Qin Lan looked up in surprise. Could a minor really have a four-year-old child?
Before Qin Lan could recover from her astonishment, the car door was abruptly
opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man in a military uniform stepped out of
the car.
There was a slight crease between his eyebrows, and his sharp gaze fell on the
teenager like a sword.
Qin Lan recognized him, Fu Wensheng, and if she remembered correctly, he was now a
general.
The Fu family, a symbol of power in the imperial capital.
Whenever people talk about the powerful in the imperial capital, the Fu family comes
to mind first, the family that can shake the capital with a stamp of their foot.
Qin Lan didn't understand the Fu family well; to be precise, the Fu family has always
been very secretive. They show no signs to the outside world, not even a hint of
weakness.
The old master of the Fu family has always maintained a neutral attitude to the outside
world. No matter how fierce the disputes, he always ensures the Fu family's safety
through various conflicts.
This is one of the reasons why the Fu family has been able to stand tall for so long.
Qin Lan was still being held up by the teenager with both hands. His eyes, like a deep
pool, showed no emotion. Seeing that Fu Wensheng made no indication, the teenager,
with a cold face that showed no change, withdrew his hands and held the little girl
back into his arms.
Qin Lan did not dislike the teenager's slightly cold embrace, and even had a bit of
attachment.
She, Qin Lan, has never had anyone to rely on from childhood to adulthood. The only
person she could rely on was herself, so she had to keep getting stronger, until she
was strong enough that no one could hurt her, and then she would stop and rest.
But she didn't expect that a moment's pause would cost her life.
Qin Lan's hand was still clenched on the teenager's bloodstained collar, her chin
resting on his shoulder, her tea-colored eyes slightly closed.
Fu Wensheng's expression has always been stern, and no one can really see what he is
thinking at the moment.
His cracked lips slightly opened, but he did not make a sound.
Fu Wensheng felt his throat was very dry, he hummed lightly, and then said with some
difficulty: "Go home and talk." After that, he turned around and got in the car.
Go home.
There was no emotional fluctuation on the face full of filth, the teenager held Qin Lan
with one hand, and his steps were as neat and powerful as a soldier. He sat upright in
the car, and Qin Lan was always held in his arms.
Qin Lan's breathing gradually became long.
But before she fell asleep, she clearly felt that when the teenager heard the word"home," his body was a bit stiff, although it was very short, she still felt it.
She didn't understand, as a member of the Fu family, how could he fall into that cave?
According to the crazy old man's meaning, she could more or less understand that the
teenager was one of the old man's experimental subjects.
She doesn't believe that the Fu family would send their own children to that place. She
still clearly remembers the twisted bodies in those iron cages.
Qin Lan didn't think much more, and she had already fallen asleep in the teenager's
arms.
The body of a four-year-old child is, after all, too weak.
Before Qin Lan completely lost consciousness, she blurted out such a sentence.
When Qin Lan woke up, she found that she was still in the teenager's arms, and there
was still a slightly cold arm around her waist.
And they were still in the car.
She opened her eyes in a daze, and a pair of deep black eyes, like an ancient pool, fell
into her eyes without any reservation.
Loneliness, indifference, cleanliness, tension...
She saw a lot of complex emotions in it.
What he has experienced, she can more or less guess, but why can he still keep a pair
of eyes as clean as the beginning?
"Wake up?" He slightly opened his lips.
His throat seems to be damaged, his voice sounds like it is torn by something, not like
what a teenager should have.
Qin Lan knows what he means, he is asking if she is awake.
Qin Lan likes this teenager.
This clean, for no reason, has been protecting her until now.
She showed her first smile to him, "Hmm, I'm awake."
The arc of the lips is light, soft, showing that cute dimple.
When she was still Qin Ye, the thirty-five years of her smile, added up, can be counted
with ten fingers, she almost forgot what it is to laugh sincerely.
But just now, she showed a smile because of the teenager's simple sentence.
Qin Lan couldn't help but feel funny in her heart, not only did her body become smaller,
but her intelligence also regressed?
The teenager's expression is still not very fluctuating, but his calm eyes are much
brighter than before.
Fu Wensheng sat on the side of the teenager, he has been secretly observing this son
who has disappeared for nearly three years, since noon, he received the news, with his
own soldiers rushed out, but he almost monitored the whole imperial capital, and did
not see the figure of his son.
Just when he was about to despair, he received the news again, saying that several
people with abnormal behavior were seen on the street, he rushed over without saying
a word.
When he sat in the car and saw the face that was more mature than three years ago,
the iron-blooded General Fu also couldn't help but moisten his eyes.
His son, after all, is not so easy to die.But the girl in that guy's arms is really a bit surprising to him.
The military car slowly drove into the military district, and as soon as the car just
stopped, a sound of beating the car window rang out.
"Junhuang, are you hurt, do you still remember mom? Ah? Junhuang, look at mom, take
a look at mom." With a choked voice, the sound of beating the window accompanied
the sound.
Qin Lan clearly felt a slight shock in the body under her.
His current mood is more turbulent than before.
Junhuang? Is his name Fu Junhuang?
Qin Lan just wanted to open the car door, the door has already been opened from the
outside, and a noblewoman who was crying like a tearful person stood in front of them,
her eyes tightly on the teenager under her body, her slightly pale lips opened, but she
couldn't make a sound, only tears, constantly falling.
How much she loves her child.
"Crying and making a fuss, what does it look like!" Fu Wensheng got out of the car and
said to the noblewoman who was crying incessantly.
"You care about me!" The makeup on the noblewoman's face was completely messed
up, she looked at Fu Wensheng with resentment, crying and shouting, "I tell you Fu
Wensheng, is your heart made of iron? I have been looking forward to my son for three
years, looking for my son for three years, now finally came back, I cry for me, what's the
matter with you, if you can't stand it, just divorce! Fu Wensheng, if it weren't for you,
would Junhuang be missing for three years? You..."
She couldn't go on because Qin Lan hugged her.
That soft body, just hugged her.
Xu Jingning was stunned, she looked down and saw a short body hugging her leg, the
soft and waxy voice was a bit dry:
"Don't cry, your child has come back. As long as it's back, it's good."
This woman who cries so sadly is so pitiful.
Qin Lan has lost her family since she was a child, and even friendship has never had it,
she has seen the world's cold and warm, and can even see a person's intentions at a
glance, and that noblewoman who cries like a child is so moved by her.
Before she could recover, she had already hugged her, and the words had already
come out.
The teenager's body was a bit stiff, he sat in the car for a long time, until he saw his
mother squat down and embrace the small figure, until he saw the noblewoman who
had just stopped crying and started crying again when she hugged the small figure, he
then got out of the car mechanically, his body was straight:
"Mother. I'm back."
Simple six words, he took nearly twice as long as ordinary people.
Xu Jingning hugged the girl in her arms even tighter, and the tears were like a faucet
that couldn't be stopped.
Qin Lan felt that she made a wrong decision, she is now almost strangled to death.
Just as she felt that she was having difficulty breathing, a slightly cool hand suddenly
held her, and then a pull, pulling her out of Xu Jingning's arms that could suffocate her.Fu Junhuang held Qin Lan with one hand, and his deep eyes looked at his mother who
was still in a daze, and then said word by word, a bit hard:
"My!