Su Yao turned her head and looked at Fu Jingchen.
Fu Jingchen said to Guanshi Xu, “pull Lu Rui away.”
Manager Xu executed immediately.
After Lu Rui was torn apart, Su Yao stepped forward to check the child.
Seeing the redness and swelling on the child’s thigh, Su Yao said to Xi Muqian: “I have dealt with this kind of slight burn. I will take the child to flush the water first. You can ask the family doctor to prescribe some burn ointment.”
Fu Jingchen asked people to do what Su Yao said.
After the doctor arrived and treated the child’s injuries, they finally felt at ease.
Right now, the old man is not in the mood to eat anymore, he looks at the broken pot…
That is the old man’s favorite purple clay pot, which has been used for decades.
The old man felt that the evil fire had nowhere to vent.
When Lian Su saw the old man’s eyes at the beginning, he naturally knew what the old man was thinking.
She stepped forward and said to the old man in a low voice: “Dad, don’t be angry, I will pay you a new pot later, you…”
“Compensation? What compensation do you get? Your mother bought it for me.”
Like a child, the old man pushed Lian Suchu away, then turned and went into the bedroom.
Everyone in the living room stood there in embarrassment.
Lu Haifeng said worriedly: “Su Chu, have we caused you trouble again?”
Lu Rui lowered her eyes, her tears were like broken beads: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I’m always like this, I can easily screw up everything, Auntie, I’m really sorry.”
Lian Su came forward, patted Lu Rui’s hand and said: “Ruirui, don’t cry, it’s okay, it’s just a pot. The old man is distressed now, and it will be fine after a while. It’s lucky that nothing happened in midsummer, right?”
Lian Suchu said, and looked back at Fu Jingchen and Su Yao.
Fu Jingchen didn’t make a sound.
Su Yao thought to herself, how can she answer this?
Grandpa’s beloved thing is broken, so she has no right to say it’s okay for grandpa.
In the end, she chose not to speak, and smiled in relief.
But this didn’t stop Luri from crying.
Listening to the crying, Su Yao felt a headache.
She had heard people say that women are made of water, but she still didn’t believe it.
She doesn’t know what other people are made of, but the one in front of her is really made of water.
Where did so many tears come from?
Did Fu Jingchen originally like this kind of woman like Lin Daiyu?
It seems that she used to think that Fu Jingchen liked herself, but she really misunderstood this matter.