Chapter 93: Mr. Fu Was Held in Her Palm

ng whether to kneel and beg for mercy, when a laughing male voice suddenly came, “Mr. Fu!”Sheng Zikai, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, got out of the car with a smile on his face.At that moment,...The sudden dependence made Fu Lingxiao stiffen slightly, then he immediately hugged the little figure in his arms and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong"

Mu Xing shook her head, came out of the man's embrace, and pulled up the corner of her mouth with a sweet smile, "It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to hug my little uncle."

"I wish I could."

Fu Lingxiao smirked, "Then I'll hold you for a while longer."

He cradled the little one in his arms, striding into the cloakroom. He grabbed a black shirt from the hanger and placed Mu Xing on the shelf of the wardrobe. He quickly put on the shirt, "Help me button it."

"Okay."

Mu Xing threaded the buttons through the buttonholes, one by one, from top to bottom.

The fair and tender little hand, so flexible and adorable, makes one want to reach out and squeeze it.

The man grasped Mu Xing's hands, as if he had clutched cotton candy, soft and boneless, as if they were about to melt in the heat of his palm.

Unconsciously, he picked up those little hands and gently kissed them on his lips.

Mùxīng had never known her hands could be so sensitive. With just a light kiss from the man, her whole body started trembling uncontrollably.

"Um... Uncle, your buttons aren't fastened yet..."

She struggled uncomfortably, but the man ignored her, enjoying the shivers he was bringing on.

Inch by inch, he kissed her hands until she was almost unbearable, only then did the man finally let go of her hand, lowering his eyes to look at her, his thin lips curving into a charming arc, "Continue."

Well, sensitive little thing.

Mu Xing fastened the rest of the buttons and smoothed down the collar of the shirt. "Good!"

The man picked up another tie and asked her, "Can you tie this"

Mu Xing honestly shook his head. "No."

"I'll teach you."

Fu Lingxiao took the tie from his hand and guided her to put it around his neck, instructing her step by step.

Mu Xing stared intently at the guiding hand, afraid of missing any details. Perhaps because she was too focused, a sheen of sweat formed on her nose.

A faint milky fragrance emanated from her. Under the light, her skin appeared even more delicate and fair, with not a single pore or blemish visible, like an exquisitely beautiful porcelain doll.

Those bright, watery eyes were as clear as crystal water, pure enough to make Fu Lingxiao's heart skip a beat.

This little thing, how is it getting more and more tempting.

Looking at the appetizing little person before him, the man's sexy Adam's apple involuntarily rolled, and his body began to heat up.

The thought of gobbling this little thing up grew stronger and stronger in my mind. I wanted to eat it, but I couldn't. This feeling was truly tormenting.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and with great difficulty managed to quell the fire within him.

The tie is finally finished.

Mu Xing beamed with a smile and said in a light voice, "Little uncle, I learned it!"

"Very smart."

Fu Lingxiao lowered his head and kissed the little girl's tender lips. He took his pants and walked into the dressing room to change. When he came out, he picked up the little girl again and walked to the bed. "I have to go to a meeting now. You stay here and rest obediently, and wait for me to come back."

Mu Xing handed her phone back to Fu Lingxiao and pecked his cheek, "See you later, Little Uncle."

Fu Lingxiao put his phone in his trouser pocket, raised his hand to rub the little girl's head, and strode away.

The door to the rest room was closed. Mu Xing hugged the silk quilt and rolled around on the bed. Her uncle's bed was big and soft, with a faint scent of sandalwood, just like the smell on her uncle. It smelled so good!

In the conference room.

All participants had already been waiting respectfully in their positions. The moment Fu Lingxiao arrived, the meeting began immediately.

The meeting was about the development plan for the Nanjiao Project. Such a major project must be carefully considered, and discussions went on round after round. By the time the meeting ended, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Fu Lingxiao raised his hand to glance at the watch on his wrist, then stood up and quickly left.

It's so late, the little girl must be starving.

As soon as he stepped out of the meeting room, he saw Yun Tuo and frowned, "Didn't I tell you to stay at the office entrance What are you doing here"

"Reporting to Master Fu, Miss Mu Xing has already gone to school. She asked me to give this to you."

Yun Tuo cautiously, hands gently handing up a piece of paper.

Fu Lingxiao took the note and opened it:

Uncle, it's already 11 o'clock and you haven't come back yet. I promised Qiongbao that I would go to school this afternoon, so I have to leave first. Yuntuo Uncle was forced by me to send me off, please don't scold him!

It ended with a smiling face, and on the smiling face there was still a lip.

Well.

Little thing.

Fu Lingxiao's thin lips curled into a slight smile, the anger that had surged in his heart instantly vanished without a trace.

He folded the paper carefully, tucked it neatly into his trouser pocket, and strode toward the office.

Yun Tuo followed the man behind, letting out a relieved sigh. He had initially been adamantly opposed to sending the little darling to school. Without Master Fu's permission, taking the little darling away would have resulted in far more than ten lashes.

He couldn't resist the little sweetheart's pleas, and her repeated assurances that he wouldn't be punished, so he reluctantly agreed.

Though he agreed to agree, he didn't have high hopes for that note from the little cutie. He even prepared himself for punishment.

After all, it was a serious offense to disobey orders and act without authorization.

I never expected it, their Grandfather Fu was truly taken by this little cutie. It's impressive!

- Tang Tianhong's assistant, after repeated investigations, only found that Tang Yingying stayed in a hotel the night before she was sent to prison. During that time, Fu Lingxiao went there once. As for what happened exactly, nothing could be found out.

He reported the investigation results to Tang Tianhong, who became even more aware of the seriousness of the situation.

Tianhong Group's situation was getting worse, on the verge of bankruptcy. He knew very well that only Fu Lingxiao could save the company.

But now he was completely clueless about the problem, and couldn't even bring himself to look for Fu Lingxiao. After much deliberation, his only option seemed to be to meet Tang Yingying and ask her what had happened.

Tang Tianhong began to think of ways to smooth things over.

In prison, Tang Yingying's life was extremely miserable.

She was pampered since childhood, a typical princess. She couldn't adapt to prison at all. She complained about the food being unpalatable and the bed too hard. She treated her fellow inmates like servants, acting arrogant and entitled just like a young lady from a wealthy family.

Outside, people would give her face because of the Tang family. Even if they disliked her, they would still make way for her. But in prison, things were different. Those people weren't so polite. They would beat her up without hesitation if they disagreed with her.

At the beginning, Tang Yingying would still yell and threaten that she wouldn't let them off after being beaten. Later on, after being beaten more often, she became obedient.

In less than a week, the former arrogant socialite had become a timid and pathetic creature, hiding under the covers every night, crying and hoping her father would come to rescue her. entire space.The bodyguard returned to report that he had escorted Lan Hua and Lan Xuan to Canglong, and safely sent Nan Ying and Shen Qiong back to the Shen family.He ignored it all, his eyes blank...