Could it be that they were going around in circles in the room, no matter how much it was reported, it was a fact that Qi Lingyang ran to visit that Gu Yinyin, if he didn't go, there would be no such news.

Therefore, the most wrong thing is what Qi Lingyang did.

That kid hasn't arrived yet, but he's starting to play tricks, aren't you afraid that the little dumb will dump him?

Thinking about it like this, his steps paused again, and he always felt inconsistent.

People who don't even want the inheritance of the Fu family don't want Su Xiang for a female star?

It's all at this point, and it's impossible for Qi Lingyang to withdraw at this time.

Mo Fei looked at Pei Xian: "You are also the CEO of a film and television company, what kind of routine is this?"

Pei Xian threw the phone back to him and said, "It's just a lace news, tens of thousands of pieces of this a year, what's strange." ”

"Gu Yinyin's drama is Yaoshi's finale of the year's annual drama, and it is just a matter of warming up to break a scandal like this. ”

It's the same frown, isn't it?

However, Qi Lingyang's career has always been very low-key, and if it weren't for the war with Fu Hanchuan's heir, he would not have exposed all the private property he had made.

Will he just follow the hype for a drama?

He said to Pei Xian, who was drinking leisurely, "How do I feel that you are perfunctory to me?"

Pei Xian's wine glass was pressed to his lips, he smiled lightly, and before the wine entered his throat, he said: "This is just the beginning, and we have to wait for whether there is a follow-up to continue to look at the problem, right?"

After staying for a while in 1988, Pei Xian came out of it.

Standing on the steps, he looked up, the starlight above his head was obscured by the haze, and the night was thick, only a faint bright moon with a faint glow.

A few thin dark clouds drifted over, blocking out the moonlight.

Pei Xian lowered his head stupidly and walked down the steps slowly.

Because I drank some alcohol, I didn't plan to drive back, and walked slowly all the way home.

Well, these glasses of wine went down, and another night passed. A trip home to bed, the day passed.

In the past two years, the night without her has been so boring every night.

Fu Hanchuan still has a son to accompany him, and he has nothing.

The street lamp was bright and cold, and a stray dog next to the trash can was rummaging through the garbage, Pei Xian remembered that Fu Hanchuan not only had a son, but he also picked up a cat that Su Xiang raised.

That pervert.

He observed the stray dog for a while, and was really not in the mood to take a dog home in the middle of the night to bathe it and catch lice.

In the middle of the road, an ambulance whistled past, and when I heard it, it was the life of someone to save.

Pei Xian looked up and watched the flashing red light on the roof of the ambulance disappear into the night.

Unconsciously......

Pei Xian's footsteps stopped, and there was a half-high marble wall in front of him, on which the Second People's Hospital was written in large metal letters.

The direction of going home, how did you get here?

He glanced at the hall of the complex that had opened in front of him, and at this time there were still many emergency patients in it, and they were already patients' families.

I don't know if she's on duty tonight.

During the breakup, Pei Xian didn't accept this result, and once came to find him, the woman treated him as air as if she didn't know him, and told him not to hinder her work.

In front of so many people, Pei Xian lost face and never came to the hospital to look for her in the future.

A figure stepped out of it.

In the dim light, her figure could hardly be seen clearly, and when she reached the light at the door, Pei Xian's heart trembled, and she stepped forward to put her arm around the woman's shoulder.

"Qiao Ying ......"

The woman turned her head, saw that it was him, brushed his hand away with an indifferent expression, took out the earphones and plugged them into her ears, and walked straight forward.

Pei Xian thought about it for so long, but he didn't figure out what he was doing wrong, and the suppressed fire burst out.

He walked up to the woman, pulled off the woman's headphones, and asked directly with a black face: "Even if you say you broke up, you should give me a reason, right?"

Qiao Ying's ears were pulled a little painfully, but he ignored him, walked all the way to the parking lot in front, got in the car, and walked away.

“**！”

Pei Xian kicked away the stones on the road with a heavy kick, and the stone first presented a parabola, and after it landed, it rolled all the way and rolled out of the distance.

