an unknown fear of her own legs and future.

Wait. When Wanwan came to her senses, her eyes were already filled with tears. Tears rolled out of her eyes.

It was not that she did not love it, but she could not find the courage to continue to face it together.

Yan Wanwan did not approach the window at all.

Otherwise, she would find that the silver-gray Lamborghini had been parked at the side of the road since the afternoon. The cigarette between the fingers of the man in the driver's seat had not been cut off. The scarlet flames that were either bright or dark were like the heart of a demon at midnight, bouncing.

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Madam Fu went abroad three years ago, and this was the first time she came back.

Fu Sihan and Fu Nanzhu took Old Madame to the airport.

"Where's Tiantian?" Fu Sihan saw that Fu Nanzhu came alone and asked him.

"We play at home." Fu Nanzhu thought about how the little darling was tirelessly fiddling with her human bones and reagent bottles at home, and his eyes became warm.

"You're afraid that Guan Qingjiu will snatch the little girl away at the airport, right?" Fu Sihan saw through what his little brother was planning with a glance.

In order to not leave any bad shadow in Tiantian's childhood, Fu Nanzhu and Guan Qingjiu did not fall out in front of their daughter. In front of their daughter, they still maintained a friendly expression on the surface, but in fact, Guan Qingjiu was already preparing materials to sue the court for her daughter's return.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fu Nanzhu wanted his daughter, but Fu Sihan knew very well that Fu Nanzhu wanted a woman.

The two of them saw a silver-haired Old Madam in a Chanel outfit walking over from afar. She carried a pearl bag in her hand and had a dignified and elegant bearing. Behind her was a living assistant who specialized in pushing luggage.

Old Madam did not greet her two grandsons when she saw them. She looked around and asked, "Where are my granddaughter-in-law and great-granddaughter?"

Fu Sihan's expression was not good to begin with. When he heard her, his thin lips formed a line and he did not speak.

His eldest grandson had always pretended to be mute. Situ demanyue was used to it. She turned to his grandson and asked, "Where's my Tiantian?"

"Grandma, does the grandson not have a great-granddaughter to kiss?" Fu Nanzhu avoided the question and didn't answer.

Old Madam could tell that she would not be able to see her granddaughter for the time being.

"What's there to kiss about? Move aside!" Situ demi-Yue glared at Fu Nanzhu in disgust.

"Where is my Wanwan?" Fu Sihan was watching his little brother's play when he suddenly received a soul questioning from his grandmother.

Situ demanyue knew when she saw Fu Sihan's expression. "You and Wanwan are still arguing? It's been so long since I've coaxed my wife. It's useless!"

"You two, your wife hasn't coaxed properly, and you don't have any children. You, you have a daughter and no wife. It's all useless!" Situ Xianyue was so angry that she walked out by herself. The way she looked at people with disdain was completely different from Old Madam, who was over 80 years old. She didn't forget to tell the driver, "I won't drive with the two of them!"

The driver looked helplessly at Fu Sihan and Fu Nanzhu, Young Master.

Fu Sihan waved his hand. Old Madam was used to being rude and unreasonable.

She was already eighty years old. Could she still be educated?

"I'll go back first. I'll come and visit grandma another day." Fu Nanzhu still had to go back to accompany his daughter. As for grandma, Fu Sihan was enough.

The people of Fu Family had always been like this.

Situ Xianyue initially thought that her eldest grandson and granddaughter-in-law had only gotten into a conflict. When she returned to the First-class Garden, she found out that Yan Wanwan no longer lived here.

"Your wife not only quarreled with you, but also ran away from home?" Situ Xian Yue was in disbelief.

Fu Sihan pursed his lips, not wanting to deal with Old Madam on this matter. He directly showed her the divorce agreement that Yan Wanwan had written for him.

After Situ demanyue finished reading it, she put it aside in embarrassment and said unhappily, "What's wrong with Little Night? Can we just divorce as we wish?"

"Grandma, Fu Yangqian is still in prison. Do you want to visit him?" Fu Sihan changed the topic and put the divorce agreement aside.

"I don't want to look. I only have two grandsons, you and the male lead. Why should I look at him?" Situ demi-Yue said with a straight face, "I didn't even come back for your father's funeral. Why are you looking at Fu Yangqian?"

Old Madam had cheated on Fu Sheng during his marriage. After her wife died, she had corrected the mistress and decided not to see Fu Sheng's son anymore.

If she didn't want her son, the children of the fourth generation of the mistress naturally wouldn't recognize him. Otherwise, they wouldn't have lived abroad for so many years.

Fu Sihan nodded his head in understanding. "Steward Lin, accompany your grandmother. Call me if you need anything."

After saying that, he went upstairs.

Wait. After Fu Sihan left, Old Madam, who was still angry, relaxed her back. Stretching Neck! Looking upstairs, he was sure that Fu Sihan would not come down again. He quickly took over the divorce agreement and looked left and right. He could not find a suitable place to hide.

"Old Madame, what are you doing?" Steward Lin asked.

"Quick! Bring me a glass of water!"

Steward Lin thought Old Madame wanted to drink, so he specially poured some warm water. In the next moment, he saw Situ demanyue "accidentally" pour that cup of water onto the divorce agreement.

"Yan Wanwan" three handwritten signatures were instantly dyed, and very quickly, the handwriting could not be seen clearly.

" Aiya! This person is so old that he can't even hold the water!" Situ demanyue was' vexed 'as she looked at the nearly scrapped divorce agreement and continued to act as a guide. " Aiya! What should we do!?"

Steward Lin looked around and pretended not to see anything.

When Fu Sihan came downstairs, he saw his grandmother sitting obediently on the sofa and looking at him eagerly, like a child who had gotten into trouble and pretended to be calm.

"Han, I have to tell you something." Situ demanyue waved at Fu Sihan, signaling him to go over.1

As soon as Fu Sihan walked over, Situ demanyue took out the divorce agreement that was already half-dried but could not be used anymore and innocently said, "Grandma didn't hold the water properly just now, so I got you wet."

Fu Sihan narrowed his eyes.

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