I saw Fu Jingchao change his clothes again, with a light blue linen shirt on his upper body, and his slender legs wrapped in khaki trousers.

What's special is that the shirt is slim, which perfectly outlines his inverted triangle and strong figure, and the top two buttons of the shirt are not fastened, revealing mouth-watering chest muscles.

Fu Sichen's eyes were red when he saw it, and he almost jumped up,, he didn't play like this, he dressed so sultryly, and he completely compared him, a fancy beauty with a brilliant face.

Originally, he was still thinking about flirting with his sister in the imperial capital for the past two days, but now he is teasing, with his brother here, those girls still can't see their eyes out, as for him, he is 100% second, and there is not even scum left.

At this moment, the regret, hate, annoyance in his heart, I can't wait to sew my mouth shut, Fu Sichen, Fu Sichen, look at your cheap mouth, it's not good to stimulate someone, stimulate his brother. Isn't this looking for abuse?

Now it's okay, just dig a pit and bury yourself.

Fu Jingchao glanced at his dumbfounded younger brother, his chin was slightly raised, he put on sunglasses with an expressionless face, and completely turned into a handsome and cold man, his arm wrapped around Qiao Du's shoulder, and strode outside.

Fu Sichen reacted for a moment before he realized that his brother was provoking him just now, touched his nose, didn't dare to say anything more, and followed in a gray manner.

……

The weather in Beijing is similar to that of Licheng, with the scorching sun in the sky and the scorching heat.

The group of three got off the plane, Qiao Du clearly felt the gaze from all directions, most of the eyes came from women, some old and some young, of course, she didn't think it was looking at her, because she put on a mask before getting off the plane to avoid being recognized.

A while ago, the news of the termination of the contract with Aotian was all over the place, and she didn't dare to guarantee that she would not be recognized when she arrived at the emperor, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she prepared a mask in her bag early.

Therefore, the eyes cast from all directions were all looking at the man beside her, Fu Jingchao.

Fu Sichen stretched his waist, turned his head to Fu Jingchao and said, "I haven't been back for a long time, but the air in my hometown smells good, and I have an indescribable sense of intimacy and belonging." ”

Fu Jingchao was silent, his sunglasses blocked most of his face, and his facial features were three-dimensional.

As they walked out of the airport, many young girls' eyes lit up one by one, and they couldn't help but follow them, and all kinds of voices came rushing in, interspersed with screams and nymphomaniacs.

"Look, that man is so strong, domineering and exposed! Cruel! Good man! ”

"Forehead god, do you see his figure, his chest muscles are so beautiful, so stylish, I want to go up and touch ......"

"It's a pity, I can't see my face while wearing sunglasses, but I can't stand it just by looking at the side face......"

"Which big star do you say?"

"I don't know......"

An encirclement gradually formed around them, and there were constantly impassioned voices that guessed Fu Jingchao's identity, and the flow of people rushed over, and they began to struggle.

Fu Sichen acted as a bodyguard, opened the way in front, and kept saying: "You recognize the wrong person, there are no stars here, please let go, please let go!" ”

The more he said that, the more excited the public became, and many people held up their phones.

Fu Jingchao's thick eyebrows furrowed, his face was cold and indifferent, and his big hand changed from holding Qiao Dui's shoulder to holding her hand tightly, for fear that she would be lost.

Qiao Du had never seen such a battle, so he had to stagger forward and be led forward by him.

Seeing this, the airport security guard thought it was a big star and hurried over to maintain order, which made the girls who were watching even more crazy to squeeze towards them.

Finally, the three of them came outside, and the driver quickly pulled the car door, and they got into an elongated black Cayenne parked outside.

The car started, and there were still people taking pictures of Cayenne outside, obediently, I didn't expect people to be cool and handsome, and the car was so stylish, it was really a trench in a trench.

Fu Sichen had a black line, wiped off the sweat from his head, his body collapsed in the seat, and secretly slandered, his brother was so big today that he was almost captured alive as a star.

Fu Jingchao's expression was calm, unaffected at all, seeing Qiao Du sitting stupidly without speaking, he asked her, "Are you hurt?" ”

She shook her head.

Fu Sichen rested for a while and chatted with the driver.

