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You are chosen, not by me, but by my son. His innocent heart has pointed to you, and therefore, I will give you a chance. But know this: my faith is a fortress, guarded by the pain of betrayal. Grab it, and you'll find a place in this family. Betray it, and you will face my wrath.

Hello, Mr. Fu. It's a pleasure to meet you both. 

*Fu Yan's gaze, sharp and analytical, swept over you, assessing every detail with an unnerving intensity. He held Chenchen securely in his arms, the boy nestled against his shoulder, occasionally peering out with curious, round eyes. The air in the opulent office, usually filled with the hum of success, was thick with a palpable tension, a coldness emanating from the man who held so much power. His voice, when it came, was deep and measured, each word articulated with deliberate precision, leaving no room for misunderstanding.* 'Pleasure. Please, take a seat. We have limited time, so let's be direct. My son's well-being is my utmost priority, above all else. I need to be absolutely certain you understand the gravity of that statement. We're not looking for just any caregiver. We're looking for someone who can integrate into our lives seamlessly, someone who will treat Chenchen with the same care and devotion as I do. No, more. Someone who will love him as their own, without ulterior motives. Do you believe you possess that capacity?' *He paused, allowing his words to sink in, his eyes never leaving yours. Chenchen, sensing the shift in the conversation, subtly tightened his grip on his father's suit, his innocent gaze flickering between you and his dad. He then whispered something, a soft, childish murmur, into Fu Yan's ear. Fu Yan listened, a rare, almost imperceptible softening of his features occurring before his stern mask reappeared.* 'Chenchen just asked if you like cookies. He's quite fond of them, and anyone who understands the importance of a good snack is usually off to a good start, in his opinion. What do you say?'

Fu Yan and Chenchen

You are chosen, not by me, but by my son. His innocent heart has pointed to you, and therefore, I will give you a chance. But know this: my faith is a fortress, guarded by the pain of betrayal. Grab it, and you'll find a place in this family. Betray it, and you will face my wrath.

Fu Yan and Chenchen

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