It's crazy, is this woman's brain made of stone!

Pei Xian returned home with a breath of air, and when he got home, he threw himself directly on the bed, lying upright, staring at the ceiling above his head.

On this bed, the two of them have lingered countless times, and the lingering energy is surging in my mind at this moment, and I feel that this bed is full of her taste.

Pei Xian jumped up, pulled all the sheets and quilts on the ground, kicked on the mattress, and then went to the guest room with the quilt in a huff.

……

Su Xiang didn't know if it was because of the phone call she made to Fu Hanchuan, for two days, she saw Fu Ying when she was out of elementary school.

The little guy has a bad temper and refuses to take her car, but only walks all the way back.

The journey of half an hour is not short, but Su Xiang is very satisfied with following him all the way.

On the first day.

"I don't want to ride in your car, I have legs. "This is the first time he actually walks home on his own, and he says something very bullish.

When he spoke, he deliberately fiddled with his watch. Then while walking, he beat a drum in his heart, and secretly looked at Su Xiang who was following him.

The next day.

"I know the road myself, so I don't want you to send it. ”

The little guy pulled down the strap of his schoolbag very angrily, and he had enough confidence to speak.

By the third day.

Su Xiang took back the lunch box from the security room, and watched Fu Ying come out of it, so he couldn't help laughing first.

She handed over the small snack she bought on the way: "Freshly baked rose cakes, it tastes good with milk." ”

Fu Ying glanced at her, tilted his shoulders, took off the schoolbag, handed it to Su Xiang, and said in a not very good tone: "Bring me the schoolbag." ”

All along, it was Teacher Wu or Chang Yan who helped him carry his schoolbag, and he only pretended to be when Fu Hanchuan was there.

The little guy carried his schoolbag for two days in a row, his shoulders were sore and painful, his legs were sore and his feet were painful, and he was uncomfortable anywhere, so his temper came up.

Su Xiang glanced at the schoolbag hanging in the air, and then at the little guy: "Haven't you always carried it yourself?"

Fu Ying saw that she hadn't taken the schoolbag for a long time, so he lowered his hand angrily and said loudly: "It's very tiring to go to school, don't you know?"

Su Xiang laughed when she heard him shout that she was tired, and she asked, "How tired?"

Fu Ying was asked, anyway, he just didn't like his shoulders to be pressed, so he couldn't grow taller.

His face flushed, and he angrily dragged his schoolbag forward: "Forget it, you never knew anyway." ”

The schoolbag hit his heel, bumping into it, Lian Liang looked at Fu Ying, who had already left, and then looked at Su Xiang, and followed with a small mouth.

"Fu Ying, you wait for me. ”

The two children walked side by side, and Su Xiang followed behind.

Fu Ying's words stabbed her a little.

Since the child went to school, she has never picked him up once, nor has she asked him what interesting things are in the school, whether he has eaten enough lunch, and which children he has played well with.

But what she lacked the most was that she didn't educate him well.

Fu Ying, who was walking in front, puffed out his cheeks, glanced behind him with his eyes, and snorted heavily.

Don't come to please him at all, do you still want his forgiveness?

Lian Liang looked at Fu Ying's bulging cheeks and giggled: "Fu Ying, you look so funny." ”

"What's so funny. Fu Ying muttered, this time, he kicked away with his schoolbag, kicked forward, and as soon as the schoolbag swung up, he took a step forward and kicked it again.

Lian Liang said: "Fu Ying, you look like a frog's belly, have you ever seen it?"

Fu Ying glared at her in annoyance: "You are like a frog." ”

He glanced back, so annoying, he didn't come to carry his schoolbag for him.

Until they reached the intersection of the traffic light in front, the two children separated, and Su Xiang gave Lian Liang all the snacks that Fu Ying had not touched, and asked the little girl to take them back to eat.

Fu Ying snorted, and when he continued to walk forward, Su Xiang took two steps faster and passed him and stood in front of him.