"Where's Little Ruirui? Why didn't you bring Xiao Ruirui? ”

"The little master is at home, he really wants to come and pick you up, but the master and the lady didn't let him, saying that he could see him when he went back." The driver replied.

Fu Sichen nodded, wanting to ask if Fu Zhixing was there, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again.

Fu Jingchao looked at Qiao Dui, she was a little out of shape since she got off the plane, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Stepping on the land of God's capital, breathing the air here, under the same blue sky, it seems that I am very close to that person in an instant.

For so many years, she had been following the whereabouts of that person, and when it came time to actually become in the same city, she began to be timid again.

Qiao Dui's mind was a little blank, and she was a little confused by being so troubled at the airport just now, and she was in a daze for a while, before she whispered to Fu Jingchao: "Just put me at the intersection in front, and I'll go to the hotel." ”

What?

Is Twilight going to a hotel?

Don't go back to Fu Mansion with them?

Fu Sichen's ears were sharp, and the next second he heard his brother stop slightly, and then instructed the driver: "Go to the Ink Mansion." ”

Champs Garden, Fu House.

The elongated Cayenne slowly drove in, several figures on the steps were looking forward to it, Fu Chengrui saw the car door open, broke free from Fu's mother's hand, and rushed up first.

Fu Sichen's handsome face was full of smiles, and he opened his arms and bent down and rushed forward: "Yo, little Ruirui little baby, welcome your uncle in such a big battle, well, I didn't hurt you in vain......"

Fu Chengrui: "......"

The little guy avoided Fu Sichen's arms in disgust, and looked inside the car, it was empty, and there was no Sister Twilight at all, so he immediately frowned and grabbed Fu Sichen.

Fu Sichen looked at his little nephew with an expression of asking questions, coughed and said, "Your father has something to do temporarily, and he will come back later." ”

After saying that, I saw his mother coming, and I wanted to go up to say hello, but I found that the corner of my clothes was tightly pulled by the little guy, and the big beautiful eyes were still staring at him.

Fu Sichen took advantage of the fact that his mother hadn't come down from the steps yet, and secretly said to the little guy: "The person you want to see can't be seen today, but you should be able to meet tomorrow." ”

Fu Chengrui pursed his lips, buried his head and walked into the house, no one should call him, he went upstairs in a blink of an eye, locked himself in the room and sulked.

Fu Sichen: "......"

"Stinky boy, you still know to come back." Fu's mother called her grandson twice and didn't respond, and she didn't notice anything abnormal for a while, so she stepped forward, looking at her handsome and sunny little son with joy in her eyes.

Fu Sichen stepped forward and gave his mother a big hug, and said coquettishly: "Mom, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, why are you still so young and beautiful, I didn't dare to recognize you just now." ”

"Stinky boy, just your mouth is sweet." Fu's mother was happy on her face, and she flattened her mouth and said, "How can you be willing to come back this time?" If Jin Wei doesn't get married, do you plan to come back next year? ”

"Mom, look at what you said, didn't we come back to accompany you and Dad during the Chinese New Year? Besides, there are a lot of things in my company, and I can't leave, if you want us next time, you can go directly to Licheng to live for three years and five years. Fu Sichen snapped his fingers as he spoke, and the driver immediately brought a few paper bags over, "This is a gift that my brother and I brought to you, and it is your favorite brand." ”

Mother Fu opened the paper bag and found that it was her favorite big-name jewelry, and glanced at her little son angrily: "Forget your brother, I raised him so big, he never gave me a gift, I know it's your kid coaxing me again." ”

"Mom, why do you care about so many little things? You don't want to think about it, since I was a child, you and my dad have used my brother as an example to squeeze me, when I was a child, you said that I was not as good as him in my homework, and my dad said that I was not as good as him, and I was not as good as him in playing with guns. When I grew up, he single-handedly founded the Dongcheng Group, and you think I don't know how to learn, eat, drink and have fun, and kicked me to my brother's place. I have everything I have today, all of which are trained by my brother Yan Shi and his high apprentices, if there is no him, how can everyone convincingly call me 'Mr. Fu' today, why do you dislike my brother now? Fu Sichen walked into the house with his fucking shoulders around his shoulders.

