Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

"Dad...Dad...Why are you at home?"

Fu Sishen shrank his neck like a quail, and turned tremblingly, just to see his dad standing behind him, this scene is comparable to the scene of a horror movie to him.

It's scary.

"Something." Fu Heng said lightly, obviously not wanting to talk more.

He passed his son, walked into the room and picked Qingqing up from the bed, putting her in small clothes and pants in a skillful manner.

Qingqing seemed to be very used to being taken care of in this way. She stretched her arms and legs cooperatively, and got dressed with Fu Heng's help in a few moments.

"Are you hungry?"

Fu Heng asked in a low voice, and Fu Sishen at the door was dumbfounded by the obvious softness in that tone.

Is this man really his dad?

His dad is a moving iceberg all year round, and he doesn't even have any expressions for his mother. The two live like a pair of two-pole magnets, they will never touch each other, and they cling together so hard that even his son is awkward.

So this gentle man...is fake?

Fu Sishen looked complicated.

"I want to eat ice cream!"

Qingqing, who didn't know the complex thoughts of the youngest son at the door, said excitedly, his head was erected happily, completely forgetting the previous "sugar ban".

"No." Sure enough, he was coldly rejected.

"...Oh." Dumbledore fell down, grieving along with the master.

"Just give her a little bit of food, she should be fine."

Fu Sishen couldn't bear to see it, and couldn't help holding his father's death sight to help Qingqing speak.

"She has eaten enough today, and she will have a stomachache if she eats it again."

Fu Heng was unmoved, and coldly rejected the youngest son's proposal.

It was inconvenient to talk here, Fu Heng simply took Qingqing out, and Fu Si followed them subconsciously.

Looking at the very harmonious figures in front of him, one big and one small, Fu Sishen still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart: "Dad, who is this kid?"

His brother's illegitimate daughter?

His parents are carrying his third-born sister?

Could it be the old lady of his grandfather and grandmother, his little aunt? !

Or grandpa always grows stronger, outside...

"It's your mother."

Before Fu Sishen continued to harm the elders, Fu Heng successfully intercepted his dangerous thoughts.

"Oh, it turned out to be my mother... ah???? You said this little bit is my mother? Dad, your mind is okay?"

Frightened too much, Fu Sishen even forgot the awe of his father. He didn't have a door on his mouth, and he dared to go out bald at anything.

It wasn't until he saw Fu Heng's dark face that he realized that he was covering his mouth badly, and smiled at his dad in embarrassment without fail.

"Hehehe..."

"The second fool at the entrance of the village."

Qingqing pointed to Fu Sishen's milky voice.

Fu Sishen: "..."

Bear boy, you can shut up, it hurts uncle to hit someone.

No, this is the fuck.

What should I do? The Three Views are broken and can’t be put together.

It wasn't that Fu Si was very cautious, so he could easily accept this bizarre thing.

But he knew that his dad kept his promises and never lied. Generally, there is only one answer that can be told from his mouth: facts.

And this fact was not without a trace before.

For example, his brother's strange attitude towards Qingqing, and Qingqing always calls his son...

"This is actually true."

He stared blankly at Qingqing's childish little face that was so similar to his own, and carefully observed that if Qingqing grows up, his facial features will grow, it will be exactly the same as his mother.

So this little guy is really the fuck?

Why is his mother... getting smaller?

Fu Sishen was really stupid this time.

No way, the impact was too great, he needs to restart his brain.

Without waiting for the silly son to return to his senses, Fu Heng took Qingqing to go out.

Since discovering that his wife has become bizarrely small, he has dispersed all the servants in the family immediately to prevent the secret from being discovered.

As a result, there is a lack of daily necessities for children at home, and I have to go out to buy them.

Before working out how to change his wife back, Fu Heng decided to hide the news to death, and declared that Gu Qingqing had gone abroad for a trip.

Anyway, this is also the normal life of wealthy and leisurely wealthy ladies, no one will doubt anything.

"Dad, you wait."

Seeing his father preparing to go out with his shrunken mother, Fu Sishen, who had just recovered, was suddenly panicked.

He crawled and rushed in front of the two of them, opened his arms to intercept the way forward, and was very brave in action. As a result, he caught his dad's gaze and became habitually persecuted.

Alas, why did the two brothers grow up under the majesty of their father when they were young, and the psychological shadow is a bit deep.

Qingqing tilted her head and looked at Fu Sishen, who was behaving strangely. He didn't know what he was doing and rushed to block the way.

"Dad..." After hesitating and hesitating, Fu Sishen decided to go all out: "Dad, you won't hand my mother over to the country? I...I won't let you succeed."

No matter how the mother and child are at odds, this is his mother, and Fu Sishen can't just watch his father hurt his mother.

Fu

Heng: "..."

Qing Qing: "..."

Is this stupid her son?

Suddenly I didn't want it very much.

Qingqing looked disgusted, don't think that a three-year-old kid can't understand what a fool is like, she can understand.

Fu Heng's face darkened slightly. .

