Zhou Ang returned home and found that Fu Bo hadn't left yet, he smiled, his smile was a little tired, "Fu Bo, go back and rest, thank you for your hard work." ”

Fu Bo shook his head lightly, "It's hard but not hard, it's so late, where have you been, young master?"

Shouldn't he really go to Wen Zaozao's house? I don't know what's wrong with Wen Zaozao recently, and he doesn't come to play with the young master, but he used to run here twice in three days.

Fu Bo was a little puzzled, he asked curiously, "Young Master, why hasn't Miss Wen come here recently?"

Zhou Ang's face became even more gloomy, he pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Fauber sensed that something was not quite right in his mood, and frowned slightly, did he just ask something that he shouldn't have asked?

He guessed in his heart that it might be that Zhou Ang and Wen had a little trouble early, and it was normal for young people to have a little fight, and it would be fine in a few days.

"By the way, young master, when I was packing up my husband's things after you left, I suddenly remembered something. ”

Fauber recalled, he wanted to pull the topic away, so he deliberately found a topic to talk about.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Ang gathered his thoughts, he raised his eyes to look at Fu Bo, and asked.

Fu Bo walked over to Zhou Ang and sat down, rubbed his hands together, and said, "It's about Mr. and Wufeng Palace." ”

No Phoenix Palace?

"I remember that because of the matter of Wufeng Palace, Mr. and Mr. Wen had a big quarrel. ”

Fu Bo sighed slightly: "Mr. has never quarreled with Mr. Wen, and I don't know why I suddenly quarreled that time, I only heard that it was about Wufeng Palace, and later I learned that Mr. had joined Wufeng Palace." ”

Zhou Ang looked at Fu Bo in shock, "You said that my father joined the sect of Wufeng Palace?"

Fu Bo nodded, "I remember very clearly, Mr. also has this pattern on his wrist, Mr. Wen just saw the pattern on Mr.'s wrist and quarreled with him, in Mr. Wen's eyes, Wufeng Palace is a dangerous existence, I remember that Mr. Wen said that this sect is more like a cult, they don't understand don't be rash, but Mr. didn't listen, and the two of them had a big quarrel." ”

Zhou Ang sat on the sofa and groaned, and after a while, he spoke: "I remember my mother once said that my father and Uncle Wen are as good as one person, if it weren't for the fact that they used to be the most loving couple and the envy of others, she would have wondered if my father liked men." ”

But two people who are as good as one person actually quarreled because they didn't know the details of the sect.

"And then?"

Zhou Ang asked again, "Later, they reconciled, right?"

Fauber nodded, "Reconciliation is reconciliation, but the relationship is not as good as before." ”

Zhou Ang frowned, "Not as good as before?"

Fu Bo nodded again, "Because Mr. joined the Wufeng Palace, the time has become less abundant, every day is very busy, no one knows what Mr. is busy with, even Mrs. doesn't know, because Mr. doesn't have much time to focus on scientific research, Mr. Wen is very dissatisfied with this." ”

Also, they once aspired to be the leader in this area, but his father stopped in the middle of the way, and whoever this matter rested on would be angry, sad and disappointed.

What's more, Uncle Wen and his father used to be such good friends and brothers.

"And then?"

Zhou Ang's tone was a little unconsciously lost, he didn't know why, he didn't understand his father's joining Wufeng Palace, and he didn't agree with it.

It's just that this was twenty years ago, and even if he didn't want a thousand and ten thousand disagreed, it would be useless.

Fu Bo shook his head slightly, "There is no later, since they had a big quarrel, the relationship between the two people is like a crystal ball falling to the ground, and if it is broken, it will be broken, and there is no sign of a broken mirror reunion, anyone who sees it will feel awkward." ”

"Then my father is no longer engaged in the business of exploring antiquities?" Zhou Ang wondered, if not, how did the antiquities research institute be established?

Fu Bo's eyes flashed, as if he was avoiding something, he raised his voice lightly, and said, "Young master, it's not early, you better rest early." ”

Zhou Anghu looked at Fu Bo suspiciously, why did he suddenly stop talking about it when he mentioned this?

"Fauber, do you have something else to hide from me?"

Zhou Ang's eyes fell sharply on him, with a little doubt.

Fu Bo was stunned for a moment, and then sighed slightly, he didn't dare to say it if he wanted to, if he said it, according to Zhou Ang's temper, he would definitely ...... again

He didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

"Fauber, I know you must have something to hide from me, just tell the truth, you don't have to hide it. ”

Zhou Ang thought that Fu Bo was worried that his heart would not be able to bear it, the corners of his lips tugged slightly, and he smiled: "Nothing can stimulate me now." ”

The things he saw, the things he experienced, and the things he didn't experienced, had already been seen by him as dull.

Fu Bo looked at him with a loveless look, and he couldn't help but feel a feeling of pity in his heart, "Young Master, I have some things to hide from you, but you still don't know these things, not only for your body, but also for the relationship between you and Miss Wen." ”

Zhou Ang frowned, "It has something to do with early morning?"

After asking, he shook his head decisively, "No, it's not related to Zao, it's a matter between my father and Uncle Wen, isn't it?"

Fu Bo was forced to look at Zhou Ang, his eyes didn't know where to put at all, and his hands were even more cramped on his knees.

"Fauber!"

Zhou Ang's voice increased a few decibels, "Fu Bo, what else is hiding from me? You can tell me the truth, right? You know my character, if I know that you still have something to hide from me, I will definitely ask to the end, even if I can't get an answer from you, I will check from somewhere else." ”

Fu Bo's cloudy eyes were mixed with a bit of worry and resistance, "Young Master, do you have to know?"

It's all because his mouth is not tight, and he just said that he leaked his mouth!

Zhou Ang's eyes were full of affirmation, "Yes!

Fu Bo was helpless, he sighed fiercely, "Actually, the original creator of the Antiquities Exploration Institute was Mr. Wen. ”

"What!"

Zhou Ang stood up in shock, his eyes full of disbelief, "What did you just say?"

Fu Bo smiled bitterly: "After Mr. joined Wufeng Palace, he was bent on cultivating martial arts and mental methods, and he had already abandoned the career he once loved. ”

Zhou Ang still couldn't believe it, he slowly sat back on the sofa, and asked in a void voice, "What happened later?"

(End of chapter)