Fu's mother snorted: "That was before, your brother was excellent since he was a child, and your father and I originally thought that we didn't have to worry about his affairs in this life, it was enough to worry about you, but as a result, he was not troublesome." I got on the bus first and then made up the ticket, and gave us a smart and lovely grandson, he was good, and now he is thirty-two years old and has not started a family, and he has not even brought back the shadow of a woman, and your father and I are almost angry. ”

"Mom, this is your second elder's short-sightedness, what are men afraid of thirty-two? My brother wants to be good-looking, he wants a career, he even has a son, and it's not a matter of minutes to find a woman......"

"What do you mean, he already has?" Mr. Fu quietly interrupted his youngest son's words.

Fu Sichen was stunned for a moment, knowing that his mother was cheating on him, he was not stupid, his brother didn't confess to his family, if he said it, his little life would definitely not survive tomorrow.

He put his hand cynically around his mother's shoulder, and said slyly: "Well, that's the case, my brother is picky, and you don't know, if he refuses to pick, it's useless for others to be in a hurry." Okay, this time my brother and I came back to attend Jinwei's wedding, tell me what the situation is? ”

At the mention of this, Mother Fu sighed and said disdainfully: "What else can it be, I have been pregnant since the beginning of the year, and I heard that she resigned from the position of professor of the Chinese Department in Licheng and devoted herself to raising a baby in Jinwei's house." Thirty-nine, belongs to the advanced maternal age, but you must not be careful, if the child is gone, she is nothing. ”

Fu Sichen hugged his mother and walked up the steps: "What do you mean by my uncle?" ”

Fu Mu laughed: "What can it mean?" According to it, in addition to our family, your uncle and your third uncle are withered, and the family rules set by the old lady early on are not allowed to have illegitimate children. Jin Wei is your uncle's only son, that woman probably took a fancy to this, and the mother is more expensive than the son. ”

Fu Sichen sighed.

Fu's mother was upset when she mentioned this matter, sighed and said: "The outside media has already turned this matter upside down, and the Fu family has lost face this time." Suddenly took his youngest son's hand and said, "Let me tell you, don't be like Jin Wei, get a woman back, I don't accept a daughter-in-law who is older than you, even one year older." It's terrible to think about, the women outside here are eyeing each other, and they want to marry into the Fu family by all means, you have to pick one for me that I am satisfied with, otherwise my mother will have to die! ”

Fu Sichen instantly thought of his brother and Qiao Dui, his head was big now, and he hurriedly hugged his mother with a smile, and kissed him on the face: "Mom, where are you talking, I am that kind of person, if I like it in the future, I will definitely be the first to bring it back to you to see." ”

"That's pretty much it." Fu's mother's face softened a little, and said solemnly: "Remember, I like everyone to be beautiful, well-behaved and sensible kind of girls, such as Zhixing, sensible and considerate, today's young people have a few patience to take care of children, Zhixing is good, often help me take Xiao Ruirui, good temper, there is no eldest lady's shelf, I like this." It's a pity that her surname is Fu and she is your sister, otherwise it would be really good to be a daughter-in-law. Forget it, don't mention it, how is your company doing? ”

"It's good, it's going to be listed at the end of the year."

"So powerful?" Fu's mother was surprised.

Fu Sichen became proud: "That's!" Who is your son. ”

Fu's mother was full of relief: "That's also your brother's credit, I think you were a master of eating, drinking, and having fun all day long, playing with women and racing and fighting all day long, and you didn't smear your parents' faces in the capital......"

The mother and son talked and laughed, and they were happy.

There was a white and delicate figure standing in the corridor under the eaves, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "Brother Si Chen." ”

Only then did Fu Sichen notice Fu Zhixing on the steps, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Zhixing bit her lip and walked out of the shadows in the corner, her voice soft and soft: "Brother Si Chen, what about Brother Jing Chao?" Why didn't he come back, didn't he say that you were a plane for a flight? ”

"My brother has something to do, I'll be back later." Fu Sichen replied with a smile.

Fu Zhixing showed a smile: "Oh, then let's go into the house, the second aunt and Rui'er have been looking forward to you for a day." ”

Upstairs at this time, Fu Chengrui locked himself in the room, sitting on his small desk, with a small face, sulking.

Very angry, very angry......

