702: C702 Comfort

C702 Comfort

"Does Fourth Young Master plan to donate directly to charity organizations or to specific donations?" The lawyer asked.

"Donate to the Children's Fund. You can do whatever you want with the rest." Fu Nanzhu said lightly, "My father never cared about my son. The money he left behind can help other people's children. It can be considered as giving him good karma. "

As expected of a brother. Even at this time, he still did not forget to ridicule Fu Sheng.

It could be seen how bad Fu Sheng treated these two brothers. In the hearts of these two brothers, he had a very high impression of them.

Fu Sheng's miserable ending today was merely his own suffering.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Fu Sihan and Fu Nanzhu, the two brothers, the lawyer, and the old butler finalized all the matters and ownership of Fu Sheng's inheritance. They tacitly went back to their rooms.

"You... don't even want to offer incense?" Wanwan was a little surprised by Fu Nanzhu's coldness, or rather, coldness.

Fu Nanzhu smiled and asked, "What made sister-in-law think that I am a good son?"

Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it was you who rushed back after a long journey?"

"I rushed back not for him. I rushed back because I didn't want Tiantian to be taught that her daddy is a cold-blooded person. Besides, there are some things that need my signature to solve. The sooner I solve it, the sooner I can finish it."

Fu Sheng's smile did not change. Wanwan found that ever since Guan Qingjiu came back, her uncle had become more gentle. Of course, he was fake and gentle. He was really evil.

Fu Nanzhu had not returned for many years. The Fu Family's Old Residence still retained Fu Nanzhu's room, which was next door to Fu Sihan's room.

When they returned to their rooms, Wanwan said, "Actually, I subconsciously feel that Fu Nanzhu and... your father have a good relationship."

" Oh? " Fu Sihan paused to unbutton his shirt and asked Yan Wanwan with interest, "Why do you think so?"

"I... I heard people gossiping about your Fu Family. They said that he was also Fu Sheng's son. But Fu Nanzhu, this youngest son, is much more likable to Fu Sheng than you." Wanwan hesitated for a moment before she told the truth. She was worried that her words would remind Fu Sihan of the sadness of his childhood.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sihan smiled and said, "That's right. But this did not affect the fact that he did not treat Nan Zhu well. Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wanwan looked up at Fu Sihan with a deep gaze.

After a while, she asked, "What about you?"

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows.

Wanwan said, "He doesn't treat Fu Nanzhu well. What about you?"

"What? Does he care about me?" Fu Sihan was stunned for a moment. He laughed lightly and walked towards Yan Wanwan.

He had only taken off half of his clothes when his collar was wide open, revealing his fair and firm chest. It was sexy and powerful.

"Fu Sihan, you have had a hard time when you were young, right?" Wanwan looked up at him and did not move. Her eyes were slightly moist.

Fu Sihan had not thought about his childhood for a long time, especially after knowing Yan Wanwan.

When he was young...

He thought about it. When his mother was still alive, she was fine. She didn't have to worry about food and clothing. After his mother passed away, Situ demanyue tried her best to protect him and Fu Nanzhu.

It was just that there were countless times when she wanted to exchange the first place prizes and trophies for Fu Sheng's smiling face.

It was just that she had shouted out the word "daddy" countless times, but didn't respond.

He could only watch Fu Sheng doting on Fu Manhua and Fu Yangqian with an expression of disgust towards him.

It was just that he needed to face Mi Siyue and Fu Sheng again and again to argue.

To Fu Sheng, Fu Sihan's genius intelligence was the capital for him to brag. But it was also a big threat to him. Fu Sheng was worried that Fu Sihan would threaten his position when he grew up, and he was also worried that Fu Sihan would take away all the things that belonged to Fu Manhua.

Because of this, after Fu Manhua's mother conspired with outsiders to set him up in the car accident, not only did Fu Sheng not investigate this matter, but he also doted on Fu Manhua and her daughter even more.

Fu Sihan only wanted to smile awkwardly after everything that had happened in the past.

"Will I suffer?" Fu Sihan asked Yan Wanwan in an arrogant manner.

Everyone knew that Third Young Master Fu was born in a noble family. He was smart and ruthless. He was decisive and decisive. No matter how they looked at it, he did not look like a person who would be at a disadvantage.

However, Wanwan did not believe him.

Fu Sihan was still a child. How ruthless could his methods be?

How could a truly vicious person raise a younger brother like Fu Nanzhu, who looked like a dog?

"Alright." Fu Sihan saw that Yan Wanwan did not believe him, so he pretended to compromise and sighed, "It is not considered bitter, but I am unhappy."

Wanwan gently hugged him and comforted him, "It's okay. It's all in the past."

As she said that, she even used her hand to pat his back.

"Yan Wanwan, do you think I'm sweet?" Fu Sihan looked down at the woman in his arms and said, "I'm still sad. Why don't Mrs Fu use other methods to comfort me?"

Wanwan raised her head and met the man's mocking gaze. The subtext was very obvious.

If Fu Sheng had not suddenly died, he would have been actively acting out the little tied up article that he had seen in the superfluous words.

