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On Monday, Fu Nuan prepared to go to class, but when he passed by the sports field and walked towards the school building, he unintentionally swept his eyes over the students who were doing their activities. He saw a row of rakes at the side, and three to five male students standing there, practicing archery.

At first, she only looked around casually, but the next moment, she noticed something. She suddenly frowned as she stared at the patch of red on the edge of the field and stopped in her tracks.

What was that?

Fu Nuan had a moment of doubt in his heart, and he unconsciously stepped forward, walking a few steps closer, as he carefully examined the "red thing" on the ground.

Only now did he realize that it was a wounded sparrow. There were still some bloodstains left around it, and its wings seemed to have been pierced by something. It looked like it was on the verge of death.

She looked at the few boys who were practicing shooting. Could it be that they shot the sparrow?

"Why is there a sparrow here?"

When Fu Nuan said this, the surrounding men put down the things in their hands. They looked at each other, but no one replied for a while.

The sudden silence caused Fu Nuan to frown. She sized up the few boys and noticed that one of them, a boy wearing a black checked shirt, was staring at her without moving. It was strange.

Without waiting for Fu Nuan to ask any more questions, the society's organizer came over and explained, "Teacher, we are from the school's shooting society, and we are currently conducting society activities. The sparrow fell from the tree and was injured. We thought we'd leave it here and send it to the infirmary to be bandaged. "

After listening to the leader of the society speak, Fu Nuan slowly nodded his head, but in his heart, he did not think that the sparrow's wound was a broken wound.

Her gaze was still doubtful as she swept her gaze over the students in front of her.

The boy in the black plaid shirt had a gloomy expression on his face. He suddenly went up to the sparrow and picked it up before turning around and walking away, not putting her, a teacher, in his eyes at all. Furthermore, she felt a trace of an indescribable coldness coming from that boy.

"Wait …"

"Ring, ring, ring!"

Seeing this scene, Fu Nuan was about to ask further, when he was interrupted by the bell that rang throughout the class.

Seeing this, the other members hurriedly said that they were in a hurry to go to class, so they took the books on the sports field and ran off.

Seeing that everyone had left, Fu Nuan remembered that he had to rush to his own class, and immediately turned and headed towards the school building without caring about anything else.

Unbeknownst to them, the guy in the black plaid shirt turned his head around and stared coldly at the woman who was walking away. The sparrow in his hand could no longer move, and dark red blood was dripping from his feet.

Even until the evening, when Fu Nuan had finished his work, he was still thinking about this matter. It was probably because she had overthought it, that it was just a society, he was just conducting a group activity … Leaving this matter to the back of her mind, when she drove back from Lu City University, the sky was already completely dark.

When they were almost to the apartment complex's entrance, a figure rushed out and almost bumped into her.

"Sssii …"

With the ear-piercing sound of brakes, Fu Nuan stopped the car.

Just now, I almost bumped into …

"Sister, please help me, I beg of you!"

Unexpectedly, the person who jumped onto the window seat was Fu Sirou who had tears all over his face.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly stopping the car, suddenly begging her, this Fu Sirou was really the same as before.

Fu Nuan rolled down the window and looked up and down at Fu Sirou. Seeing that he was unharmed, he shouted coldly: "Get out of the way."

Her hatred towards Fu Sirou would not just because she had changed her surname, but he actually saw her as his younger sister. Fu Nuan did not forget what Fu Sirou had done before.

But Fu Sirou just lied on the side of the carriage and refused to let go.

"Elder sister, I'm begging you, I can't marry into President Rong, I really can't marry into him!"

Fu Sirou, who was crying non-stop, was completely confused by what he said.

"Who?" Who do you think I should marry? "

President Rong... Was he the CEO of Rong's Group that Father wanted to build a relationship with?

"It's the President Rong. Uncle Fu wants me to marry him. But elder sister, President Rong wants the daughter of the Fu family. I am not Uncle Fu's biological daughter, so I can't marry him … "Besides, I …"

Finally, Fu Sirou bit her lips, tightly held onto her lower abdomen with both hands, and looked at Fu Nuan with a panicked expression, spitting out words with clarity.

"Elder sister, I'm pregnant. I'm Jiang Yucheng's child."

With that, Fu Nuan's body stiffened. He had indeed been shocked by this piece of news.

"..." "What?"

With a slightly confused mind, Fu Nuan subconsciously let out a sentence.

"I already have a child, but Uncle Fu married me to that President Rong. I know Uncle Fu wants me to give me a hard time, but …" Right now, if we really get married, and President Rong finds out that our family has deceived him, then the situation will be even worse. "

As Fu Sirou spoke, he pretended to shed two tears pitifully and continued, "Uncle Fu still doesn't know that I'm pregnant. I didn't dare to tell him. "Sis, I know it was all my fault before, but I'm begging you, help me this time. I can't abandon this child!"

After she finished speaking, she immediately knelt down towards Fu Nuan.

The pupils of Fu Nuan, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly shook. She never thought that Fu Sirou would come and beg her so humbly.

However, how could he help?