The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

Chapter 134 Are You Running Out of Money?

Mr. Fu waved his hand, and the bodyguard in the car behind him shot out a shot of anesthetic, which accurately hit the white tiger's forelimbs.

The touch was neither painful nor itchy, and the tiger didn't even look at it.

It opened its mouth and was about to howl again when it suddenly felt its legs were a little unstable.

The next second, the huge body collapsed to the ground.

It was still conscious and watched itself being carried into a large cage by many humans.

The white tiger's eyes are like a drawing machine.

Before it could even eat its little bit, it ended up losing itself.

Hu Zi now only hopes that the human who made the dots can see his pleading eyes.

Qingqing did see it, but she felt sorry for Hu Zi, so she asked her grandfather to close the car window so that out of sight, out of mind.

After the tiger was taken away, Mr. Fu no longer had any worries.

The driver drove out of Hushan through this gate.

The three little aliens who were squatting at the door and questioning their lives were still discussing what the "fragrant little dots" were that could make the tiger become fawning.

Seeing a car coming out, they fell silent and looked outside.

From this situation, Lin Yi already knew who was in the car.

I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence that Mr. Fu actually went through this door.

Seeing that the convoy was about to disappear, they hurried to catch up, really wanting to know what those magical little dots were.

In the middle car, Mr. Fu, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly heard the bodyguard in front talking.

"Master, there is a black car following us."

Mr. Fu's eyes opened instantly, and a trace of guilt crossed his face.

"Could it be the kid from the Xiao family?"

If that kid from the Xiao family catches up, won’t Qingqing be taken away?

"Speed up, speed up and get rid of them!"

With this command, the driver stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and quickly left the last car behind without a trace.

Looking at the cute little girl beside him, Mr. Fu already had a premonition of what his future life would be like.

It's pretty good to fight wits and courage with the Xiao family all day long. At least there is someone to play with him and he won't be lonely.

Along the way, Mr. Fu was thinking about how to keep Qingqing here.

He was very self-aware and knew that he could not compare with Xiao Qingdai's status.

But when Xiao Qingdai was still asleep, the three silly boys from the Xiao family couldn't beat him.

The most important thing is that he is old, and those three people should respect the elderly and love the young, and cannot take any real action against him.

It feels so good to be shameless.

Mr. Fu thought happily.

However, after the car stopped, he could no longer laugh.

There were two knocks on the car window, and Fu Yueci smiled unfriendly.

"Grandpa, have you had enough fun?"

When the old man's attention was drawn to this side, the car door on Qingqing's side was opened again.

Fu Huating stood in front of Qingqing with his arms outstretched and a very seductive smile.

"Sister, let your second brother carry you down."

The little guy subconsciously opened his arms and leaned forward.

When Fu Huating saw the dirt and dust on her body, his obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in and he couldn't help but reach out and pat it off.

The more he patted, the more dust there was. His mysophobia came back.

While Fu Yueci was still arguing with the old man in the car, he carried the little girl into the house.

Fu Hua stopped at her coat and took out a clean handkerchief embroidered with gardenias. She hesitated for a moment, but finally used it to wipe Qingqing's face.

The rough texture of the handkerchief and the smell of cheap perfume made Qingqing sneeze.

The little girl turned her face away and said softly, "Brother, it hurts a little."

Fu Hua paused for a moment and looked at the handkerchief she was holding.

It is undeniable that the texture of this handkerchief is indeed not very good.

But because it was given by the person he loved, he felt it was extremely precious, so he took it out to wipe Qingqing's face.

Now I realize that such rough material is indeed not suitable for children with delicate skin.

Fu Huating smiled and put it away.

The little girl took a look, rubbed her nose, and said in a muffled voice.

"This fragrance doesn't smell good. Qingqing has a nice one. Give it to me~"

Fu Huating curled his lips and rubbed the dust off her face with his fingers in a funny way.

"I've gotten used to this smell after smelling it for so long."

The little guy thought for a moment, his big black and white eyes staring at him.

Finally, he asked a shocking question.

"Brother, is our family going to run out of money?"