Wanwan snorted, "Then I think you might as well dream."

Fu Sihan was so angry that he laughed.

In fact, both of them knew that Fu Sihan was just saying it.

Fu Sheng was still lying in the mourning hall of the adjacent building. It was not appropriate for him to do such a thing here.

Even if he did not care whether it was appropriate or not, he was not in the mood to do so.

Fu Sihan took his pajamas and planned to take a shower in another bedroom. He suddenly thought of something and asked Yan Wanwan, "Will you be afraid if you take a shower alone?"

Wanwan was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant. Fu Sheng's ice coffin should be in the hall not far away.

"I'm not afraid." Wanwan said, "His death has nothing to do with me. What's there to be afraid of? And I am a firm materialist. "

Fu Sihan stared at Yan Wanwan for two seconds. He only walked out of the bedroom after confirming that she was not trying to be brave.

After Wanwan finished bathing, she came out and found that Fu Sihan had not returned yet.

She thought that he had something to delay, so she went back to the bed to lie down and wait for him.

After a while, the door was opened, and a man came in with a body full of moisture.

Wanwan turned around and directly put into the man's arms and asked doubtfully, "You just finished washing?"

Fu Sihan replied, "Yes."

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on. Because the old housekeeper, Gu Nian, had some relationship with Fu Sheng, tonight she would pave the way for Fu Sheng's death spirits according to the old custom.

Fu Sihan closed the window and closed the curtains to avoid annoying his eyes. It was dark in the bedroom, and he could not see a vague outline of Fu Sihan. He could not even see his facial features clearly.

"Why did you take so long to wash?" He still had so much water vapor on him. He must have just come out of the bathroom.

Wanwan tilted her head and wanted to see his eyes clearly, but no matter how hard she looked, she could not see clearly. "Fu Sihan, did you secretly cry when you were bathing?"

Fu Sihan laughed angrily. Even if he could not see clearly, he could still accurately pinch Yan Wanwan's face. He sneered disdainfully, "I will cry?"

A scene instantly appeared in Wanwan's mind - Fu Sihan half-knelt on the ground, his forehead stepping on her legs.

His voice at that time was unusually hoarse and patient. She felt that she had something wet thrown over her trousers and soaked her skin.

She also saw the faint tears at the corners of the man's eyes.

That Fu Sihan was asking her if she could stay.

He had clearly forgotten about his embarrassment at that time, or rather, he had selectively forgotten about it.

Since that was the case, then let her keep this precious friendship in her heart.

"No." Wanwan replied.

"That's right." Fu Sihan pulled Yan Wanwan into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Wanwan put her hand on his waist. Half a second later, she propped herself up and moved closer to his face according to where she felt.

"Wanwan..." Fu Sihan felt Yan Wanwan's breathing getting closer and closer.

Finally, the warm and gentle lips pressed on his lips.

It was full of gentleness and comfort.

Wanwan returned to his embrace and said, "Even if your heart is very strong, I will still comfort you."

Fu Sihan's heart stopped beating. He slightly curled his finger and laughed at himself silently.

Originally, even he felt that he did not care about it. He had been completely disappointed in Fu Sheng. He personally sent Fu Sheng to prison and destroyed the people and things that Fu Sheng cared about the most. He had made Fu Sheng suffer alone even after his death, and no one from the Fu's had ever sent him off.

But now, when Yan Wanwan said the word "comfort," he wasn't completely indifferent.

"I don't need comfort." Fu Sihan heard his own voice in the quiet air.

"I know you don't need it. I just want to comfort you. Let's go through the process. Mr Fu, will you give me this chance?"

"Give it to me."

The man's voice sounded helpless and full of indulgence.

I will give whatever Mrs Fu wants.

I will give her my life.

"En..." Wanwan pretended to be thinking, as if she was considering the words to comfort her.

Then she said, "You still have grandma who loves you, friends, and me, so don't be too sad. Some people are gone, just like how I took away your bad memory when you were young. They will disappear in the future. "

Wanwan suddenly understood Madam Fu's way of doing things. To them, Fu Sheng might have died a long time ago. His death not only helped Madam Fu eliminate part of her guilt, but also made Fu Sihan and his brother less tied up.

But what was more fortunate was that Fu Sihan and Fu Nanzhu did not know that it was Madam Fu's intention to kill Fu Sheng.

"Yan Wanwan, your consolation is not sincere at all." Fu Sihan said.

Wanwan felt a little guilty. "Why is there no sincerity?"0

She really did not know how to comfort people. It was alright to trick little kids like Tiantian or Misko.

"Have you seen anyone who seriously comforts people without even adding a title? She opened her mouth to say you?" Fu Sihan acted as if he was serious.

Wanwan,... "" Fine, you are actually struggling with the title problem.

"Han, I will add it. That should be enough, right?"

"Shouldn't it be husband?"

Wanwan felt that it was a wrong idea and decision to seriously comfort Fu Sihan!

Wanwan angrily buried her head into his arms.

Sleep!

She closed her eyes and actually heard the man's deep laughter. The man's chest also trembled.

The powerful Third Young Master Fu did not need any consolation!

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