Chapter 214: Little Uncle is My Treasure Too

Go back to the manor.Mu Xing remembered her small backpack and slapped her head suddenly, "Uncle, I left my backpack in the wooden house by the sea.""I'll have someone pick it up, you go take a shower...Fu Lingxiao turned back with a cold expression, "What is it"

Yu Rong was here to tell him that the toxins in Mu Xing's blood would accelerate due to drastic emotional fluctuations, but the moment she opened her mouth, a terrifying thought suddenly arose in her heart.

As soon as a thought arises, it is no longer under control.

Swallowing the words "let's talk privately" back down, she lowered her gaze and respectfully inquired, "I just wanted to ask Mr. Fu, would it be necessary to create a health management file for everyone in the manor"

"Sure, you can ask Butler Wu about the specifics."

Fu Lingxiao said something lightly, and took Mu Xing to get in the car.

Looking at the convoy slowly driving away, Yu Rong's eyes flashed with a trace of guilt. Little clumsy girl, don't blame me...

As soon as the convoy drove out of the manor, Fu Lingxiao's phone rang.

He pulled out his phone, glanced at it, and answered, "What"

"Grandpa Fu, that girl refused to go home, insisting on seeing you... Oh, I was on the phone with Grandpa Fu, why did you grab my phone..."

A rustling sound came from the phone, followed by a soft voice, sounding both distressed and panicked: "Uncle, please don't send me home. Those people won't let me go."

Mu Xing sat on the man's lap, leaning against his chest. The overly close distance allowed her to hear every word in the phone call clearly.

She didn't notice that the voice sounded like hers. All her attention was on the phone. A girl, just like her, was calling out to her uncle…

She looked at the man with a questioning gaze. The man seemed to sense her look and lowered his eyes to meet hers, his hand on her waist rubbing soothingly.

Thin lips parted, her voice low and husky: “Not home Where do you think you’re going”

The girl whispered, “I don’t know either…”

"Then think about it slowly, and when you've thought of it, tell the driver, he will take you there."

Fu Lingxiao was about to hang up the phone when the girl suddenly called him, "Uncle!"

Because of her urgency, her voice was high-pitched. Mu Xing heard it more clearly, and her brows furrowed in displeasure. Her little hand clenched into a fist tightly. How could she address her little uncle like that She was so angry!

Seeing the little figure in his arms, pouting with anger and a face full of displeasure, Fu Lingxiao's lips curled into a smile as he asked into the phone, "Anything else"

Uncle actually allowed her to call him Uncle!

Mu Xing felt even angrier, glaring at the man with annoyance. She struggled out of his arms and sat down in the seat beside him, clutching her small schoolbag and staring out the car window.

On the phone, the girl whispered, "I just wanted to say thank you to my uncle. That's all."

Fu Lingxiao let out a faint "en" and hung up the phone. He reached out and gently pinched Mu Xing's nape, teasingly like a cat, "Little thing, what's wrong"

The little girl ignored everyone and moved to the side of the car door, her whole back radiating resentment.

Fu Lingxiao chuckled softly, leaning over and reaching through Mu Xing's armpit with one hand, the other passing through her bent leg, easily lifting her into his lap, face-to-face.

His deep-set eyes smiled as he looked at her, "My baby seems to be angry. Let me think about how to coax you."

Mu Xing let out a soft snort, turned her face away, and suddenly tightened the arm around her body. She was caught off guard and fell right into the man's chest.

Fu Lingxiao hugged the little person who was pouting in his arms, and gently kissed her soft lips, "Be good, don't be angry."

Mu Xing reached out and cupped his chin, pushing him away. A pair of beautiful big eyes were filled with anger and grievance as she stared straight at him and asked, "If someone else calls me 'baby', will Xiao Shu get angry"

Tsk!

Is this little thing jealous How cute.

Fu Lingxiao reached out and poked her puffed cheeks playfully, pretending to be nonchalant: "This is different, baby."

"How is it different Little uncle is also my treasure, and I can't just let anyone call him that."

Fu Lingxiao was slightly taken aback.

Of course he knew, "Uncle" wasn't just a term to this little thing. He hadn't expected the little thing to say something like that.

He is also her baby.

Well, little one, you've learned to speak sweet nothings. You say it so nicely, just hearing it once isn't enough.

Fu Lingxiao looked at the little girl in his arms, the corners of his handsome lips twitched slightly, "Little thing, what did you say just now, I didn't hear clearly."

Mu Xing couldn't possibly understand his thoughts, honestly repeating: "I said, Little Uncle is also my treasure, don't just call him by others."

"Still didn't hear you, could you say that again"

"I was saying, Uncle... also mine..." Halfway through her sentence, Mu Xing suddenly reacted, her eyebrows furrowed. "Uncle, you did it on purpose!"

The man raised an eyebrow, "Intentionally what"

"Uncle, you're too much! I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Muse threw the man away, but he hugged her tighter.

Fu Lingxiao lowered his head and softly coaxed, "It's alright, don't be angry anymore. There won't be a next time."

He actually minded being called that by anyone other than close friends.

Mu Xing wouldn't really be angry with Xiao ShuShu. She buried herself in his chest and obediently nodded her head.

The convoy stopped at the school gate. Mu Xing kissed a man on the cheek and got out of the car with her schoolbag.

Actually, she wanted to know who the girl was who had just called her uncle. But her uncle didn't mention it at all. She could only hold back from asking and wait for her uncle to tell her himself.

Mu Xing arrived at the classroom with her backpack. When it was time for class, she still didn't see any other classmates. She suddenly remembered that today was Saturday!

Yesterday I clearly remembered it was Friday, how come I forgot today, what a pig's brain!

Mu Xing walked dejectedly down the stairs with his small backpack, leaving school.

On the other side, the convoy sped towards the Fu Group.

In the passenger seat, Shen Lue quietly finished sending a message to Shen Qiong. He turned his head and said to the man in the back seat, "Master Fu, it's Saturday today, no class."

Fu Lingxiao frowned slightly. He knew it was Saturday, but he thought there were extra classes at school so he didn't ask any further. It seems the little one didn't notice what day of the week it was.

He picked up the phone on the armrest and called Mu Xing. Just as he connected, a dark shadow pierced the driver's seat glass with a "bang".

Fu Lingxiao's expression tightened, he dropped his phone, and quickly grabbed the main and co-driver seats, pulling them back with force. The driver and Shen Lue's bodies were jolted backward.

The next second, a bullet whizzed past them, leaving a strange and eerie chill in the air.

After a momentary loss of control, the car was stabilized by the driver who reacted in time.

The bullet tore through both panes of glass, leaving two gaping holes. Shen Yue's brow furrowed, "Master Fu, it was a sniper rifle!"

If Fuye hadn't pulled him aside just now, he would have been shot through the head by now, dead as a doornail.y's exclusive license plates swept into view like arrows, neatly stopping at the entrance of the shopping mall.The mall management immediately bowed to greet him.The bodyguards disembarked in a line,...