Chapter 31

After Song Han left, the entire living room fell silent.

Fu Shi asked, “Are you injured? Song Han has been spoiled by his family. I’ll definitely teach him a lesson later.”

“There’s no need for you to make a move.” Shen Chun smiled mysteriously. “He will learn his lesson soon.”

Fu Shi had experienced Shen Chun’s divination skills before, so he naturally didn’t doubt her words. Although Song Han was a little disappointing, he was still his cousin. He frowned and asked worriedly, “Nothing serious will happen, right?”

“Don’t worry, he won’t die. At most, he’ll lose some Yang energy and be weak for a few days.”

“Then I’ll have to trouble you to take care of him.”

“Don’t worry.” Shen Chun winked at him. “He’s your cousin, so he’s my cousin. I definitely won’t go overboard.”

Shen Chi stuck his head out and sized up Fu Shi. Then, he reached out his hand. “Hello, I’m Shen Chun’s younger brother. My name is Shen Chi.”

“Hello.” Fu Shi held Shen Chi’s hand.

Shen Chi straightened his back and said with a mature demeanor, “Brother-in-law, my sister and I will live with you in the future. I’ll try my best not to cause trouble for you guys, so don’t bully my sister. I’ll grow up soon. If you bully my sister, I’ll bully you in return.”

“Don’t worry,” Fu Shi replied seriously. “I won’t bully your sister. You don’t have to feel too restrained when you live here.”

“Okay!” Shen Chi revealed a bright smile. “Then we’ll be a family from now on!”

Fu Shi was stunned for a few seconds. Ever since his mother passed away, he had rarely heard such words. His family had already become broken when his stepmother stepped in, but now, it seemed that he had a new family.

Seeing that Fu Shi didn’t speak, Shen Chun thought that he didn’t like to hear such words, so he explained, “Shen Chi is still young. There are some things…”

“It’s fine.” Fu Shi interrupted her. “There’s nothing wrong with what yOUR brother said. Since you married me, we’re a family.”

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Song Han didn’t expect Fu Shi to be so ruthless as to send him to his biological father. It took him a lot of effort to sneak out.

As for his father, he was also ruthless. Not only did he hit him, but he also made him kneel in the ancestral hall. Sometimes, Song Han even suspected that he wasn’t his biological son.

Song Han found a place to park, then took out his phone to call his friends and ask them out for a drink.

He was about to drive to the bar when he realized that a pink wallet had suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he went over and picked up the wallet. There wasn’t much money inside, only five to six hundred. In addition, there were a few bank cards and a fresh peach blossom petal.

In this season, the peach blossoms had long withered, so he wondered where this person got them from. There was also a note on the side of the wallet. It was the contact information of the wallet’s owner.

“Tao Tian? This name is really strange,” Song Han muttered and dialed the number of the wallet’s owner.

The call was picked up quickly. Her gentle and sweet voice captivated Song Han.

“Hello, did you pick up my wallet?”

Song Han was entranced by the voice. He froze for a few seconds before replying, “Yes, I found your wallet. It was under the locust tree across the pedestrian street. Do you want to come over and get it?”

“Okay, thank you.” Tao Tian’s voice was as sweet as honey. “I’ll be there soon. Sorry to trouble you.”

The call had already been hung up, but Song Han still said stiffly, “No, it’s fine.”

Tao Tian arrived very quickly. She was wearing a long red dress. In contrast to her voice, she looked enchanting and charming. As she walked over, Song Han was mesmerized by her beauty.

Song Han fell in love at first sight.

“Did you see my wallet?”

Song Han nodded and handed over the wallet with both hands.

Tao Tian burst out laughing. As she took her wallet, her fingers brushed against Song Han’s palm. “You don’t have to be so polite. I should be the one thanking you.” n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“No need.” Song Han’s face was already blushing. “You’re welcome. It’s only right for me to do this.”

“You’re so kind!” Tao Tian kept approaching Song Han. She tilted her head and said, “You haven’t told me your name yet.”