In the past few months, although he has taken Meng Anhao home to live every day, he still focuses on Meng Ruxin and has few opportunities to accompany this child.

But he ignored the child.

Fu Lin retracted his thoughts and looked down at Meng Anhao, the small one beside him. A trace of guilt flowed through his eyes. He suddenly stopped and squatted down and grabbed Meng Anhao's tiny arm.

"An Hao, is it okay if your dad takes you out for something delicious today? What do you want to eat?"

Meng Anhao tilted his little head, looked at him with round eyes open, and he shook his head for a moment, and a tender voice rang out.

“Is there anything delicious outside?”

Fu Lin frowned, "Have you taken you out for food?"

Meng Anhao shook his head, then a small face rose, "She is not my mother!"

Fu Lin thought that he would say such things when he was angry with Meng Ruxin, and said softly, "An Hao, is it because my mother doesn't come to see you often, so you are angry with my mother? You must know that my mother loves you and wants to get close to you, but if you always push your mother out, my mother will be sad."

This child was particularly repulsive of Meng Ruxin. In order to ease the relationship between mother and son, he also took the child to have dinner with Meng Ruxin before.

But this child was still very repulsive of Meng Ruxin, and he could even see fear in his eyes sometimes.

That is not the look a child should have when he looks at his mother.

I don’t know how the mother and son got along when they were abroad.

But to his pleasure, the child no longer rejects him.

But I never heard him call him "Dad".

Meng Anhao's little head turned and hummed unhappily, "If you continue to speak for that woman, I will ignore you from now on."

Fu Lin was amused by his cute little expression. He raised his hand and touched his little head, his black eyes full of love for the child.

"Okay, Dad won't say anything anymore. Dad is there any time today, can I take you out for food?"

Meng Anhao turned his little head back and pouted, "If there is that woman, I won't go. The food at home is also delicious."

"Is this OK for mom today, only dad will accompany you?"

When Meng Anhao heard that there was no Meng Ruxin, he nodded happily and opened his arms to him, "Then you can carry me into the car."

Fu Lin picked him up with one hand, walked away with his legs and walked to his car, opened the rear door and placed him on the child seat, and tied a safety buckle and seat belt for Meng Anhao.

Just then, Fu Lin's cell phone suddenly rang.

Fu Lin was not in a hurry. After doing all this, he closed the car door and took out his cell phone from his pocket and answered the phone.

It seemed that he was intentionally avoiding Meng Anhao, and Fu Lin continued to walk in front of him by phone.

"What's up?"

"Young Master, Miss Meng did meet Ke Rui. The two went to the teahouse to chat for half an hour before they separated. Except for the strangeness they saw when they met, there was no abnormal behavior."

Opposite the phone is the bodyguard of the Fu family, who has been following Meng Ruxin for the past three days.

On the day of eating in a French restaurant, although Fu Lin chose to believe in Meng Ruxin, after returning to Fu's house in the evening, he sent a bodyguard to secretly follow Meng Ruxin.

Even though he later realized what he had done, he still did not withdraw his bodyguard after thinking about it.

He wanted to know who this neighbor who could make Meng Ruxin worry about it.

If it is a dangerous person, his bodyguard will also protect Xin'er when necessary.

"What's weird about it?"

"The lady Miss Meng is looking for doesn't seem to know Miss Meng, and the two of them were cautious when talking, as if they were afraid of people hearing it, but this is just my guess."

I haven't seen each other for so many years, so it's normal not to know each other.

But speak carefully?

Did the bodyguards misread it, or did they really have any secrets that cannot be known?

Fu Lin didn't dare to continue thinking about it. He was afraid that the more he thought, the more he would be unable to help but doubt Meng Ruxin.

"I understand, you don't have to continue following, come back."

"Yes, Master."

Fu Lin hung up the phone, turned around and opened the door and got into the car without thinking, started the car, and no longer thought about Meng Ruxin's affairs.

Even he himself didn't know whether he really believed in Meng Ruxin or was escaping something.

...

The royal blue sports car drove into the commercial street and slowly lowered.

Fu Lin looked at the rearview mirror, and his gentle face was with a gentle smile and said to Meng Anhao behind him:

"An Hao, choose a restaurant, and my dad will take you to have dinner."

Meng Anhao turned his head and looked out the window. One luxuriously decorated restaurant after another flashed his sight, but he couldn't even get a trace of his interest.

Until a fast food restaurant filled with children came into Meng Anhao's sight, his eyes lit up and he immediately raised his little finger to point at the fast food restaurant that had just flashed.

“I want to eat at that red brand restaurant.”

He is only four years old and doesn't know many words, so he can only describe it like this.

Upon hearing this, Fu Lin hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, turned around and looked at the restaurant outside the car window, and finally stopped his eyes on the KFC sign.

"Who do you want to go to a restaurant with many kids?"

Meng Anhao tilted his head and recalled the scene he had just seen, then nodded.

It seems that there are quite a lot of kids in that restaurant.

Although Fu Lin disagreed with him eating junk food, he thought that he had never eaten these things before, so he followed him this time.

"Okay, Dad parked the car and took you to dinner."

Fu Lin started the car again and turned the direction at the intersection, then drove to the intersection that he had just passed and turned the direction again. Only then did he finally park the car in front of the KFC store.

Fu Lin walked into KFC with Meng Anhao in his arms, instantly attracting a lot of attention.

The man is slender and upright, wearing a light gray brand suit, a white shirt with a light gray tie, with a gentle face, and a very light smile on his lips, but he still gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

There are not only many parents in the store with their children, but also many young girls.

The moment they saw Fu Lin, they suddenly felt that the chicken legs in front of them were no longer fragrant.

But when the young girls felt a pity when they saw the child in his arms.

He looks pretty, just a young and early marriage.

What a pity.

Fu Lin had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, looking at the menus not far away without looking sideways, and walked towards the ordering area.

Just as he was queuing up with Meng Anhao in his arms, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Fu Lin effortlessly changed Meng Anhao to hold him in his left hand, took out his cell phone with his right hand, looked at the number on the screen, his eyes flashed, and then he answered the phone.

"Xin'er, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!