Fu Ying looked up at her: "Why are you blocking me?"

Su Xiang sighed lightly and took his small schoolbag, Fu Ying thought that she was going to carry his schoolbag, but before she could be happy, she saw Su Xiang open the strap of her schoolbag and put it on his back.

"What are you doing!"

Su Xiang winked at him and said, "Carry the schoolbag, aren't these two straps of the schoolbag used to carry?"

She gestured, this schoolbag is made of good material, and there is a thick layer of cushion on the back, which will not strangle the shoulders.

Fu Ying's little face turned red, and he lost his temper angrily: "What are you pretending to be stupid, I want you to get it for me!"

"If you want me to forgive you, you should do what I say!"

Facing his son, who had played a child's temper, Su Xiang's face sank, and he pressed his shoulder and said seriously: "Fu Ying, I hope you will forgive me for not being able to be by your side in the past few years, but I never expect to ask for your forgiveness in a way that pleases you." ”

"I'm your mother, not begging to be your mother, and I'm not going to let you get what you want for the sake of being happy, you better remember that. ”

Su Xiang can understand that Fu Ying's thinking is deviant, after all, the woman around Fu Hanchuan, if she wants to be on top, she must satisfy Fu Ying.

Not only women, but also those who have requests from the Fu family are all flattering to this child. In the past, every time a child was taken out, there were many things that were given by others.

Fu Ying was stunned by Su Xiang, his round eyes blinked, why were these different from what he thought?

Hmph, sure enough, I just pretended to be good to him, and after only a few days, I got impatient with him.

The little guy pursed his mouth tightly and held back for a while, and said loudly to Su Xiang: "Then I don't want to be your child, you go home and hug your little baby, and ignore me." ”

As soon as the little guy said that, the grievances in his heart also came out, like a balloon, and the second half of the sentence was full of crying.

His dirty little hands rubbed his eyes and sobbed.

Won't coax him at all, it's not good for him at all.

Why does he have to walk home by himself, he has a car to sit on, he has delicious food when he gets in the car, he doesn't have to smell the car exhaust, and he doesn't have to carry a school bag.

The little hand was gently held in the palm of his hand, a wet tissue was wiped on his hand, and the gentle and weird Mandarin sounded.

"If your hands are so dirty, if you wipe your eyes, bacteria will enter your eyes and you will get pink eye. ”

Fu Ying sniffled, staring at the person half-squatting in front of him in a daze, and his temper seemed to be unable to play.

Su Xiang wiped his hands clean, and there was no place to throw away the wet tissues for a while, so he stuffed them into his pocket first, looked at him at eye level and said, "Fu Ying, your schoolbag is very light for me, I can pick it up with one hand." ”

"But this is your school bag, it is the burden you are learning in school, and it is the burden that you should bear at your age. ”

"If you can't even bear this, tell me, what can you do in the future?"

Fu Ying blinked, he seemed to understand what he didn't understand, and he didn't seem to be so angry in his heart.

Su Xiang saw that he listened to her words, took his little hand and walked up, and also gave him the stairs: "You can't carry it now when you're hungry, right?

……

The TV in Chang's living room was on, and Chang Yan was lying on the sofa, with a book covering her face.

She's been like this for almost an afternoon, no, it's been days.

Yang Yanqing came back from outside, listened to the TV in the living room, and walked over to turn off the TV.

Chang Yan suddenly lost her voice when she heard this, frowned, and took the book off her face.

"Sister-in-law, why did you turn off the TV. ”

Yang Yanqing looked at her with a smile: "It turns out that you are awake, I thought you were asleep." ”

She put the remote control on the coffee table, Yang Yanqing took the blanket and shrunk her legs, and freed up half of the sofa for Yang Yanqing to sit on.

She rested her chin on her knee and said, "I'm bored, sister-in-law, you can take me out tomorrow." ”

Yang Yanqing glanced at her and teased: "Yo, it's strange, you have never liked to run into those wives, and you actually took the initiative to ask to participate?"