As an adult, his thinking is a little more complicated, unlike the young and innocent Qingqing. From the attitude of his youngest son, Fu Heng can even see some problems that have been ignored for a long time.

"Do you think I will hurt your mother?"

He is so distrusted by his son?

Or from the perspective of his son, the relationship between himself and his mother is really so bad?

"..." Fu Sishen was afraid to speak.

To say it would be too hurtful, and to say that it would not be obviously against his will, so he could only remain silent.

Seeing him like this, Fu Heng still doesn't understand.

"I just want to take your mother to buy some children's products."

After all, the wife does not know how long it will last. Taking care of the children is a meticulous job, so she can't be prepared for nothing.

"You..." stared at the younger son solemnly: "It's okay to read more, don't always mess with those messy things with those friends."

Fu Sishen, who had not had time to be embarrassed because of his misunderstanding, was preached, and immediately resembled a cat with a blown hair, and angrily retorted: "What is a mess? The current national comic industry has a good prospect... "

However, no one listened to him. Fu Heng had already taken Qingqing and drove away.

"!" Fu Sishen, who wanted to breathe fragrance and because of his childhood education, could not find any suitable vocabulary, poured himself two large glasses of ice water with anger.

"Uncle, what are we going to buy?" Qingqing squatted on the window curiously, looking at the regressive scenery outside, and turned to ask Fu Heng.

"You have to buy everything." Fu Heng said.

He took Qingqing to the mall to make a big purchase, filled with several big bags, and pressed his hands heavily.

Had it not been for Fu Heng's habit of exercising all year round and maintaining good physical strength, I am afraid he would not be able to hold so many things.

Qingqing's small hands were tied to the anti-lost artifact, and he followed Fu Heng obediently, his short legs leaping on the ground.

Her child is not qualitative, and there are too many various temptations in the shopping mall. Every time she walks, she will be hooked away. If it were not for the anti-lost artifact, she would have forgotten in which'gentle town' Up.

"Oh, isn't this Chairman Fu?"

When I was about to go back after shopping, suddenly there was an artificially sharp female voice on the road.

Qingqing was frightened by the sound and couldn't bear it

Fu Heng hid behind his back, pulled his small body on his lap, and looked at the voice of the owner.

The visitor was a professional woman in a capable suit, but she was obviously a serious and dignified suit. Wearing it on the other party just added an air of dust and a sense of violation.

Maybe it has something to do with her overly gorgeous face with delicate makeup.

To be honest, this strange aunt is very beautiful, but Qingqing intuitively doesn't like her.

"Mr. Wu." Fu Heng paused and greeted quietly.

He didn't mean to pester the other person too much, he wanted to leave after greeting politely.

Some people were ignorant, twisted their high heels and stopped in front of them.

"Don't rush away, Chairman Fu, what you left with me last time, but you haven't taken it away yet."

This is ambiguous, if someone who doesn't know the inside story hears it, there will definitely be some special misunderstandings.

At least, the uncle who was secretly taking pictures around the corner should have misunderstood it?

Qingqing's big clear eyes stared straight at a low-key man in the corner of the mall.

Wu Li, who was unable to hook up with Fu Heng, was frustrated one after another, and finally noticed the Qing Qing who was closely following his feet.

She decided to curve to save the country.

"This child is so cute. Is this Chairman Fu your daughter?"

As he said, the hand doing the sharp manicure stretched out to Qingqing's white tender face.

Qingqing stepped back with fright, Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, a trace of sullenness crossed his cold eyes: "Mr. Wu, please take care of yourself!"

Relentlessly separated Wu Li's hand with a shopping bag, regardless of how painful she was covering her hand, she left with Qingqing.

There is no need to be polite for inexplicable neuroses.

"Hey... I was so lucky today. I didn't expect to get such a good anise if I came to buy a cup of coffee."

The man in the corner adjusts his camera and prepares to take a few more high-definition big pictures. Now take one more, and then he will be able to get an extra mask fee from Chairman Fu.

"Uncle, what are you taking?"

I don't know when, a pair of pink lace princess shoes stood in front of the sneaky man, and the princess dress of the same style blocked the camera's view.

"Little kid, go away!"

The man who was waiting to get a big exclusive news put down the camera irritably, raised his head and yelled at Qingqing, only to meet Fu Heng's icy eyes.

"Fu...Chairman Fu!" He fell to the ground, shaking.

I don't even know when the most beloved camera fell on the ground.

Fu Heng put down a few bags of items, freed up a hand, leaned over and picked up the camera on the ground, opened it, and looked at the stored pictures inside.

The more he watched, the colder his face became. Finally, he simply pulled out the electronic memory card of the camera, suppressed his anger and said to the sneak shot: "This gentleman, I hope you can be so confident when you receive the lawyer's letter."

"Chairman Fu, I'll delete the photos immediately, please don't sue me!" The sneak shot of Miaocao was crying and knelt in front of Fu Heng humblely begging for mercy.

But I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. His voice was a little loud, and it was a shopping mall with people coming and going.

After a while, there was a circle around to watch the lively melon-eaters wall.