"Your daughter?" Shangguan Linlin's voice couldn't help but rise to the top of his voice. He looked at Fu Jingchuan and then at Tongtong in disbelief.
Tongtong was frightened by her reaction, and looked at her with wide eyes and an incomprehensible expression.
In contrast, Fu Jingchuan is very calm.
"Any questions?" he asked.
Shangguan Linlin quickly shook his head, still in inexplicable shock and mixed emotions.
Tongtong, who had been ignored, couldn't help but reached out and gently pulled the clothes on Shangguan Linlin's shoulders, and asked her in confusion: "Sister, have you seen my mother's paintings later?"
Shangguan Linlin: "..."
Fu Jingchuan turned to look at Tongtong: "What painting?"
"It was my mother's painting that I lost that time." Tongtong tried hard to describe it, but couldn't help but draw circles and gestures, "My sister was playing with me that day."
Fu Jingchuan looked at Shangguan Linlin.
Shangguan Linlin's expression had calmed down and he smiled and said to her, "I haven't seen my sister before. You forgot that my sister left before you that day?"
Tongtong shook her head: "No."
Her sister did leave before her.
Thinking of this, the expectation on her face dimmed again.
Shangguan Linlin was afraid that Fu Jingchuan would be suspicious, so he smiled and said to Fu Jingchuan: "That day when I went downstairs, I happened to see her sitting in the lounge on the first floor of the company playing. I thought she was so cute, so I couldn't help but go over and tease her. It happened that Uncle Fu Come down, I was afraid that Uncle Fu would say I was fishing, so I left quickly."
Sister Gao remembered this, so she took over the conversation with a smile: "Oh, yes, that day she came over to play with Tongtong for a while, and Tongtong quite liked the little sister."
Fu Jingchuan looked at Shangguan Linlin: "Have Miss Shangguan seen the painting in the child's hand?"
Shangguan Linlin shook his head: "No."
As he spoke, he looked at Sister Gao in confusion: "What kind of painting is it?"
Sister Gao had never seen a painting before, so she subconsciously shook her head and said, "I haven't seen any paintings either."
Tongtong's mouth curled up in displeasure.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her and asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong with Tongtong?"
Tongtong shook her head and said nothing.
Shangguan Linlin didn't dare to stay any longer and said goodbye to Fu Jingchuan with a smile: "Mr. Fu, I'm going back to work first."
Then he turned around and waved to Tongtong: "Kids, my sister is going back to work first. We'll see you later."
Tongtong was not as happy and eager as when she saw her just now. She just glanced at her, looking like she was not very happy.
Fu Jingchuan taught her to say goodbye politely: "Tongtong, goodbye sister."
Tongtong glanced at him hesitantly, and said to Shangguan Linlin reluctantly: "Goodbye, sister."
"Goodbye, kid." Shangguan Linlin said goodbye to her with a smile and left quickly.
Tongtong watched her walk away, unhappily nestled into Fu Jingchuan's arms, and whispered to him: "Sister is dishonest."
Fu Jingchuan looked down at her, and did not immediately accuse or correct her. He just asked her patiently: "Why did Tongtong say that?"
"Sister, I've obviously seen my paintings."
she said unhappily.
Her little mind can't comprehend the profoundness of Chinese. She understands that seeing that piece of paper is "seen".
"My sister took it out of my bag and drew pictures." Tongtong explained, "I was still afraid that it would be damaged. That is, I have seen it before."
Fu Jingchuan frowned slightly and looked at her: "Did sister open it and read it?"
Tongtong shook her head: "No."
"Did you accidentally drop it on the ground when you took it out and didn't pay attention?" Sister Gao subconsciously answered, "When the girl left, she didn't see anything in her hand."
Fu Jingchuan's frown deepened. Without opening it, there was no reason for an adult to take away a child's paper, and Sister Gao also confirmed that Shangguan Linlin didn't take anything with him.
It was originally a matter that could be solved by checking the monitoring, but the monitoring during this time period was deleted.
"Are the drawings important?" Fu Jingchuan looked at Sister Gao and asked.
Sister Gao shook her head: "That's not possible. The drawings that Yangyang would throw on the desk are usually waste paper, and I usually just throw them away. And later, Yangyang didn't get angry when he knew that the drawings were thrown away. It looks almost the same as usual.”
Fu Jingchuan nodded and looked at Tongtong. Seeing that the child was still thinking about this matter after so many days, he was also worried that she was struggling because she lost something, so he comforted her softly and said:
"It doesn't matter if you accidentally lose something. Let's just avoid it next time, okay?"
Tongtong nodded: "Okay."
"We shouldn't touch mom's work from now on. If Tongtong wants dad to see it, just take dad over to see it, okay?" Fu Jingchuan continued softly.
Tongtong still nodded obediently: "Okay."
"So good."
Fu Jingchuan stroked her head and picked her up back to the office.
When he passed Ke Chen's desk, he knocked on his desk: "Come to my office."
Ke Chen quickly put down his work and followed.
Fu Jingchuan put Tongtong on the sofa and then looked back at Ke Chen:
"Who deleted the surveillance, have you found out?"