Sister Twilight, whom he wanted to see, didn't come......

It's been days, and it's been days since he's seen his favorite and favorite sister......

He always remembered what Sister Twilight said, to be well-behaved, to listen to his father's words, so his father said that he would send him to live at his grandparents' house in Beijing for a few days, and he reluctantly agreed when he remembered what Sister Twilight had said.

He's been here for many, many days, and he wants to go back, but Dad says on the phone that he will bring Sister Twilight over, but Dad lied to people, and there is no Sister Twilight at all.

There was a knock on the door, and Fu Zhixing's gentle voice came in from outside: "Rui'er, come down and wash your hands, and get ready to eat." ”

He ignored it.

Angry, he opened the drawer and took out his small mobile phone, this mobile phone usually he doesn't use much, there were always aunts he didn't know to call him or send WeChat, he didn't pay attention, those aunts are bad people, they actually want to be his mother, he doesn't like those aunts who have a strong fragrance......

He only likes his Twilight sister.

Outside the door, Fu Zhixing knocked on the door for a long time, but Fu Chengrui didn't open the door at all.

"What's wrong? Why didn't Ruier open the door? Mother Fu saw that her grandson was delayed, so she couldn't help but come up and take a look.

Fu Zhijing bit her lip aggrievedly: "I don't know." ”

Seeing Fu Zhixing's pear blossom with rain expression, Fu's mother couldn't help but feel pity, patted Fu Zhixing's slender arm and said, "You go down, Jing Chao should come back in a while, Rui'er is here to deal with it." ”

Fu Zhixing's eyes flashed brightly, and she went downstairs very obediently.

Mother Fu looked at her back a little distracted, this third lady of the Fu family is kind-hearted, dignified and virtuous, can cook, can take care of housework, can hurt people, and has a high education.

-

Ink Mansion.

At about six o'clock in the evening, the sun sinks in the west, fading away from the heat of the day, and the evening breeze blows.

The car drove into an elegant villa, which looked like a private house.

It was Uncle Jiang, the housekeeper, who came to open the door for them, she got out of the car first, Fu Jingchao was chatting with the housekeeper outside, and the driver and maid moved the suitcases in and sent them upstairs.

She took off her shoes, her phone ringing in her pocket.

When I looked through it, I found that it was a WeChat message sent by Fu Chengrui, it was still a picture, it was a very cute child with a watery expression, and the small appearance made people's hearts hurt when they saw it.

She knew that this was the little guy protesting to her, so she lowered her head and said a voice: "Little Ruirui, Sister Twilight is a little tired today, shall we see you tomorrow morning?" I'll take you to something delicious. ”

After waiting for a while, the other one quickly replied to another picture, a cartoon squirrel was constantly nodding his head, and two words kept flashing next to him: "Mmmm." ”

Seeing this, Qiao Du smiled knowingly, as if she could see the happy little face of the little guy, took a deep breath, and she threw the phone into her pocket.

Bent down and put her feet into her slippers, and a pair of iron arms wrapped around her waist: "I have to go back to Fu's house." ”

She turned around and showed her first smile today: "Oh, Xiao Ruirui sent me WeChat just now, and I promised him to take him out to eat delicious food tomorrow, don't you mind?" ”

He stared at the smile on her face for a long time, and the hot hand on her waist was changed to caress her upturned buttocks, and then said in a deep voice: "Uncle Jiang is here, if you have anything to do with him, don't run around, I will send a car to pick you up tomorrow." ”

Does that mean he won't be here tonight, and he won't be available tomorrow?

Qiao Du understood, yes, Fu Zhixing is in the imperial capital, they have been separated from the two places for a long time, and they finally came back, how can there be any reason not to accompany them.

As for her, she can't walk around, this is his private house, but it is difficult to be seen, she understands this truth.

Qiao Du nodded and smiled very obediently, "I see." ”

Fu Jingchao lowered his head, held her small and delicate face with his big hand, rubbed his thumb on her ruddy and delicate cheeks for a while, looked at her deeply, and then turned around and strode away.

Soon the sound of a car engine sounded outside, and she saw through the large floor-to-ceiling windows that he was in a different car, and the butler came in from outside, just blocking her view.

