Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

Chapter 118 The cute Fu Lu acts like a baby online【31】

Ever since Fu Lu lost his memory and became mentally ill, although he couldn't remember anything, he unexpectedly fell in love with An Ting. Once An Ting left him or ignored him, his pheromones would begin to explode uncontrollably, whether it was himself or An Ting. Everyone else suffers from it.

Originally, An Ting didn't want to agree to the doctor's advice. After all, Fu Lu's life and death didn't matter to him, but Fu Jin's father found him.

"Mr. An, why don't you sit down first and listen to me slowly."

An Ting pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Fu Jin's father. The man in front of him was wearing a slim suit and his hair was combed back. Even though he was middle-aged, he still had an energetic and youthful air.

"I wonder what Chairman Fu wants to say to me?"

"I know that Fu Lu has hurt you, and I also know that I shouldn't advise you to help Fu Lu, but..."

An Ting didn't want to hear such nonsense, so he immediately interrupted, "Chairman Fu, since you know that Fu Lu has hurt me and you know that you shouldn't persuade me to help Fu Lu, what are you doing now?"

"It's because of my lax discipline. If it weren't for me, Fu Lu wouldn't be like this. But after all, Fu Lu is Fu Jin's younger brother. You are with Fu Jin, and you like Fu Jin so much. You see For Fu Lu's sake, Fu Jin's younger brother, please help Fu Lu, okay?"

"You want me to love Wujiwu, but Fu Lu can't."

After saying that, An Ting stood up and prepared to leave the coffee shop. Chairman Fu immediately became anxious. He stood up and strode forward to An Ting, blocking An Ting's way.

"Mr. An, Fu Lu's current situation is really critical. If his pheromones are no longer under control, he will really become a useless person in the future."

"Even if he dies, he has nothing to do with me. He deserves it."

An Ting took the car back to the apartment immediately after leaving the coffee shop. As soon as he opened the apartment door, he saw Fu Jin sitting on the sofa in the living room, seemingly waiting for him here intentionally.

"Today is not the weekend, don't you have to go to the company to work?"

"My father is looking for you?"

An Ting nodded. He felt that there was nothing that needed to be hidden from Fu Jin, so he said bluntly to Fu Jin: "I will not help Fu Lu. I am a person who must retaliate. He hurt me so much, and I can't repay him with kindness."

Fu Jin had no intention of persuading An Ting to help Fu Lu. He said, "It's a matter of affection for you to help him, and it's your duty not to help him. I won't force you."

"He is your brother, you really can't bear to look at him..."

"When he caused a car accident that made me lose both legs, I gave him face by not pursuing it further. He hurt you. Even if he is my brother, I can't forgive him."

"Then where is your father?"

Fu Jin stroked the broken hair on An Ting's forehead, his obsidian eyes staring at An Ting, "He will understand."

……

A month later, Fu Lu was taken to an island by his father to recuperate as soon as he was discharged from the hospital. An Ting was also kidnapped to the island by Fu Lu's father while shopping.

"You are truly a father and son, and your behavior is equally annoying."

Chairman Fu smiled instead of being angry, "Fu Lu is waiting for you inside. Don't worry, Fu Lu will not hurt you now. Also, if you expect Fu Jin to save you, then you may need some patience. Fu Jin will come to find you." It will probably take more than ten hours here. During these ten hours, I hope you get along well with Fu Lu, he really needs you now."

"Whether he needs me or not has nothing to do with me. You are buying and selling by force. Fu Jin is also your son. Why do you only favor Fu Lu?"

"I never favor anyone, they are all my sons."

……

An Ting was forcibly brought into the villa by Fu Dong's men. At this time, Fu Lu was playing with balloons in the living room of the villa. He puffed up his cheeks and blew up the balloons, but he couldn't do it well.

When Fu Lu saw An Ting, he immediately threw away the balloon in his hand, then ran over and grabbed An Ting's wrist.

An Ting looked at Fu Lu in front of him. He was frightened by Fu Lu's pink lop-eared rabbit pajamas.

He frowned and thought: Why does he always wear pink pajamas every time he sees him?

"Baby, are you willing to come see me? I miss you so much. Why haven't you come to see me during this time?"

An Ting wanted to take his hand out of Fu Lu's, but Fu Lu held on tightly, refusing to give him a chance to pull away.

"Fu Lu, can you let go of my hand?"

Fu Lu looked at An Ting with aggrieved eyes. He shook his head and whispered coquettishly: "No, if I let go, you will abandon me. I can't live without a baby. The baby is mine. I have been waiting for the baby for a long time. Well, the baby can’t live without me.”

"Fu Lu, I'm not your baby. Don't call me that again. Also, stay away from me. I feel sick when I see you."

Fu Lu's eyes instantly turned red and tears fell from his eyes. He was 1.9 and a half meters tall, and he stood in front of An Ting and cried like a child, which frightened An Ting.

"Fu Lu, how old are you? Can you stop doing this?"

Fu Lu pursed her lips and said coquettishly: "The doctor said I have the IQ of a six-year-old now, so I am a three-year-old baby."

"Ah?" The corner of An Ting's mouth twitched unavoidably. He took a half step back, took a deep breath, and kept praying in his heart that Fu Jin could find this place quickly and take him out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

"By the way, baby, I'm going to make something delicious for you. Do you want to come over and help me make a cake?"

"Aren't you a three-year-old baby? Can you still make cakes?"

Fu Lu raised her chin proudly, "Because I'm a genius."

Seeing that Fu Lu was coming to hold hands again, An Ting immediately interrupted, "I'll walk over by myself, you don't need to pull me."

Fu Lu looked disappointed and pouted, "I want to hold hands, baby. Baby's hands are very tender. I like them."

"Make your cake and stop talking nonsense."

If Fu Dong hadn't locked the door and asked someone to guard it outside, An Ting wouldn't have had to stay here in the same room with Fu Lu.

"Baby, I want to make a cute bunny cake, just like you, okay?"

"as you like."

"Baby, this cream is so sweet." Fu Lu dipped his index finger into a little cream, tasted it, and said with a smile, "Would you like to have a taste? This cream is delicious."

After saying that, Fu Lu dipped his index finger into some butter, and then stretched his index finger in front of An Ting.

An Ting frowned and took half a step back, "Make your cake well. I'm not staying here because I forgive you. I still hate you just as much. You should be lucky that you have the same face as Fu Jin, otherwise I would be here now I just want to punch you in the face.”

"Why is the baby so fierce? Do you really want to beat me? But I am so cute, you must not be able to let go of the baby, right?"

Fu Lu rubbed the side of his face against An Ting's cheek. The cute look made An Ting almost soften his heart.