Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 1121: Didn’t You Say You Wanted Everyone to Know I’m Your Dad?

Fu Shihan glanced down at his nervous look, his lips curved slightly, and deliberately quickened his pace as he headed out.

Yangyang had short legs and struggled to keep up with his pace, so he could only jog out with a panicked expression, running all the way to the courtyard.

Two cars were parked in the courtyard, a black Bentley and a red Ferrari.

Yangyang stood between the two cars, not knowing which one Fu Shihan would drive, stood on tiptoe waiting there, craning his neck to look at Fu Shihan’s expression, which finally amused Fu Shihan.

"Which one do you want to ride?" he leaned against the car and asked Little Budian. Seeing Yangyang point at the red one, he nodded, "Get in the car."

Yangyang immediately opened the door and got in, sitting obediently and fastening his seatbelt. Fu Shihan originally wanted to tease him, but then thought about it, if this brat cried and went to Su Wanxin to complain, it would be quite troublesome.

Moreover, all the Su Family members were here today, and Yangyang’s status in the Su Family was clearly higher than he, the father.

So after weighing it over, Fu Shihan gave up doing anything unnecessary, got in the car, took Yangyang out, and went to meet up with Huo Jingfan and the others.

When they arrived at the hotel, a lot of reporters had already gathered outside the main entrance. As expected, pretty much every media outlet had sent people over.

A few sports cars roared in from a distance, and sharp-eyed people knew who had arrived just by looking at the license plates.

Their cameras shifted direction instantly, all aiming uniformly toward the curb where the cars were parking.

Yangyang leaned against the car window, looking outside, swallowed hard, turned his head, and said to Fu Shihan, "Dad, there are so many people."

"Afraid of people?"

"Not afraid, but..."

Yangyang clutched his clothing with both hands, wanting to say something but hesitating.

But if they got out of the car now, they would be seen by them.

Fu Shihan parked the car, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Didn’t you say you wanted people to know I’m your dad, now you don’t want them to?"

"I do!"

"Then get out of the car."

With these two sentences, Fu Shihan instantly erased the conflicted look on Fu Xiaoyang’s face, replacing it with a smile.

He quickly unbuckled the seatbelt, opened the door, and got out of the car, his heart racing as he stood there.

Huo Jingfan and Zheng Chuyang were also getting out of their cars one after another, glanced at the scene, then at Fu Shihan, who was already outside the car, and simultaneously raised their eyebrows.

"Causing trouble?" Zheng Chuyang was the first to speak. "You’re not giving my Brother Ci a break even on his big day?"

"Oh..." Huo Jingfan sighed calmly and shook his head.

Cursed ones, no longer human.

"What trouble have I caused?" Fu Shihan outright denied. "I’m now caught between wolves and tigers, surrounded, but I still bring my family to support him, and didn’t even charge the hotel venue fee, isn’t that decent enough?"

Zheng Chuyang: "Brother Han, is your standard for being decent just reaching the passing mark?"

Huo Jingfan: "Shut up, who knows how long that standard will last. It’s just a whim to act decent, don’t take it too seriously."

The two teased him, and although Fu Shihan listened, he didn’t retort, but also remembered.

He’s been busy lately and hasn’t had time to mess with them.

Lu Ci has already dived into the water, how far can these curses be?

Not far, one by one, no one escapes.

Fu Shihan said nothing but smiled, making Zheng Chuyang and Huo Jingfan feel a chilly sensation down their backs, sensing he wasn’t planning anything good.

Fu Shihan reached out to hold Yangyang’s hand and walked toward the hotel.

They hadn’t walked far before they were surrounded by a crowd of reporters.

The magnesium flash lights kept dazzling, making Yangyang unable to open his eyes. He lowered his head, his free hand constantly rubbing his eyes, uncomfortable.