Chapter 427 At This Time, a Beautiful Figure Suddenly Entered His Sight in the Dark.

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Fu Qinglun turned around and grandma walked in.

Grandma has been in charge of Guding Castle for decades. Now she is a vigorous old man. She has gray hair, but her face is full of kindness and love. She is a very lovable grandma.

Fu Qinglun spread his long legs and walked forward, stretching out his white and clean big hand to help grandma, "Grandma, why are you here?"

Grandma sat on the sofa and held Fu Qinglun's big hand lovingly. She couldn't see enough of this grandson.

"Grandson, why do you have to answer a phone call until now? Don't you like the girls downstairs?"

The 30-year-old young master of Guding Castle has not married yet, and many girls are looking forward to it. Look, grandma held a party and all kinds of girls came, but her grandson was not interested.

Those who were supposed to answer the phone, no one was there.

Fu Qinglun knelt on one knee beside grandma, holding her hand, and smiled with his thin red lips. He whispered, "Grandma, I don't like them."

Grandma nodded quickly, carefully observing Fu Qinglun's face while nodding, "Yes, I also think they are not suitable for my grandson. It doesn't matter. There are many good girls. Grandma will pick for you."

"Grandma..."

Fearing that he would refuse, grandma quickly showed a wronged and sad expression, "Grandson, it's not that grandma is urging you to get married. You are not young anymore. Look, you don't even have a woman around you. This is not normal."

Grandma was about to cry, "Grandma won't live for a few more days. , Grandma only hopes to see my great-grandson when I am buried. Grandson, can't you even satisfy this wish of grandma? "

"..."

Facing such a dramatic grandma, Fu Qinglun, "..."

Seeing that the man's attitude had eased, grandma took Fu Qinglun's big hand and went out, "Let's go downstairs. Others have given birth to a girl and have been trampled on the doorstep. My family has a grandson, but those girls are worried!"

"..."

...

The huge castle was holding a party. Many famous ladies had submitted invitations in advance to make appointments, and many did not even have the opportunity to come in.

Grandma dismissed the party, and those girls were still secretly looking at Fu Qinglun. That man was so handsome.

Fu Qinglun's handsome and gentle face was light, and there was a bit of laziness and elegance in his elegance. At this time, a kitten called, meow.

Fu Qinglun lowered his eyes and saw a white and fat little cat coming to his feet and rubbing gently.

"Where did the cat come from?" At this time, the butler of the castle found out, "Come on, send this cat out, don't dirty the young master's shoes."

Fu Qinglun raised his eyes and glanced at the butler, "No need."

Meow.

The little cat looked at Fu Qinglun and called out again.

Fu Qinglun put one hand in his trouser pocket and lowered his eyes to look at the cat at his feet. It was a pet cat, because it was wearing pink lace clothes, and even a pink bow was stuck on its head. It should be worn by its owner.

It was cute and a little funny.

Fu Qinglun casually raised his thin lips, thinking that the owner of this cat was really girly.

"Where is your owner?"

Look.

The little cat called.

Fu Qinglun's handsome and gentle eyebrows softened a little, "Lost?"

Look.

The little cat called again.

At this time, a soft and sweet voice sounded in his ears, "Uncle, that's my Huahua."

Hearing this voice, Fu Qinglun turned around quickly, and there was a little girl standing outside the castle.

The little girl looked about two or three years old, and she was as delicate as a piece of jade. She wore a pink princess dress and crystal shoes. It was obvious that she and the cat were from the same family.

The little girl's pink face was inlaid with big eyes like black grapes. She looked at him softly, "Uncle, can you give me Huahua?"

The little girl stood outside the gate and couldn't get in.

Fu Qinglun glanced at the little girl, then looked at the cat at his feet, "This one?"

"Yes." The little girl nodded.

Fu Qinglun lowered his tall body and wanted to hug the cat.

Look.

Huahua cried and ran directly into the castle.

"Huahua! My Huahua!" The little girl outside the door was anxious, and a layer of mist quickly accumulated in her big grape-like eyes.

The pink little mouth pouted, and a string of crystal tears fell down.

The little hand was clenched into a pink fist, and she rubbed her eyes and cried, "My Huahua, don't go... woo woo..."

Huahua was her best friend, and now Huahua doesn't want her anymore.

The little girl was crying, her voice was soft and thin. Fu Qinglun felt a sudden pain in his heart when he heard it. He stretched out his long legs and walked over.

The housekeeper opened the door, and he came to the little girl. The little girl was only as big as his calf.

He stretched out his big hand and picked up the little girl. He had not come into contact with such a small girl in his life, so he had no experience.

The little girl was so light, as if she had no bones, soft and fragrant, he was afraid of falling her.

He stretched out his rough thumb to wipe the tears on the little girl's face, and he coaxed her in a panic, "Don't cry... Huahua came to visit Uncle Shu's house, Uncle has asked someone to pick it up?"

The little girl looked at Fu Qinglun, her pink little mouth still trembling, "Really?"

"Yes." Fu Qinglun nodded, and then asked, "Where are your parents?"

Such a small little girl, what if she gets lost?

"My mom works here, and I don't have a dad."

When she said "I don't have a dad", the little girl's crystal tears fell again. Other little friends have dads, but she doesn't.

She also wants to have a dad.

Fu Qinglun felt pain in his heart. This feeling was a bit inexplicable. After all, this was a strange child.

Maybe he remembered the child he once had.

He also had a child who was going to be a dad, but that child was gone.

If that child was still there, he would be a little older than this little girl.

Now holding this little girl, his heart was incredibly soft.

"Little lemon! Little lemon!" At this time, an anxious call sounded.

"My aunt is here." The little girl said.

Fu Qinglun looked up and saw a Filipino maid running over, "Little Lemon, why are you here? I was scared to death."

The maid reached out and hugged Little Lemon, "Thank you, sir."

Fu Qinglun lifted his thin lips, "It's okay."

At this time, the housekeeper also took Huahua out, and Huahua returned to the little girl's arms.

"Little Lemon, let's go back quickly, your mother is looking for you, she is almost dying of anxiety." The Filipino maid carried Little Lemon away.

Little Lemon looked at Fu Qinglun over the Filipino maid's shoulder and waved her little hand, "Uncle, goodbye."

Fu Qinglun put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her.

The figures of the two people were getting farther and farther away, and they walked to the corner. At this time, a beautiful figure suddenly broke into his sight in the dark.