Fu Yechuan looked at her in shock, reached out and his hands were empty.

Not found.

She was like a loach and couldn't catch it.

But at this time, Su Nan on the bed suddenly woke up because of this sentence.

She sat up suddenly, her face turned pale, and she was breathing heavily.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and she looked towards the door, and vaguely saw a man standing there.

She felt excited and wanted to continue:

"Shang Qian..."

Her tears burst out in an instant.

But the next second.

The lights are on.

Looking at that man, it was not the person she thought of.

The tears were swallowed back, with a sense of shock and disappointment.

Fu Yechuan stood there, looking at her with complicated eyes.

He has a erect figure, black clothes and black pants, and is noble and indifferent.

He still looks handsome as if he is not close to strangers, but at this moment, he has deliberately made himself softer.

It seems to be deliberately imitating another person's temperament and habits.

He walked over, watched the child climbed onto the bed with great effort, and threw himself into Su Nan's arms.

"Mommy..."

Su Nan held back the tears, and gently touched the child's back to comfort her panic.

She felt extremely distressed.

The room was quiet for a moment.

She looked up again and looked at him:
Chapter completed!