The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Su Yao packed her luggage and changed the lock to return to the Fu family. It was almost evening.    

    

She carried her suitcase into the door. When she saw that Fu Jingchen had returned, the corners of her lips curled up into a smile.    

    

"Mr. Fu, you're back too."    

    

Fu Jingchen only glanced at her once before he stood up and walked to her. He pinched her cheek and looked at her.    

    

"What happened to your face?" he asked.    

    

Su Yao's heart skipped a beat. She had forgotten about this.    

    

She turned her face away and pulled her hair to block it.    

    

"It's nothing. I rubbed it a little."    

    

Fu Jingchen's face turned cold. "Tell me the truth."    

    

Su Yao was embarrassed. She looked at Uncle Wu who was standing not far behind and whispered, "I will tell you later."    

    

Fu Jingchen did not give up. "Tell me now."    

    

Uncle Wu saw Su Yao's dilemma and went forward to take Su Yao's luggage.    

    

"Young Madame, let me take your luggage upstairs."    

    

Su Yao still could not accept Young Madame calling her that.    

    

However, she could not refute it. After all, she was indeed.    

    

"Thank you."    

    

After Uncle Wu went upstairs, Su Yao looked at Fu Jingchen and pointed at her own face. She giggled and said, "My injury was caused by fighting."    

    

Fu Jingchen frowned. "You sound very proud."    

    

Su Yao tilted her head. She was right. Fighting was not a good thing.    

    

"I am not proud. Anyway..."    

    

Fu Jingchen interrupted her, "Tell me what happened. Who is fighting this fight with?"    

    

"I went home to get my luggage. My stepmother and sister were waiting for me at my house. Then we started to fight."    

    

Fu Jingchen frowned and looked at the wound on her face. He was angry.    

    

Su Yao did not care about it. "But those two are not much better. Sug Lattice's face was also scratched by me."    

    

"I am already injured. You still have the face to be proud? Haven't you learned judo, loose boxing, Taekwondo?"    

    

I've learned Taekwondo, but... "Su Yao said, embarrassed to continue.    

    

Fu Jingchen snorted. "You only learned how to act?"    

    

Su Yao laughed. "I only learned to wave my hand. I can't use it in real life."    

    

Fu Jingchen said in a low voice, "I'll teach you another day."    

    

"No." Su Yao's voice was a few decibels higher.    

    

How old was she? She still wanted to learn Taekwondo and also wanted her to learn it from Fu Jingchen?    

    

No, no, she firmly opposed it.    

    

"Resistance is useless. My woman fought with others, but she was injured. If word gets out, I will lose face."    

    

Su Yao's face was a little red. What do you mean by his woman? When did she become his woman?    

    

This guy really does speak as he pleases.    

    

As Fu Jingchen spoke, he grabbed her wrist and brought her to the sofa, pressing her to sit down.    

    

Uncle Wu just happened to come down from upstairs.    

    

Fu Jingchen said, "Uncle Wu, find me the medical kit."    

    

Uncle Wu immediately went to get it.    

    

Taking the medical kit, Fu Jingchen said to Uncle Wu, "Go and do what you need to do."    

    

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Uncle Wu left the living room.    

    

Fu Jingchen opened the medical kit and took out the iodine and abrasion ointment.    

    

He wanted to disinfect the small wound on her face. Su Yao felt very awkward and took the initiative to extend her hand. "I'll do it myself..."    

    

"What? You have eyes on your hands. Can you see where the wound is?"    

    

Su Yao was embarrassed, "I can look in the mirror."    

    

"Are you not afraid of seeing the wound on your face? Are you ashamed?"    

    

Being scolded, Su Yao felt a little unhappy in her heart. "I'm one against two. Both of them are injured. I didn't fail either, right?"    

    

"If you're injured, then that means you failed." Fu Jingchen brushed her hand away and rubbed her wound with iodine.    

    

Su Yao's face was wet and cool. She became obedient.    

    

She slightly rolled her eyes and looked at Fu Jingchen's face.    

    

This man... although he was not as fair and handsome as Mo Xinian and Kang Yawei, nor was he as stunning as Third Young Master Huo, his strong facial features matched perfectly with his slightly bronze-colored skin... He was really handsome just in time. He was very manly.    

    

She looked away.    

    

Fu Jingchen picked up the ointment and applied it on her.    

    

She frowned.    

    

Fu Jingchen stopped. "Does it hurt?"    

    

"A little."    

    

Fu Jingchen snorted and continued, "You deserve it. You didn't learn Taekwondo well."    

    

Su Yao was speechless. "Mr. Fu, how many times do I have to say it? This battle is a victory for me. Can we still have a good chat?"    

    

Hearing this, Fu Jingchen could not help holding back his laughter. "What do you need me to do for you?"    

    

Su Yao was stunned for a moment. The topic changed too quickly and she did not react.    

    

Fu Jingchen looked at her and asked, "Do you want me to do something for you? Just tell me."    

    

These words moved Su Yao for some reason. "Mr. Fu, I really have something to ask of you. I want to find someone."    

    

Fu Jingchen looked at her and said proudly and cutely, "Who is it?"    

    

"When my mother was alive, she was the last person she saw."    

    

Fu Jingchen looked at her. "What are the characteristics of this person? Or are there any photos?"    

    

"Yes." Su Yao opened her wallet and took out a blurry photo from the compartment and handed it to him.    

    

Obviously, this was a screenshot from the surveillance camera.    

    

In the picture, there was only the profile of a man.    

    

The man was wearing a loose black jacket, and the hat on his jacket was still on his head.    

    

He wore a black mask on his face with only a pair of eyes...    

    

Although the photos were a little far, it was not very clear. Fu Jingchen frowned the moment he saw it.    

    

He felt inexplicably that this person was somewhat familiar.    

    

"You don't know the last person your mother met either?"    

    

Su Yao shook her head, "When my mother passed away, I was not old. This photo was given to me by my aunt. My aunt said that after my mother left, this person also went to see Teng Ping. I want to know the relationship between him and Teng Ping. What does it have to do with my mother's death?"    

    

"Don't you have a clearer picture?"    

    

Su Yao shook her head, "Originally, there was. After my aunt went to prison, some of the things she collected back then were searched. This photo was found after my aunt came back and from the surveillance camera. It is also the clearest one."    

    

Fu Jingchen took the picture. "Okay, I will help you find it."    

    

Su Yao looked at him and nodded gratefully. "Thank you."    

    

Fu Jingchen stood up. "If you really want to thank me, you have to work harder in the future. Don't get hurt again."    

    

He looked like he expected Su Yao to work hard. He shook his head at Su Yao and left.    

    

Su Yao pouted. Who wouldn't work hard? How would she tell this man? He would believe that she really won today.    

    

At night, Su Yao finished showering and wrapped herself in a bathrobe. The moment she came out of the bathroom, she was shocked by the person lying on the bed.    

    

Her eyes widened. She stuttered, "Why did you come in?"    

    

Her eyes were wide open as she stammered: "Why did you come in?"