Contract marriage, don't be tempted, President

Chapter 390 Why?

Fu Cheng patted her back and comforted her.

"Stop crying. I told you not to look at it, but you didn't listen."

“That’s your fault too.”

Lin Yahui hugged him and beat him unhappily, but her strength was weak.

"You bad guy! I hate you!"

Fu Cheng patted her back to calm her down.

“Well, I’m a bad guy.”

Not knowing what he heard, Fu Cheng moved his ears slightly, then picked up Lin Yahui

"Let's go upstairs and sleep, it's already late."

Lin Yahui hugged him tightly, as if trying to suppress the sadness in her heart.

She obviously didn't think about it.

She almost forgot about it.

why

Why should she remember it again?

Lin Yahui looked at the person holding her through her hazy vision

He carried himself out like this three years ago.

But why

What should I do to make her remember it again?

Compared to three years ago, his expression was less angry and more helpless, and he was still as mature as ever.

"Brother Cheng..."

Her voice was soft and broken.

"Ok?"

Fu Cheng looked down at her

"what happened?"

The gentle voice as always made her feel a little unreal

Lin Yahui reached out and poked Fu Cheng's face

"Brother Cheng..."

She held him tighter.

"I'm scared"

"Well, I'm here. I will protect you, just like we agreed before."

Lin Yahui put her head on his shoulder and nodded silently

"Um"

Fu Cheng took Lin Yahui upstairs, and Fu Yexing came out of the study.

"Is there anything else...that I don't know?"

He opened Fu Cheng's computer with ease, and when he saw the content on the interface, his breath paused for a moment.

In the picture, a girl is covered in blood, lying on the ground in a mess, surrounded by many torture instruments.

With trembling hands, he put on the headphones that Fu Cheng had left behind.

The little girl's heart-wrenching cry and begging for mercy were heard instantly.

He felt like he was electrocuted. He took off his headphones and threw them aside in a panic to calm his aching heart.

What is that?

With doubts in mind, Fu Yexing walked up the stairs

In the master bedroom, Fu Cheng gently put Lin Yahui down, tucked in the quilt, and patted her back to comfort her.

"Sleep well, I'm here"

After making sure that Lin Yahui was asleep, Fu Cheng got up and leaned on the railing on the second floor, looking at Fu Yexing leisurely.

"See?"

"How did you..."

Before Fu Yexing finished speaking, Fu Cheng nodded to the other earphone on his ear.

"You heard it all..."

"Tell me, what are your thoughts?"

Fu Yexing was silent for a moment, then clenched his fist unconsciously.

"What are those...?"

"The daughter of the Lin family was kidnapped a month before her coming-of-age ceremony. The Lin family was worried for a long time, and they were relieved only when they saw her at her birthday party."

Fu Cheng looked him straight in the eyes

"Don't you know everything?"

Fu Yexing pursed her lips

“I know… and I don’t know”

Fu Cheng turned around, leaned his elbow against the railing, and looked sideways at Fu Yexing.

"You always thought that she was a rose that grew up in a greenhouse?"

Fu Yexing nodded slightly

"Because I think you guys treat her very well."

“It’s not a question of whether it’s good for her or not.”

Fu Cheng was silent for a moment, then turned his attention to Lin Yahui who was sleeping on her stomach.

"She had long been pulled out of the greenhouse, had her spine broken, and then was trampled into the soil."

"I've talked to you about this before. Don't just look at her superficial optimism. Look deeper into her wry smile."

“I was a little naive.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

"Then her depression is..."

“Yeah, that was back then.”

"But, she never tried to please others in a humble way before."

"Can you guess the general idea based on this alone?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to guess. It's meaningless now."

He himself did not realize that his voice was trembling.

Just from the picture just now, we can roughly infer some

But he didn't dare to think about it. He didn't dare to think about how the little girl he loved so much was abused on the eve of his birthday.

No wonder she used to treat Fu Cheng as the only person close to her.

People always have a filter for the light that takes them out of the mud.

Besides, without the filter, he is perfect.

Seeing his regret, Fu Cheng patted him on the shoulder.

"Are you still upset about that month? Are you still jealous?"

"No...I was wrong, I apologize"

"Well, that's enough"

“Mmm…Hmm, um…”

The sound of sobbing came intermittently

Fu Cheng looked over

“She’s waking up.”