Jiang Wenyan looked at him: "'I don't know' is the answer, you won't love her anymore now."

So what is your past, and what is the difference?"

has always been the most fluent person, but at this moment, Fu Chen is speechless.

Yes, after all, I don't love it anymore, why do you have to dig into those pasts?

Jiang Wenyan continued to smile and said: "It's better to let go first, let it be, you are never a person who will be trapped by love." ”

He looked at the man who was still silent, got up and walked out the door: "It's purely a suggestion, of course the choice is still in your own hands, I'll go see the kid." ”

Fu Chen lost his mind for a moment, and after a while, he got up and left the room and went downstairs.

Jiang Wenyan was playing with Fu Xingyun downstairs, and when he saw Fu Chen coming down, he raised his voice: "Really don't you want to go to Seoul with me?"

Your Aunt Qiao Yin specially asked me to pick you up, didn't you always talk on the phone about wanting to see your little sister?"

"No, I've got something to do. Fu Xingyun continued to fiddle with the toy gun, responding quite seriously and mysteriously.

Jiang Wenyan was amused by his expression: "You little kid, what can you do."

Hang out with your workaholic daddy, and have fun going to Seoul with me?"

Fu Xingyun was obviously determined, and his little face was tightened. "Secret, I won't tell you, I won't go anyway. ”

This kid has read it many times that he wants to go to Seoul.

When Fu Chen took him back to China before, his reason was also to go to Seoul to meet Qiao Yin and his little sister.

Now I'm here to pick him up, but I'm not going again, and I don't know what I'm thinking in my little head.

Jiang Wenyan also pointed that coming to pick him up suddenly would surprise him, but he didn't expect this to be the result, so he turned around and looked at Fu Chen suspiciously.

Fu Chen strode to the edge of the sofa and sat down, and replied with a slight eyebrow raising movement, obviously, he didn't know what the kid was thinking now.

But although the little guy is only five years old, he has always been very assertive, and his temperament is perfectly inherited from Fu Chen.

Jiang Wenyan only laughed and did not persuade much.

He originally happened to come here on a business trip, Qiao Yin was bored during confinement, and told him to bring the child over to play, but now it is obvious that he can only let his favorite wife go home empty-handed.

Jiang Wenyan stayed for a meal and flew to Seoul.

Fu Chen took Fu Xingyun back to the room for a nap, the little guy has been used to sticking to him over the years, and he has to hold his arm as soon as he sleeps.

Fu Chen didn't feel sleepy, lying beside him, holding him with one hand, and looking at the things in his phone with the other.

About half an hour later, the children around him began to whisper vaguely: "Mommy, Mommy hug, Mommy wants Nebula......"

Fu Chen put down his phone, turned over and hugged the sleeping child, and patted him on the back.

Slightly distracted, his mind began to uncontrollably occupy that face again.

A few years ago, every thunderstorm night, when he thought of the woman, it was always the scene when she approached him in the hospital room five years ago, and there was never only that picture.

But in the past year, for some reason, there will occasionally be another picture.

It's about five years ago, Uncle Fu Qingshan kidnapped him and wanted to kill him, it was clear that it was impossible for that woman to be present at that time.

But at the moment when the uncle swung the knife at him, he actually had the woman in his mind.

The woman crouched not far away, looking at him with despair on her face, pleading and denouncing.

The face was blurry, but he felt that it was the woman.

That time, the uncle tried to kill him in vain, but it was clear that he miscalculated for a while and fell into the trap of the uncle, how could he have anything to do with a woman?

It's ridiculous, but since a year ago, that image began to appear in my head, and over the past year, it has been repeated, repeated countless times.

The headache and dizziness in my brain began to attack again.

He suddenly thought that he had always had headaches all these years, probably because these mysteries had not been solved, and it was not necessarily that he had too deep feelings for that woman.

Even if he wants to divorce, even if he can't have a future with her, those mysteries should still find answers, and maybe they can alleviate the headache and stubborn illness that has been tormenting him all these years.

For some reasons, Uncle Fu Qingshan's current prison sentence is also in Nancheng.

If you want to know whether that incident involved that woman, as the victim of the day, it is naturally the most direct way to ask the perpetrator for the truth.

Without much hesitation, Fu Chen took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

"Make an appointment with the prison, and I'll visit Fu Qingshan in the afternoon. ”

They quickly replied, "Okay, hello." ”

He put down his phone, and the chaotic mystery in his mind became more and more magnified.

He miscalculated and fell into the hands of Fu Qingshan that day, and even almost died in his hands, and now that he thinks about it, it is not without strangeness.

Fu Qingshan's hostility towards him was not an overnight thing, and he had always known very well that with his cautious temperament, he would fall into the uncle's bureau like that?

After Xingyun woke up, Fu Chen cleaned up and told him that he had something to do.

The child who has always been sticky to him, but this time he didn't ask much, and even offered to go to the company to play as if he was a little eager for him to go out.

Since Fu Xingyun was three years old, Fu Chen often took him to the company and came into contact with a lot of business things, and sometimes, he even let the little guy go by himself.

He is going out now, and it is also worry-free to put this child in the company for the assistant to watch.

Without much hesitation, he first sent Fu Xingyun to the Fu's Nancheng branch, and then drove to the prison alone.

After all, I haven't come to see this uncle for a few years.

Through a glass of glass, Fu Chen's eyes were pale, and he looked at the face in front of him, which was obviously much more vicissitudes than a few years ago.

Although Fu Qingshan is his uncle in terms of seniority, he is only ten years older than him, speaking of which, before he was imprisoned a few years ago, he could be regarded as having a good skin.

And now, after five years in prison, that face is only haggard and exhausted.

Fu Qingshan obviously didn't want to see him, although he made a big mistake by attempting to kill at the beginning, if it wasn't for this nephew who forced him to a dead end, he would never have panicked like that and did that kind of stupid thing.

As soon as he sat down, he sneered and said in a strange voice: "Yo, what kind of wind actually blew my eldest nephew?"

Fu Chen's voice was extremely flat, but there was a trace of contempt that was not difficult to detect: "Uncle, how have you been doing in the past few years?"

"What do you mean?

Fu Qingshan had been very breathless since he saw him for the first time, and now that he heard this, he was even more embarrassed.

Fu Chen ignored his emotions and continued indifferently: "On a whim, let's ask my uncle about something." ”