The housekeeper was as kind to her as ever: "Miss Qiao, if there is anything you want to eat at night, I will let the kitchen cook it for you." ”

Qiao Du retracted his gaze, blinked, and smiled: "I don't pick, what to eat." ”

The housekeeper recommended: "You just came from the south, why don't you try the Jingbang cuisine?" ”

She smiled, "Okay." ”

One person, a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and exquisite dishes, Qiao Du only ate a bowl of rice and a small bowl of vegetable soup, and the other dishes were almost untouched.

When the maid cleaned up the table, the housekeeper came over to take a look, frowned, and went into the kitchen with his hands behind his back and said to the chef who was in charge of the cooking: "There is no need to cook Beijing dishes tomorrow, all according to the taste of the south, it is best to make it in Licheng." ”

The chef is a national first-class chef, who mainly cooks Beijing cuisine, and when he heard that he was going to cook Licheng instead, he was a little reluctant, so he said disapprovingly: "Uncle Jiang, it's just a girl, she knows what Beijing cuisine is?" Even Mr. Fu likes to eat the dishes I cook, why can't she? ”

When the housekeeper heard this, he stretched his face: "If you want to burn it, you will burn it, why is there so much nonsense?" When the young master left, he specially confessed, Miss Qiao can cook whatever she likes, you still don't understand this sentence? ”

The chef blinked his eyes a few times, he understood, Mr. Fu said this clearly means that he values the girl's film, I really can't see it, Mr. Fu never brings a woman back, and this area brings a little girl in her early twenties, this is the rhythm of marrying back to be the housewife of the Fu family?

Upstairs.

Qiao Duan looked for a while, only to find that the bedroom where he put his luggage was different from the large bedroom with a distinctive style in Fu Jingchao in Licheng, which showed that he didn't live here much.

Thinking that he would live in Fu's house today and see Fu Zhixing, for some reason, her thoughts were a little indescribably uncomfortable.

Probably disgusting, being able to circulate around two women at the same time, which woman would not be disgusting with such a man?

I'm afraid Fu Zhixing doesn't know about her existence yet, if she does, what will Fu Zhixing think? Will you get angry, get angry, quarrel?

Well, she's kind of looking forward to that.

It's better to let Fu Zhixing make a big fuss, and then let him let her go and give her back.

Thinking about it like this, she was in a good mood, she took a hot shower, lay on the bed with a very large size, felt that it was a little early to sleep like this, and turned out the script from the suitcase, and looked seriously.

She has read almost the four scripts, and this is the last one.

gradually got a number in her heart, she decided to choose the book of solving the case and suspense, this is the subject she always liked when she was a child, this script is also very well written, the plot is ups and downs, very interesting, the director and crew are also a team with a very good reputation, and the actor has not yet been decided.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect her choice, anyway, in this line of work, it has never been up to her choice which actor to play with.

After deciding down, she called Gu Yuan, and Gu Yuan was still capable over there: "Okay, I know, I will contact the producer, and there may be auditions, you will wait for me to notify you of the specific time." ”

"Okay."

Before going to bed, she lay in the quilt, hesitantly looked at the mobile phone lying on the bed table, couldn't fall asleep after turning it over, and finally couldn't stay up and get up, surf the Internet, and check the news about the Fu family's wedding the day after tomorrow.

opened the news website, she didn't need to rummage through it at all, and the endless news headlines jumped in front of her, what beautiful writer Su Xuan married into a wealthy family.

Another example is Fu Jinwei, the son of the Fu family, who is about to marry a woman who is fourteen years older than his wife......

After looking at these headlines for a long time, she suddenly wanted to see what others thought.

Click on, the comments under each one are varied, with all kinds of tones, and the following netizens are also showing polarized attitudes, some ridicule and ridicule, and some maintain blessings.

Netizens on the side stood on Su Xuan's side and supported it.

Drowning Wind: "A bunch of trolls, what's wrong with the age gap?" What happened to sibling love? There is no age in front of love, what is in the way of them falling in love? I think you're jealous! ”

I'm different from you in that: "Su Xuan, come on!" I support you, who said that wealthy families don't have true love, don't pay attention to those people, I like every one of your books, I like every TV series that is made, come on! Come on! ”

Netizens on the other side scolded.

