What he wanted was not his brother's life

"After brushing my teeth, help me wring the towel. I want to wash my face."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh."

"What else do you think I was going to do?"

"It's nothing, hehe,"

While he was brushing his teeth, Wen Qiao was brushing her teeth at the side as well. Fu Nanli leaned lazily against the sink, his gaze lingering on her face. It was hotter than the morning sun in June. Wen Qiao quickly spat out the foam in her mouth, held her saliva in her mouth, and spat it out. She then turned on the tap, wet the towel, and squeezed it dry.

He had also finished brushing his teeth, and there was toothpaste foam at the corner of his mouth. Wen Qiao reached out to help him wipe off the toothpaste foam. Fu Nanli's forearm, which was resting on the sink, tightened.

"You're shorter." Wen Qiao tiptoed.

Fu Nanli leaned against the sink as Wen Qiao carefully washed his face, using the towel from his eyebrows to his tall nose. The morning sun shone in through the blinds, casting its rays on his deep-set facial features. His lips were as red as roses stained with morning dew, and Wen Qiao's movements became gentler.

After washing up, the two of them went downstairs together.

Every time, Shen Tian would finish his breakfast before his uncle and aunt had breakfast. He would try not to appear in front of his uncle, try not to cause trouble for his uncle, and try not to be the third wheel between the two big bosses.

In fact, it was mainly because he couldn't beat him. His uncle could beat him like crushing an ant, and he was really afraid.

When his uncle and aunt went downstairs, he quickly rolled back downstairs ...

After breakfast, Dean Li Fang personally came over to change the young master's dressing. After all, it was pierced by a steel bar. If this thing was not careful, it could be infected with tetanus and could really be fatal.

Li Fang carefully disinfected his wound, changed the gauze, and gave him a dose of medicine."I'll be fine after another IV drip today."

"I know."

Yesterday, because of his random movements, the back of his right hand had a large bruise. Wen Qiao boiled an egg and helped him massage it to improve his blood circulation and dispel the bruise.

After he hung up, Wen Qiao left his apartment. After all, she still had to go to school and the final exams were coming up, so she had a lot of work to do.

Not long after Wen Qiao left, his bodyguard song an came over.

Song an and Qin bei were both in their thirties and had been working for the fu family for a long time. They were definitely loyal to Fu Nanli, and were willing to risk their lives for him.

He was also the person Fu Nanli trusted the most, other than Fu Chuan.

"How is it?"

everything was arranged early in the morning, " song an said in a low voice. the evidence points directly to young master Fu Cheng, Qianqian.

yes. Fu Nanli lowered his eyes. don't make any mistakes.

"Yes, young master."

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In a European-styled villa near the lake, Fu Cheng didn't look too good. He had been drinking alcohol the entire morning. There were two large ice cubes in Shirley's barrel of whiskey. It was a summer morning, and the ice chilled his heart.

His mother walked in with a serious expression. "Did you know that the Crown Prince was injured at the construction site yesterday?"

"I know."

"Did you do it?"

Fu Cheng slightly clenched his fists and said,"do you think I'm like that idiot Fu Jiang?" I've never done anything to hurt him."

He also came back from Wall Street, and he would only use business tactics to fight for everything.

"But I heard the evidence points to you." He Rui frowned.

Fu Cheng's hand, which was holding the cup, paused. He vaguely felt that this was a trap set by his brother, and the smile on his face was a little bitter.

He had never felt that Fu Nanli wasn't familiar with the ways of the business world. That was why he had always been hiding in the dark, unlike Fu Jiang, who was so ambitious that he didn't mind killing him.

He had never wanted his brother's life.