In a closed space, one cannot even see their own five fingers.

Rongli's box was quickly carried off the car.

Okay, I've arrived.

Although it was a cold day, and I was wearing thin clothes, my limbs were already stiff from the cold, my palms were still sweating.

I took a deep breath and bit my white.

In a short while, the box was put down.

The bodyguard carrying the box respectfully spoke, "Sir, this is a gift from someone in the military."

After the bodyguard's voice fell, a deep, magnetic male voice rang out.

"Hmm." The man's voice was soft.

The bodyguards pushed down one by one.

That man then ordered another person, "Funan, open the box."

"Yes."

Outside the box, Fu Nan began to open this large box that was about as tall as a person. His eyes held a mix of suspicion and anticipation.

Mr. hasn't been in contact with the outside world for a long time. This is the first gift he has received in the past two years. I wonder what Rongjun gave Mr., using such a large box.

Although he was suspicious in his heart, his actions were still methodical and orderly because Mr. disliked people being hasty and agitated.

It took Fu Nan a minute to cut open the bottom of the box. Then, he grabbed the top edge of the box and flipped it open with a sudden motion.

A golden ray suddenly enveloped him.

Rung Pear was so scared that she closed her eyes.

But seeing this scene, Fu Nan let out a gasp. He was shocked, his eyes widening, and he was stunned for two seconds before turning back to look at Fu Jinshen sitting on the sofa.

Fu Jinshen's sharp eyebrows furrowed, his gaze falling on the white-feathered birdcage before him.

This is obviously an oversized birdcage.

It's not a bird inside, it's a person.

White gauze enveloped the delicate shoulders, with only a fringe of fluffy white feathers adorning them. The rest of the body was completely bare.

Her slender waist, wrapped in crimson fabric, was round and firm. A single glance could tell that it was expertly tailored.

He was probably frozen outside, and he's still struggling.

Her cheeks, which were white, also had two patches of light purple.

She timidly looked at him. Her eyes, previously hidden behind long, curved eyelashes, were unexpectedly clear and bright.

Fu Jinshen's eyes darkened suddenly, he glanced at Fu Nan.

Fu Nan had already turned his head and didn't look at the person in the cage. After receiving his gaze, Fu Nan hurriedly retreated from the living room.

Fu Jinshen looked again at the person in the cage.

He asked, "Who are you?"

Father had prepared a whole set of speeches long ago, and he had practiced them thoroughly. But for some reason, when he saw this man, Rong Li completely forgot everything!

He was surrounded by an aura as terrifying as that of a hellish Asura, a presence that completely overshadowed his handsome features.

Rong Li had already made up her mind to give herself to a middle-aged man who was overweight and bald! Although this man's appearance was quite stunning, she didn't dare say "I'm here to offer myself to you."

"I... I am Rongli." He answered honestly.

"Is your father Rong Jun?"

"Yes."

"Did he send you to me?"

"......Yes." Rong Li didn't dare to look at him, lowering her head out of fear.

Fu Jinshen put down the teacup in his hand.

The sound of the cup hitting the table was crisp and clear, causing Rong Li to shiver involuntarily. She lowered her head even further.

Fu Jinshen looked back again, only to see a head of black hair.

The living room was quiet for a while.

Ronghui held her hands together, her face almost touching her own.

Suddenly, an undeniable and indifferent voice echoed.

"Look up."

Rong Li looked up in fright and then saw Fu Jinxin, who she didn't know when he had walked over.

He stood outside, his figure tall and imposing like a mountain, looking down at everything.

Fu Jinshen looked at the trembling eyes, his expression cold and unchanging, "He wants me to raise you for him?"

Rong Li bit her lip.

Dad really did say that, as long as he followed Fu Jinshen, he wouldn't have to fear his stepmother's persecution and would surely live a peaceful life.

But that's not what we want!

He bit his own lip until it was red, so red it seemed about to burst.

Fu Jinshen frowned. "Speak."

"No," Rong Li sighed.

What did he want?

"It's not Dad, it's me... I want to ask you to save my father!" Rong Li mustered her courage and said, then stood up.

The cage door was right in front of him. He opened the door, stood just two centimeters away from him, and looked up at him.

"Mr. Fu, Daddy said you're very capable, you must be able to save my father, right?"

The lifted little face was fair and delicate, indeed a rare and beautiful countenance.

His shallow cheekbones curved almost imperceptibly, "You want to give yourself to me, so I can save your father?"

Rongli knew this was a despicable trick, but there was no other way!

The father's company was emptied by his stepmother and husband, and he was even sent to prison! All the relatives he could find vanished overnight!

"Yes!" Rong Li replied to him resolutely.

He chuckled, a low, faint sound laced with a sarcasm that made Rong Li feel uneasy.

He strode back to the sofa and sat down gracefully.

Rongli hesitated for a second, then immediately crawled over to him and knelt down.

He crouched down by his feet, two little hands began to polish his shoes.

His black shoes were bigger than both his hands put together, but his hands trembled so badly that it took him a long time to get the other one on.

Fu Jinshen crossed his arms and fixed his gaze on the increasingly agitated face.

It seems I've mistaken one of my shoes for an enemy and am trying every way to get rid of it.

He chuckled and asked, "How old are you?"

His feet seemed to freeze in place, his eyes fixed on her. He replied: "I'm 20."

To be honest.

His voice was flat, yet carried an intangible power.

Rourou lowered her head and replied, "I'm already 18, almost 19."

Fu Jinshen took a evening newspaper and read it.

Just as Rong Li thought he had believed her and was about to continue giving him the shoes, a cold male voice reached her ears again.

Has your father ever told you that people who deceive others never end well?

Both hands one.

Fu Jinshen raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at him.

Only the area around his eyes and the tip of his nose began to redden, almost as if he were about to burst into tears the next second.

But I still held back, biting my lip and swallowing the tears. Then, honestly, I said, “Today is over, really.”

Wow!

The sound of newspapers being tossed aside.

Fu Jin Shen leaned down, his long fingers gripping her delicate face.

Rong Li had to meet his gaze.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, a smirk playing on his lips as he asked: "It's illegal to molest a minor. Are you trying to get me and your father both locked up?"