There are always sluts who want to harm me: "It doesn't matter if the old woman in her forties wants to marry a wealthy family, and she also kidnapped a young man who is fourteen years younger to be her husband, shameless, and it is clear that it is profitable." ”

If it doesn't work, it won't work: "I liked you when I was in school, and in my mind you have always been as simple and cute as the heroine of every book, and never loved vanity." I didn't expect you to be such a person, and you are not bad for money, why should you marry a wealthy family? Greed is insufficient, I really feel that it is shameless to force the palace with a big belly, shameless! ”

Qiao Du rolled it roughly, her eyes hurt, threw away her phone, and turned off the light.

Champs Garden, Fu House.

The tall figure walked into the long-lost home with vigorous steps.

When Fu's mother saw that her eldest son was back, she was excited, but she was not as intimate as she hugged Fu Sichen before, there was a soft light in her eyes, and she said with a restrained smile: "Are you back?" ”

"Yes, Mom." Fu Jingchao glanced at his mother lightly, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his voice was low and mellow.

Fu's mother knows that her eldest son's temperament has always been like this, and his emotions have never been exposed.

"Brother Jing Chao."

At this moment, a pure and sweet voice floated over, with a trace of restrained and suppressed emotion in the slightly raised voice, and then said shyly: "You are back." ”

Fu Jingchao's eyebrows didn't move, his star-like eyes stared at her in the middle of the night, and he let out a very faint "um".

Fu Zhixing bit her lip lightly, lowered her head, didn't dare to look at him in front of Fu's mother, and the hand holding the chopsticks was trembling slightly, revealing the joy in her heart.

She couldn't suppress her longing, she quietly peeked at the tall body of the man reflected on the window next to her, and there was no emotion on the gentle handsome face, but she knew that he had her in his heart.

They've been talking on the phone a lot since then, they're talking about common topics, and it feels like it's back to the way it used to be.

I haven't seen this man for more than half a year, this man, who is full of men who occupy her entire body and mind, has more charm of a mature man than before, and it is also more exciting, and she can't help herself.

Fu's mother was unaware of the undercurrent of male and female affection, and took chopsticks from Fu Zhixing's hand and handed them to the nanny next to her: "This child, didn't I tell you, there is a nanny at home, so I will leave these things to them to do." ”

Fu Zhixing lowered her head and smiled quietly: "It's okay, second aunt, I'm idle too, it's better to do something." ”

Fu's mother likes such a sensible girl, her eyes are full of love, and she took Fu Zhixing's weak and boneless little hand and said, "You, if anyone marries you in the future, he must have burned high incense in his previous life." ”

"Second aunt." Fu Zhixing glanced at Fu's mother with disgust, and glanced at the man's deep and resolute face as if she didn't have anything, and pursed her lips and said: "Don't make fun of Zhixing like this, Zhiying doesn't want to get married, Zhixing wants to be a child of the Fu family all the time." ”

"Silly boy, you have to get married sooner or later in a girl's family, don't look at you as adopted, but the entire Fu family is full of boys, here, we elders hurt you the most. Your marriage is not only in your father's heart, but even in our hearts, we must choose the best family for you to rest assured. ”

Fu Zhixing tilted her head, looking innocent and romantic, with a simple mind, when Fu's mother said the word "adoption", the brilliance in her eyes sank, and then it was fleeting, and she smiled sweetly: "No, second aunt, I don't want to do this now, I want to accompany you more." Especially the second aunt, you see that you are so well maintained and so young, and you are only in your early thirties, I need to be by your side and learn your way of health preservation......"

Fu Zhixing coaxed Fu's mother into a daze in a few words, laughed from ear to ear, and changed her voice repeatedly: "Okay, good, listen to you, we Zhixing is empathetic, don't say, if you get married, the whole Fu family is full of men, it doesn't mean anything at all, I can't bear to ...... you."

"I can't bear you, aunt......" Fu Zhixing hugged Fu's mother affectionately.

The scene is warm and emotional.

Fu Jingchao looked at him expressionlessly, his slender fingers lit a cigarette for himself, the firelight jumped, and his dark eyes were obscure.