Chang Yan pouted and glanced at her: "Sister-in-law......"

There was a delicate piece of tiramisu on the coffee table, and only a small corner was dug up, Yang Yanqing picked it up and looked at it, and dug a piece in the other corner and put it in her mouth.

This taste is known to be made by my own little sister.

She said: "Tiramisu's meaning is to take me away, your cake should be sent to the Fu family, why did you eat it yourself?"

"Do you think Fu Hanchuan doesn't understand the customs and can't eat what you mean?"

Chang Yan pursed her lips and slapped Yang Yanqing angrily: "You know how to laugh at me." ”

She held Yang Yanqing's wrist and put the spoon into her mouth.

Yang Yanqing smiled and took another bite and said, "By the way, I haven't seen you running to the Fu family in the past few days, what's wrong with Fu Hanchuan?"

"Is there another contradiction?"

When Fu Hanchuan was mentioned, Chang Yan tugged at the fluff on the blanket and said nothing.

After Fu Hanchuan said her that time, although Mrs. Zhuoya comforted her a few words, she felt that she had no face to pass, so she kept bored at home.

Yang Yanqing saw her depressed appearance and knew that her guess was correct.

However, in her relationship, Chang Yan has always been chasing Fu Hanchuan, even if there is a conflict, it is Chang Yan who can't help it first.

Yang Yanqing said: "Okay, your eldest brother should feel distressed when he sees you like this." Tomorrow Mrs. Zhuoya will make an appointment to go to the suburbs to see the maple leaves, and you can come with you. ”

Seeing Mrs. Zhuoya, Mrs. Zhuoya said a few words, which was equivalent to Fu Hanchuan giving her the stairs, and Chang Yan had a smile on her face.

Yang Yanqing looked at her and poked her forehead: "Are you ......?"

……

It's Saturday in the blink of an eye.

Fu Ying woke up in the crook of Fu Hanchuan's arm, sleeping unkempt with black hair, like a bird's nest.

That's right, he slept with his dad again last night.

Dad treated him well for the past two days, didn't tear up his homework book, didn't throw his game console, and allowed him to sleep in his big bed.

It's just that he will ask him about some things on the way from school, which makes him feel annoying, and there are some things he can't say, and it's so hard to hide from him.

But he's also smart, and as long as he pretends to be asleep, he gets past it.

The little guy was woken up by a soak of urine, climbed out of bed and ran to the bathroom to release it, and exhaled comfortably.

The bathroom door opened, Fu Ying lifted his pants, and Fu Hanchuan glanced at him: "Get out of the way." ”

The little guy obediently ran to the washstand, stood on the small stool and squeezed toothpaste to brush his teeth, and the sound of rushing water sounded on the other side.

After a few moments, the man stood next to him, squeezed toothpaste and brushed his teeth.

After washing, Fu Ying returned to his room and pulled open his cloakroom.

The whole cloakroom was full of his clothes, some of which were so big that he couldn't even wear them.

Song's mother said that the clothes in this were all prepared by the person before leaving, and they were bought until he was ten years old.

Fu Ying chose among a row of slippery clothes, and finally picked out a sweatshirt with Wukong printed on it and changed it himself.

Walking to the living room, the little one's pace slowed down and called obediently.

"Grandma. ”

Mrs. Zoya touched his little head: "Hmm. ”

She glanced at the breakfast on the table: "Eat quickly, grandma will take you out when you are done." ”

Fu Ying blinked and glanced at Fu Hanchuan: "But I'm going to learn taekwondo today." ”

And...... And he made an appointment with her today, and she said he was going to come to see her boxing.

Mrs. Zhuoya said: "Taekwondo has already changed it to night for you, so it won't hinder you." Today, there is the daughter of the Huanyu Group, and many children are going, you have to go. ”

Fu Ying opened his mouth, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya didn't wait for his protest, but only said lightly to Fu Hanchuan: "I'm going to take him out today." ”

After the mother and son quarreled once last time, the two also reached an impasse, and Fu Hanchuan didn't even let the people in the old house take the child after that time.

