The face of the person behind changed, and Chen Mian reacted suddenly.
"No, the young master is inside!"
Fu Yechuan looked shocked.
Glancing coldly.
Chen Mian's face turned pale: "You said don't let him come out. After the funeral, I will let the young master play by himself. The young master is tired, so I let him sleep here, but I didn't light the fire, and I didn't close the door... …”
No one listened to what he said in a hurry.
Fu Yechuan looked up with a livid face, his whole body tense.
"Su Nan, come down quickly..."
He gritted his teeth.
Knowing that someone may have deliberately created a chaos or crisis.
But the purpose is definitely not to involve Su Nan.
Su Nan's face was pale, and the wind was blowing, a little cold, making her clothes rattle.
She brushed a strand of hair that was hanging at the corner of her mouth, and it fell down again with her breathing.
Fortunately, it went smoothly, and he jumped off the railing and breathed a sigh of relief.
Don't dare to look below.
She opened the window from the outside, and the smoke inside came out.
Sure enough, a child was kneeling in front of the window, his eyes were red, and he was out of breath crying, but he couldn't make a sound.
The pitiful appearance made people unable to help but feel pity, and his breathing began to weaken.
If Su Nan didn't save him, he would be suffocated by the thick smoke at a loss.
She paused, as if she had seen him.
He was the kid who played with Su Lin at school that day.
Fu Yechuan's son.
She didn't have time to think about it, she reached out and said softly:
"Come on, give me your hand."
Fu Yunche seemed to have no strength to cry, but he didn't expect that someone would save him.
He silently called for help many times inside, and called Daddy many times, but no one came.
Looking at Su Nan, he seemed to see a savior.
He stretched out two hands, and Su Nan picked him up forcefully and carried him out of the window.
Fu Yechuan's people had already gone in to put out the fire.
A tall ladder was also placed on the balcony.
Someone is holding on below.
It was Fu Yechuan.
He watched from the balcony, his eyes closely following Su Nan.
"Come down, be careful..."
Su Nan couldn't go down with the child in his arms, so he had to go down first.
The child has no strength to cry, the key is that there is no sound.
Lying on the ladder shivering.
Fu Yechuan frowned, with a bit of impatient coldness:
"What are you crying for?"
Chen Mian glanced at him, and quickly climbed up by himself, pinched Fu Yunche on his arm, and slowly hugged him down.
"Young master, don't be afraid, it's all my fault."
He was really scared.
Although Fu Yechuan didn't like this son.
But after all, he is the eldest grandson of the Fu family, and his status is naturally different.
If something happened, he couldn't bear it.
Su Nan got down from the ladder, and at the last step, someone helped him.
It was Fu Yechuan who was originally standing there, but was taken by Su Jin.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Jin patted the dust on her clothes:
"Are you all right?"
Su Nan shook his head.
Someone picked up Su Nan's high heels long ago.
Just as Fu Yechuan was about to take it over, Su Jin took the lead in taking it over.
He breathed a sigh of relief and placed it at Su Nan's feet:
"Impulse, good luck this time, and next time, are you lucky enough to be so good?"
Su Nan also felt scared.
Fortunately, the fire was small and did not involve the adjacent room.
Otherwise, she would be trapped in it herself.
She frowned slightly and looked at Fu Yechuan:
"Mr. Fu, today is the big day of the old man. You can really make a fool of yourself!"
Fu Yechuan did not speak, but stood there silently:
"Thank you."
Su Nan pursed his lips, "Forget it, it's getting late, shall we go back?"
The slender figure left, Fu Yechuan's face was gloomy, and he stood there as if no strangers should be approached.
Fu Yingying came out from the front building and watched this scene:
"How is this going?"
Fu Yechuan glanced at her indifferently, with a cold chill in his tone:
"You better have nothing to do with this matter, otherwise..."
Fu Yingying froze when she heard it:
"Otherwise what? Am I not miserable enough? If it wasn't for Grandpa's funeral, would you keep me locked up for life!"
The surrounding people gradually dispersed.
The fire also went out.
In the garden in front, many participants saw this scene.
Fu Yechuan didn't speak, and turned around silently.
Chen Mian was instructed:
"Find out the cause."
Chen Mian nodded.
Fu Yunche had been taken to the hospital just now, but he didn't follow him without Fu Yechuan's consent.
Lin Chu walked down from the front softly, holding Ringo's arm:
"Brother, shall we go and comfort President Fu?"
Ringo pursed his lips and sniffed:
"Forget it, I'm angry, what's the use of comforting?"
"Pissed off?"
Lin Chu frowned, puzzled, shouldn't it be the time to be sad?
Ringo said, "Let's go."
"Don't you need to say hello?"
"Need not."
"Oh."
Lin Chu followed.
Just as Ringo was about to get into the car, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Lin Chu:
"I remember you went out for a while just now. Where did you go?"
Lin Chu clenched her fists for a moment, hiding her inner tension, she pretended to be calm:
"No... I didn't go anywhere, I just went to the bathroom."
Ringo looked at his sister, pursed his lips, and touched her hair:
"Chuchu, some people can't even think about it. They are not from the same world. If you think too much, you will be injured. You are a smart and sensible child, not the same as those rich second-generation ladies in the circle, right?"
Lin Chu was stimulated by Ringo's words, and his face was white and red.
I don't know if he saw something, but his brother who always loved him suddenly said this.
Did you see what she was thinking.
Still know something?
She stiffened her numb scalp and nodded slightly.
Ringo smiled and got out of the way:
"Get in the car."
Lin Chu pretended to be calm and got into the car.
...
Su Nan arrived home on the front foot, and the thank gift from the Fu family on the back foot has been delivered to the door.
She looked at it, fortunately there was nothing out of proportion.
If she gave him any more rings and necklaces, she would throw them out for him.
Su Jin sent her home and went to the company himself.
After all, one of the two brothers and sisters is enough to paddle, and the other still has to work hard to make money.
Going back to take a nap, she heard the phone ringing in a daze.
I thought it was Shang Qian's call.
She picked it up and listened to a woman weeping on the phone for a while.
"Su Nan, can you come and accompany me?"
Su Nan was slightly sober, and after identifying for a while, he asked tentatively:
"Sun Tan?"
"Um."
She paused.
My relationship with her wasn't that good either.
She thought that Sun Tan would be busy with divorce these days and would not be in the mood to come out.
Why did you call yourself over?
She didn't want to get involved in the affairs of their husband and wife. She didn't have a deep relationship and couldn't handle it well. She was not a person inside or outside.
No matter what you say, you have to find an excuse to decline...