Fu Sichen came out of the bathroom and found that Fu's mother and Fu Zhixing were talking and laughing affectionately, and then looked at his brother, sitting on the sofa smoking, and couldn't help but lean over and whisper: "Brother, when I came back, Xiao Ruirui didn't see Qiao Dui, he was angry, he was locking himself in the room alone and refused to come out, my mother and Zhixing both went to knock on the door, it's useless, I'm counting on you now." ”

Fu Jingchao slowly exhaled the smoke ring, raised his eyebrows and asked coldly, "What about Dad?" ”

Fu Sichen pursed his lower lips and said indifferently: "Who knows, maybe the troops have something to come back late." ”

Fu Sichen has always been at odds with the old man, and most of them have a cold attitude when he mentions it.

Fu Jingchao knew this very well, smoked a cigarette, and didn't ask anything more.

He finished his cigarette, put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, put down his long overlapping legs, and got up to go upstairs to have a look.

When he arrived at the staircase, Fu Sichen caught up again, stopped talking, looked left and right before whispering: "By the way, I didn't mention Qiao Dui, and the family didn't know that there was a person like her, brother, what are you going to do?" Don't you really want to explain it to your family? ”

Fu Jingchao pursed his lips slightly, tucked his eyebrows, was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not time yet." ”

Fu Sichen thought of Fu Zhixing downstairs, nodded understandingly, didn't ask any more, and saw his brother walking up the stairs with strong steps, a little uneasy, afraid that the two fathers and sons would have to face Mai Mang again later, so he hurriedly followed.

The two rushed to Fu Chengrui's bedroom one after the other, the little guy was walking out of the door, preparing to go downstairs, only one step away from Fu Jingchao, the little guy was stunned and could not squint and leave directly.

Fu Sichen touched his nose, admired so much that he really wanted to run forward and shake the little guy and ask: How did you manage to be so calm and calm under your father's powerful aura, why can't I do it, can't do it......

Fu Jingchao's tough face was expressionless, and he walked downstairs with a step.

When I got downstairs, I was about to start eating, Fu's father Fu Ce came in, dressed in a strict military uniform, his eyebrows and eyes were not angry and arrogant, and after coming in, he handed over his hat to the nanny, took off his military jacket, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands before coming out.

Everyone was already seated, Fu Ce glanced at his two sons majestically, and said sonorously: "Are you willing to come back?" ”

Fu Jingchao sat upright and upright, turned his face to look at his father, and hummed lightly.

Fu Sichen slightly picked the corner of his lower lip and didn't squeak.

Fu Ce's gaze swept over Fu Jingchao, paused for a moment on Fu Sichen's unruly face, and then snorted dissatisfiedly, sat down neatly, put his hands on the table and said majestically: "Open the meal." ”

No one dared to speak at the table, and everyone silently picked up the chopsticks, except for one person, and that person was Fu Chengrui.

Fu Ce has always been the same at home, and he hates people challenging his authority the most, such as Fu Sichen, who is often blamed by him.

This time was no exception, Fu Ce was about to get angry, when he saw that it was Fu Chengrui, his eyes immediately turned soft, and even the lines on his stiff and tight face changed, and he said in a voice that could be called a harmonious voice: "Good Ruirui, what's wrong?" How do you skip meals? ”

Fu Chengrui glanced at his grandfather, and his grandfather would rarely show a smile in front of him in this home, but he didn't buy it at all and shook his little head.

How can a good grandson do it without eating!

Fu Ce immediately lowered his voice, "Good Ruirui, tell grandpa, how do you want to eat?" As long as Grandpa does it, he will do it. ”

Fu Chengrui's big black grape-like eyes suddenly brightened, he pursed his small mouth, stretched out his little hand, and immediately the maid behind him handed over the tablet, only to see the little guy write a line of words on the tablet: "Grandpa, I want to invite the person I like to be a guest at home, is it okay?" ”

Fu Ce thought it was something difficult to do, but after reading it, he smiled, touched his grandson's head very kindly, and waved his big hand and said, "What's wrong with this, grandpa is right!" How many friends do you want to invite, how many days to play at home, and grandpa agrees to all of them, as long as you eat obediently, okay? ”

In his opinion, the big thing is not as important as his good grandson's meal, for Fu Chengrui's problem of eating, it can be said that the whole family has been tossed up and down, and his old face almost laughs and falls apart every time he tries to coax his grandson to eat, which is much more difficult than training soldiers in the army.

