The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Chapter 697

Su Yao packed her luggage, changed the locks, and returned to the Fu Family's residence. It was already close to evening.

She carried her suitcase into the house. Seeing Fu Jingchen come back, she smiled.

"Mr. Fu, you're back too."

Fu Jingchen only glanced at her once before he got up and walked in front of her. He pinched her cheek and looked around.

"What's going on?"

Su Yao's heart skipped a beat and she forgot about that.

She turned her face away and pulled at her hair.

"Hur hur, it's nothing. It was a bit of a rub."

Fu Jingchen's face turned cold: "Tell me the truth."

Embarrassed, Su Yao glanced at Uncle Wu, who was standing not too far away, and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you later."

Fu Jingchen was unrelenting, "Speak now."

Seeing Su Yao's troubled expression, Uncle Wu stepped forward and took the initiative to pull her luggage over.

"Young Madame, let me take your luggage upstairs."

Su Yao was still somewhat incapable of accepting the title of Young Madame.

However, she couldn't refute him. After all, she really was.

"Thank you."

After Uncle Wu went upstairs, Su Yao looked at Fu Jingchen, pointed at her face, and giggled, "I got into a fight."

Fu Jingchen frowned. "You sound very proud?"

Su Yao tilted her head. That's right, fighting isn't a good thing.

"I'm not being arrogant. Anyway ??"

Fu Jingchen interrupted her: "Speak, what happened? Who did you fight with?"

"I went home to get my luggage. My stepmother and sister were waiting at my house to block me. Then, after a few words, we started fighting."

Fu Jingchen frowned. Looking at the wound on her face, he was angry.

Su Yao, on the other hand, did not seem to care. "However, those two people didn't get anything good. I've scratched Sug Lattice's face too."

"You've already lost, you still have the face to be proud of yourself? Have you ever learned judo, kickboxing, taekwondo? "

"I've studied Taekwondo, but..." As Su Yao spoke, she felt embarrassed to continue.

Fu Jingchen snorted: "You only learned a flowery martial art?"

Su Yao chuckled. "It's only a matter of posture. It's useless in real life."

Fu Jingchen said in a deep voice, "I'll teach you another day."

"Don't." Su Yao's voice rose a few decibels.

How old is she now to learn Taekwondo, and from Fu Jingchen at that?

No, no, no, she was adamant.

"Resistance is useless. I, Fu Jingchen's woman, am injured in a fight. I can't afford to embarrass myself."

Su Yao blushed a little. What his woman? Since when did she become his woman?

This fellow's words are really ?? Do as you like.

As Fu Jingchen said that, he pulled her by the wrist, brought her to the sofa and pushed her down.

Uncle Wu was walking down the stairs.

Fu Jingchen said, "Uncle Wu, find me a medical kit."

Uncle Wu immediately went to get it.

Receiving the medical kit, Fu Jingchen said to Uncle Wu, "Go back to your work."

Uncle Wu left the living room with a smile on his face.

Fu Jingchen opened the medicine box and found the iodine and the abrasion ointment.

He wanted to disinfect the small wound on her face, but Su Yao felt awkward and took the initiative to extend her hand. "I'll do it myself ??"

"What, you have eyes on your hands? Can you see where the wound is?"

Su Yao said awkwardly, "I can look in the mirror."

"Aren't you afraid of losing face if you see the wound on your face?"

Su Yao felt a bit unhappy after hearing that. "I've lost both of them in a 1v2 match. It can't be considered as my failure."

"If you hang yourself up, you will be considered a failure." Fu Jingchen brushed her hand away and naturally rubbed against her wound.

The wet and cold feeling on her face made Su Yao quiet down.

She slightly rolled her eyes and looked at Fu Jingchen's face.

This man ?? Although his face was not as fair and handsome as Mo Xinian's and Kang Yawei's, nor was it breathtaking like Third Young Master Huo's, his firm and resolute facial features were perfectly matched together. Coupled with his slightly bronze-coloured skin ?? He was just so handsome, yet so manly.

She looked away.

Fu Jingchen took the ointment and applied it to her.

She frowned.

Fu Jingchen stopped: "Pain?"

"A little."

Fu Jingchen harrumphed and raised his hand to continue: "Serves you right, I'll let you learn so much."

Su Yao was speechless. "I say, Mr. Fu, how many times do I have to say this? This battle, to me, is a victory. Can we still chat more happily?"

Hearing this, Fu Jingchen couldn't help but hold back his laughter: "What do you need my help for?"

Su Yao froze for a moment. The topic of their conversation had changed too quickly for her to react.

Fu Jingchen gave her a slant and asked: "If you want me to do something to avenge you, just say it."

These words caused Su Yao to be inexplicably touched. "Mr. Fu, I really have something that I want to ask you for your help with. I want to find a person."

Fu Jingchen looked at her and said proudly, "Who is it?"

"The last person my mother saw when she was still alive."

Fu Jingchen looked at her, "What characteristics does this person have? Or does he have a photo?"

"Yes." Su Yao opened her purse and handed him a blurry photo from her pocket.

Clearly, this was a screenshot from the monitoring screen.

In the scene, there was only the silhouette of a man.

The man was wearing a loose black coat with his hat still on his head.

He wore a black mask on his face, and only a pair of eyes remained ??

Although it was a little far and he couldn't see it clearly, Fu Jingchen still frowned when he saw it at first glance.

He had a strange feeling that this person was somewhat familiar.

"You don't even know the last person your mother saw?"

Su Yao shook her head. "When my mom left, I was still young, so this photo was given to me by my aunt. My aunt said that after my mom left, this person also went to see Teng Ping. I want to know, what is his relationship with Teng Ping, and what does it have to do with my mom's death."

"No clearer picture?"

Su Yao shook her head. "Originally, there were. After my aunt went to prison, some of the things she collected were taken away. This photo was also found on the monitor after my aunt came back, so it's also the most clear."

Fu Jingchen kept the photo, "Alright, I'll help you find it."

Su Yao looked at him and nodded gratefully. "Thank you."

Fu Jingchen stood up, "If you really want to thank me, then you better work hard in the future. Don't hang up the lottery."

With an expression of disappointment, he shook his head at Su Yao and left.

Su Yao pursed her lips. Who didn't want to win? How was she going to explain it to this man? Only then would he believe that he had really won today.

In the evening, Su Yao came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe. She was shocked by the person lying on the bed.

Her eyes were wide open as she stuttered, "You ??" Why did you come in? "

Fu Jingchen, who was on the bed, looked at her and said calmly, "We're newly wedded, what do you think?"