The man’s body seed to be electrocuted, his face instantly changed, bending over in pain and curling up.
Seeing his reaction, Fu Yu’an snorted, turned around, and quickly ran out of the room, darting back to the school building, grabbed his backpack, and ran outside the school.
During this journey, he brewed up his emotions, planning to start crying as soon as he saw the bodyguard who ca to pick him up.
Unexpectedly, the one who ca to pick him up turned out to be Fu Shihan.
Inside the car, one big, one small, their eyes t.
Fu Shihan looked at his tearful appearance and raised his eyebrows.
Under his gaze, Fu Yu’an silently wiped away his tears, the emotions he’d prepared could no longer be used.
Crying in front of Dad was useless, not useful at all, it was better to speak properly.
"A teacher bullied ."
Sniffing, Fu Yu’an cald his emotions and started to complain.
"He asked to take off my clothes, wanted to examine my body."
Fu Shihan’s car-starting motion paused, he turned his head to look at him: "And then?"
"Then I hit him, and I escaped."
"Where did you hit him?"
"With the infertility punch Uncle Rui taught , hit him in the crotch."
Fu Shihan glanced at the crowd at the school gate, stopped the car again.
First, he made a call to soone positioned inside the school, told him the location of the person, then, took Fu Yu’an out of the car, and leisurely walked inside.
Fu Yu’an couldn’t help but looking up at the person beside him as they walked.
Other than at ho, Fu Shihan rarely spent ti with him, let alone in front of so many people.
Since the first day of school, soone had been telling him not to let others know who his dad was, it’s best not to easily tell others his na either.
Day after day, year after year, these words were deeply imprinted in Fu Yu’an’s mind, even though not so willingly, he complied obediently.
Because if he wanted to see Dad, he had to be obedient.
Right now, he looked at Fu Shihan beside him, then at those who were going in the completely opposite direction, many were watching them.
Fu Yu’an suddenly stopped, slowed down a beat. When Fu Shihan looked at him again, he’d already moved to the side.
Fu Shihan looked at the distance that opened between them, frowned slightly.
"Over there."
Yangyang turned his head to et his gaze, then pointed to a certain building ahead.
"But I don’t know if that person is still there. But even if he’s not, it’s alright, I rember what he looks like!"
Fu Shihan wasn’t in a hurry, since soone could infiltrate the school, of course he could be found.
Moreover, there were plenty of surveillance caras in this school, one would surely capture a frontal view, catching the person was only a matter of ti.
"The wind is too strong, you’re too far away, I can’t hear what you’re saying."
Looking down at the smaller version of himself, Fu Shihan couldn’t help but chuckle, speaking softly.
He’d never really cared much about Little Budian’s looks, but now looking closely, he felt a subtle sensation.
In the three years since Yangyang was born, the number of tis Fu Shihan had seen him could truly be counted on two hands.
For no other reason, in searching the world for a certain woman surnad Su, he was unwilling to return to that ho where every corner carried traces of her.
In the blink of an eye, that little fellow who used to only lie in bed crying had grown so big.
Fu Shihan couldn’t rember what he looked like as a child, but looking at Yangyang, he felt maybe...
This is probably how it was.
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