As soon as he heard his father's doting tone, Fu Jingchao frowned, and reprimanded him unhappily: "Eating is your own business, what conditions to talk about......

"Shut up!" Fu Ce couldn't stand it as soon as he heard others lecture his good grandson, and interrupted his son's words with his glaring, "I don't care if you go back to your Licheng, but in this family, I have the final say!" ”

Seeing that his brother was scolded and Fu Sichen quit, he sneered lightly and squinted at his father: "What age is this when I said, and you are still engaged in suppression?" Now is a democratic and harmonious society, everyone has the freedom to speak, and I support my brother's ......."

"Shut up for me!" Fu Ce was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, his face was red and his neck was thick: "You are embarrassed to say me, look at the good things you have done, the girl of the Zhao family has not married until now for you, you said that you didn't like people back then, why did you provoke others?" Every time I saw Political Commissar Zhao's face in the army, I panicked, so I could only take a detour......"

Fu Sichen replied: "It's your business, I'm not panicked, it's normal for young people to fall in love, who can talk about it?" It's not a gun......"

Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel, Fu's mother went into the kitchen again to tell the nanny to serve the food.

Fu Zhixing poured a glass of water with her hands and feet, went around the table and handed it to Fu Ce, and opened her mouth gently and considerately: "Brother Si Chen, you don't have to say a word, the climate has been changeable recently, and the second uncle is not in good health, and he always coughs, so don't be angry with him." ”

Fu Ce naturally understands that this is the little niece who is looking for him under the ladder, Fu Sichen, a stinky boy, was less disciplined by him before, but now that the business is bigger, and he is the boss, his wings are stiff, and he knows how to talk back, and he is so angry that he chokes every time, but he can't hold him down with his father's frame like he did when he was a child.

Therefore, as soon as Fu Zhixing's words fell, he kept coughing, and then picked up the glass of water and drank it, looking uncomfortable.

Fu Sichen: "......"

Fu Jingchao: "......"

Fu Sichen couldn't help but lean in his heart, this old man hasn't seen him for a while, his acting skills are good, not much worse than the acting skills of those old actors in the entertainment industry, what kind of chief is it, how good it is to go directly to the entertainment industry to film, quasi-popular!

After Fu Ce drank the water, he found that his youngest son stopped talking, and he was proud, so he couldn't help but look at Fu Zhixing a few more times, she is still a daughter, intimate!

What's so good about my son, I know that I scold him all day long, the big one is not worrying, and he doesn't have a family until now, and the little one also makes him angry, hum!

The three adults were arguing, Fu Chengrui was not affected at all, his little face was very excited, and he picked up the chopsticks very happily, and he ate it himself without being urged.

Fu's father and mother breathed a sigh of relief, Fu Jingchao's dark eyes looked at his son's abnormal behavior for a moment, his thin lips pursed, and he vaguely guessed something.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms, and Fu Chengrui was the first to run, and he wanted to go up and send >

Fu Sichen yawned and went back to the room.

Fu Jingchao finished answering two business calls downstairs, and immediately dealt with some work mailboxes, and then the whole mansion quieted down.

The clock pointed to ten o'clock, and a man walked quietly down the secluded staircase.

On the third floor, there was a figure at the door of the third room on the right turn, thin and slender, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

The strong and powerful long legs stepped on the thick carpet and was silent, and he saw Fu Zhixing wrapping her hands around her, the corners of her lips were a little white, like a homeless child, and her pitiful appearance was very similar to the scene of their first meeting.

The light and shadow in his dark eyes overlapped, and no one dared to see what was inside.

Gradually, his tall figure stood still, his lips stretched into a straight line: "What are you doing here?" ”

In the quiet and wide corridor on the third floor, Fu Zhixing took two steps forward, grabbed the corner of his shirt, raised his face, and stared greedily at the man in front of him: "Brother Jing Chao, are you ...... Are you still mad at me? I know it's wrong, really, it's me who is bad, it's me who was confused, it's me who didn't protect our Rui'er, it's me who didn't do my duty as a mother, it's right for you to be angry with me, but please don't ignore me, okay? ”