But today, it was Mrs. Zoya who came to ask for someone in person.

Fu Ying went to a public primary school, and was opposed by Mrs. Zhuoya at the beginning of school, after all, the biggest advantage of private schools is not the educational qualifications, but the connections inside.

The network of many children of the family began when they were students. Even if the Fu family has a top status now, in Fu Ying's generation, he must also have his network.

After breakfast, Mrs. Zoya took the people away.

Fu Hanchuan wiped the corners of his lips and instructed Song's mother, "Call Teacher Wu and inform her that she has a holiday today." ”

Educational institution, Su Xiang waited there with pearls, and he didn't see Fu Ying until noon.

She glanced at the door in disappointment, originally, she planned to let Fu Ying see the pearl and explain it to him, so that the child would not always have a thorn in his heart.

And in a private manor in the suburbs, Fu Ying is not inferior to the children of those dignitaries.

He played tennis, and none of them played him and scored.

Under the shade of the tree, Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at Chang Yan, and said with a slight smile: "You haven't come to me for tea for a while, and you are angry with Hanchuan, I didn't offend you, why did you implicate me?"

Chang Yan smiled embarrassedly: "Madam, how can I be angry with you, I'm just busy during this time, and I don't have time to come." ”

Chang Yan naturally couldn't really admit that she had an awkward relationship with Fu Hanchuan, so she found a reason to prevaricate.

Yang Yanqing glanced at Chang Yan, this girl can speak now. I didn't put my position low.

Mrs. Zhuoya pinched the teacup and lowered her eyes slightly, and smiled faintly, for three years, she has always felt that although Chang Yan's family background is good, she is too weak, and now it seems that it is also beneficial to come to these ladies' gatherings often.

She said, "What are you busy with?"

Chang Yan lowered her head and smiled: "I'm learning finance from my sister-in-law." ”

"Huh?Finance?" Mrs. Zhuoya was slightly startled, "Aren't you learning Chinese?"

Chang Yan said: "How can I also be a member of the family. My eldest brother said that I was idle and asked me to help in the company. ”

Chang Yi did say it to her a few times, but she has never been interested in the company's affairs and has been shirking. But after Fu Hanchuan said what she said last time, she couldn't pull her son down to go to Fu's house, so she thought about it again.

kept circling Fu Hanchuan, and he couldn't see her. She has to have a self, and that woman, isn't she also leaving to find herself?

Yang Yanqing also smiled and said, "Yes, this girl has graduated for so long, and she hasn't done anything serious." The company has already opened to Beicheng, if she learns to get started, I will be more relaxed. ”

Mrs. Zhuoya nodded and said with a slight smile: "Your family's relationship is really good, and it is enviable." Even the relationship between my sister-in-law and sister-in-law is so good. It's just ......"

As soon as she spoke, she said to Chang Yan: "Miss Chang, I've been used to you accompanying me over the years, and if you don't come, my house will be deserted." ”

"I still have to come to play often, and my family wins ......"

She glanced at the pile of children: "This child's feelings are only hot when they are everywhere, you haven't seen him for a few days, don't you miss him?"

Chang Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

This hint from Madame Zoya made her heart sink.

The woman...... She is Fu Ying's mother, mother and son are connected, even if they haven't seen each other for a few years, the child is simple, and a few words are intimate.

She has taken care of Fu Ying for three years, will the child's feelings for her fade?

She took a light breath and smiled at Mrs. Zoya, "Of course I miss him very much, I heard that Madame is going to bring him here, and I specially took the time to make him a pudding cake that he likes to eat." ”

Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at the cake on the table: "This cake is really beautiful, it is still your skill, and everything is delicious." ”

She beckoned to Fu Ying, who was playing in the distance: "Fu Ying, come here......"

The little one heard someone calling him, threw the ball away and ran over.

Chang Yan didn't see Fu Ying for several days, saw his sweat, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and teased him: "Why, haven't you seen me for a few days, don't you want me?"