Chapter 227 Why did you pinch me?

Chapter 227 Why did you pinch me?

"What do you mean?" Song Yan was so angry that his brows were furrowed, almost pinching each other. "If the child is missing, you should call the police. Why are you calling me?"

Fu Yusheng sat up straight, looking at Song Yan hesitantly, thinking carefully about what he was going to say, and then parted his lips. "I know, you thought the Wu family's child was missing, didn't they report it? They did report it. But even the police couldn't find anything, just like me... Wu Jin and I have been looking for a long time. "But after more than a week of searching for his nephew, I can't help but wonder if this matter involves something inhumane. "

"Why do you think so?" Song Yan sat up straight, looked at Fu Yusheng, and asked vigilantly.

Fu Yusheng slammed on the brakes, pulled over to the side of the road, let go of the steering wheel, and rubbed the back of his neck. "The children disappeared one by one when they were at home, and the security cameras didn't capture anyone coming in or out. The children were either at school or sleeping in their rooms, but when the news of their disappearance came out, they couldn't be found, as if they didn't exist. I didn't think much of it at the time, but then I remembered what you told Orisa about her husband using child sacrifices to boost his business, and I couldn't help but think-"

“Is there something similar happening in the Wu Mansion?” Song Yan finished after hearing what Fu Yusheng said, no wonder he called her. If the children disappeared out of thin air, then there might be some supernatural factors involved, but when she thought about how she was called here, without any explanation, and more importantly, without any reward, she raised her eyebrows and looked at her husband. “Okay, I can help you, but what about my money?”

"If you can find Wu Jin's nephew, he will be willing to give you any amount of money you want." Fu Yusheng said, then he started the car again and started driving to where he wanted to go. "Don't worry about that."

"Oh, I thought my husband would give me money, but I didn't expect you to be so stingy and leave the money on your good friend."

Fu Yusheng looked at her with a look of "Are you serious?" "My money doesn't come from a cash cow, it comes from my hard work. Do you think I would pay for the guy who didn't even buy me a meat bun in college?"

After hearing her husband's shocking answer, Song Yan looked at him in shock, and came to another conclusion about him - he was a stingy person who held a grudge. She didn't expect that he still remembered that Wu Jin didn't buy him meat buns when he was in college.

"Are you really serious?"

" I am."

" OK."

The car fell silent, and Song Yan said, "What if his nephew is gone?" She found that Fu Yusheng's fingers were stiff, and his hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, trying to make his voice softer. "I mean you have to admit that more than a week has passed, and in this case-"

"I know." At the intersection, Fu Yusheng turned left and walked towards the street where the most upscale and famous boutiques were located. "You don't have to be stressed about this matter, just do your best, I will support you... If his nephew is still alive, then everything will be fine, but if not, then you can show him the truth. Wu family, I will handle everything."

When Song Yan heard her husband's doting words, her eyes flashed, she snorted, and closed her eyes. She wanted to tell him that he didn't need to do such a thing, because if she wanted, she could always take care of the Wu family, but if Fu Yusheng wanted to play the role of a good husband, she would not waste his kindness.

Fu Yusheng parked the car next to Mrs. Zhao's boutique and tapped the dashboard. "We're here, get up."

Song Yan was too tired from running around early in the morning, so she went back to sleep. Her head rested on the car seat, her lips parted, and she occasionally mumbled something like "Captain Apple, oatmeal!"

or "I'm at an enemy base, we need a bunch of fart bombs, over."

Fu Yusheng had never heard his wife say such an indecent thing. He was amused and leaned over to poke her arm. "Yan'er is awake. We're here."

The latter fell asleep, and as if teasing Fu Yusheng, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. Seeing this, Fu Yusheng narrowed his eyes, moved closer, raised his hand to touch Song Yan's face, and then——

"Wow, what's going on!" Song Yan suddenly woke up, looked at Fu Yusheng sitting in his seat, and rubbed his cheek. "What are you doing?"

"I wanted to wake you up, but you didn't respond, so I just tried my best..." His voice gradually weakened, and his innocent expression made Song Yan blush with anger.

"So you pinched me?"

"At least you're up now."