In the end, he really had no choice.
He couldnât just stay at the police station and not leave.
With a child hanging on his leg, Fu Shang got into Lian Jueâs car with a sullen face. He had to get Fu xingchen home first.
When they were in the car.
Fu xingchen sat on the left side of Fu min, and the child hugged her neck softly, looking like an obedient little angel.
The condition was that he didnât call her mom.
Feeling a Pat on his shoulder, Fu Shang looked to his right and saw Lian Jue handing him a phone. His voice was cold and his slender fingers were white and beautiful.
âLetâs add each other on WeChat, I have something to tell you.â
Fu Shang was stunned. Following Lian Jueâs line of sight, she saw Fu xingchen, the little boy.
She instantly understood.
There was probably something that the child couldnât hear.
They added each other on WeChat.
Lian Jue quickly sent a long string of messages.
Lian Qi: â Iâm sorry. My cousin has autism. He barely talks and doesnât know how to communicate with people. Iâll have to trouble you this time. If itâs possible, Iâd like to ask you to wait for him to fall asleep before you leave, alright? [ thank you. ]
Fu Shangâs eyes flashed with surprise.
Autism?
No wonder she always felt that this child was strange.
She was too quiet and too well-behaved.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
At first, she thought that he was introverted and didnât think that he was autistic.
Fu Zhen lowered his thick and long eyelashes.
He tapped his finger twice.
[ alright. ]
At this time, Fu xingchen suddenly reached out his little hand and softly touched Fu minâs face.
â..ï¼â
The child said in a childish voice,âmom â¦â Pretty â¦â
Facing the childâs sparkling eyes â¦
Fu min couldnât bear to blame him, but his face turned red as his breath was stuck in his throat.
âI. Am. Not. Your. Mom.â
Anyone could hear the anger in Fu minâs words.
Unfortunately, the autistic little one was not human ⦠Bah, I canât tell.
Lian Jueâs lips twitched.
As he spoke, the young man held Fu xingchenâs face with his slender fingers and turned his little face back, his voice slightly serious.
âFu xingchen, brother is a boy. You canât call him mom.â
The child stared at the flail.
He didnât speak at first.
Then, she turned her head stubbornly and called out âmommyâ to Fu Shang.
Lian Jue was speechless.
He looked up at Fu min and asked, ââWhy donât you pretend to be his mother for a while?â
Fu Shang was speechless.
Before Fu min could say anything.
Fu xingchen reached out his hand again and pointed at Lian Qiâs face, saying crisply, ââDaddy.â
Lian Jue was speechless.
Lian Qi said,âforget it, I canât be wronged.â If the child is disobedient, just give him a beating.â
Fu Shang laughed,âhahahahahahahahahahaha.â
She was gloating.
But he still subconsciously protected Fu xingchen and didnât let Lian Qi beat him up.
Lian Jue, are you crazy? heâs still a kid! How could you hit him? are you even human? â
Fu xingchen put his arms around Fu Shangâs neck.
âSwish!â
Lian Jue was speechless.
He took a deep breath, then turned to look out of the window to make sure that he would not die of anger.
*
After a long time.
After all, childrenâs physical strength wasnât good. After arriving at the Lian familyâs house, little Fu xingchen fell asleep in a daze. It was Fu Shang who carried him down.
But the moment he entered the Lian familyâs house.
She saw a small firecracker rushing towards her.
Lian Qi quickly grabbed the child.
He didnât let him bump into Fu min.