Fu Shichan lifted Mo Xiaoxiao horizontally and walked past them coldly, sparing them not even a glance.
"Mr. Fu, please spare us a life. Mr. Fu, we will never dare to bully your people again. We were just being foolish for a moment!"
"Mr. Fu, we only wanted to play a joke on her. We didn't mean to hurt her. Please be merciful and give us a break..."
Shap collapsed on the ground in despair, his face turning as pale as earth.
It's over. This is it.
He shouldn't have targeted Mo Xiaoxiao from the very beginning. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up expelled from school and drawn into the clutches of that most unwelcome deity.
After returning home, how could he explain to his father?
The Sha family was ruined by the Fu family. His father wouldn't let him break his legs? He would probably be directly subjected to the family law. From now on, if his family has no money, they will be expelled from Beixi City. He will never think about his former life as a young lord again.
It's all because of that vile woman Lu Yunxiang. If it weren't for her manipulation, would he have ended up where he is now?
Shap couldn't hate Fu Shichan. So he shifted all the blame and anger onto Lu Yunxiang. ...
Mo Shaping slept for a while and then woke up.
Her palms felt itchy. Instinctively, she wanted to scratch them. But beside her, a voice said, "Don't move."
Mo Shaping blinked in confusion. Then she turned her head to look.
Just by this blurry figure, she could recognize who it was.
"Uncle."
Mo Shaping called him in a delicate voice, with a strong nasal tone.
"Don't move around. I'm disinfecting you. It will be a bit painful."
Fu Shichan held her fingers and used an iodine cotton swab to wipe and disinfect the wound on her palm. Then he applied some medicine and carefully bandaged it.
He was not a talkative person. At this moment, he remained silent, concentrating on helping her deal with the wound.
Mo Shaping did not make a sound to disturb him. She blinked her thick eyelashes and lay quietly on the sofa.
The living room fell into silence for a moment.
Mo Shaping stared at him without blinking, somewhat lost in thought. She couldn't help but raise her other hand and try to touch his face with her fingers. Just as her fingertips were about to touch him, he turned his head to avoid it.
Fu Shichan raised an eyebrow, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Mo Shaping lowered her head and whispered.
Just now, for some reason, she really wanted to know exactly what the uncle looked like, so she couldn't help extending her hand.
But he dodged it.
A sense of loss passed through Mo Shaping's heart.
Fu Shichan finished treating the wounds on both of her hands and raised his eyes to look at her, asking softly, "Does it hurt?"
Mo Shaping came out of her daze and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."
"The wound can't be exposed to water. Tonight, you can take a bath with cling film on, or... let Aunt Liu come and help you?"
Mo Shaping refused, "No, I can do it myself."
Such a private matter as taking a bath, she was not used to having someone else around.
Fu Shichan gave a faint "um", and then said, "Tomorrow I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up."
"Ah? Why?"
It wasn't the time for the re-examination yet.
"You cried a lot today, and your eye pressure rose. It's not good for your eye recovery."
Mo Shaping was somewhat resistant. She bit her lower lip and softly argued, "I didn't cry very hard. It shouldn't have any effect, right?"
Fu Shichan curled his lips. "Not that it's not very hard to cry? My coat is still wet."
The little girl leaned against his chest, wetting his clothes all over with her tears. She said that she didn't cry very hard.
Mo Shaping's cheeks slightly flushed, feeling a bit embarrassed. She stammered, "Then, I... I'll help you wash the clothes."
"No need. You... Just rest well."
Fu Shichan originally wanted to blurt out the nickname "Little Blind Man", but thinking that Mo Shaping was somewhat concerned about these words, he swallowed his words.
Mo Shaping sat up from the sofa, folded the summer blanket and placed it in the corner of the sofa.
She was about to take a bath when she suddenly thought of a question.
After she fainted due to crying, how did she get upstairs?
Before losing consciousness, she was leaning in Uncle's arms, so...
Thinking of this possibility, Mo Shaping froze and asked without hesitation, "Uncle, did you carry me upstairs?"
Fu Shichan admitted frankly, "Yes. Otherwise?"
After saying that, he saw Mo Shaping's clear eyes gradually widening, her mouth slightly opening, and her cheeks gradually turning red.
The little girl nervously blinked, feeling as if she wanted to find a crack to hide in.
Her reaction was so big that Fu Shichan had to speak up to remind her, "Mo Shaping, I'm your husband."
A wife who has been married for a long time can't even hold her husband?
Mo Shaping's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and her tone was soft. "Yes... I know. I just can't get used to it for the moment."
She didn't say he wasn't.
However, she had never been in contact with men before, so she was a bit unaccustomed.
Fu Shichan looked at her with deep eyes and his tone was unshakable, "From now on, you need to gradually get used to it."
Mo Shaping puffed out her cheeks and quickly said "Um". She shyly ran into the secondary bedroom and slammed the door.
If Fu Shihan didn't have good hearing, he wouldn't have been able to hear her "ah" at all.
His lips curved into a pleasant smile.
Why hadn't I noticed before that teasing her was so much fun?
The little girl was silly and dull, cute and adorable, like a clumsy little rabbit, making people unable to resist wanting to bully her.
The next day, Mu Shaping asked Fang Yanran to help her take a leave.
"Yanran, I'm going to the hospital for an eye checkup today. Could you please help me ask the teacher for a leave? I'm afraid the teacher will call my name."
"OK. Are your eyes all right? When can you come back?"
"I'm fine. I can come back after the checkup. Thank you, Yanran."
After the voice call, Mu Shaping heard the phone notification: "An emergency contact has sent you a message. The content is as follows: I have an emergency and can't go to your school. I'll have my assistant drive you to the East Gate."
The only emergency contact in her phone was Uncle Fu, who had set it up when he bought the phone.
During class yesterday, Mu Shaping had muted her phone, so she didn't hear this message.
It turned out there was a big misunderstanding.
If she had heard the message earlier, she could have gone to the East Gate to wait, and wouldn't have encountered what happened later.
Fu Shihan had something important to do at the company. Today, Wang Assistant drove Mu Shaping to the hospital.
On the way, Wang Assistant explained to her: "Miss Mu, the door you usually go out through can't park. So I had to wait for you at the East Gate."
Mu Shaping nodded, "Yes, I know. Next time I'll go to the East Gate to wait in advance."
At the hospital, Mu Shaping underwent a series of detailed examinations of her entire body.
After Fu Shihan finished handling the matter, he hurriedly arrived at the hospital and asked, "How are the results?"
Mu Shaping was lying on the hospital bed receiving intravenous infusion, "Uncle Fu, please rest assured. The doctor said I'm fine."
"Really?"
"Of course. Why would I lie to you?"
Fu Shihan didn't even notice that he had let out a sigh of relief. "Those people who bothered you will never appear in front of you again."
Mu Shaping was stunned. Her first reaction wasn't thinking of Shap, but she thought that the uncle didn't accompany her in the morning. It turned out that he had gone to handle this matter.