Mingzhi took Fu Ting to a very secret manor in the suburbs.

Surrounded by towering ancient trees, blocking the scorching sun, the whole estate is shrouded in gloom, looking eerie, like an ancient castle in the dark.

Normal people don't like to live in such a gloomy environment, but Fu Ting is not surprised at all.

Because she had seen Fu Qingji in her previous life, she knew that man had such an eccentric character.

At the gate of the manor is an assistant who takes care of Fu Qingji's daily life, and takes Mingzhi Fu into the door.

Fu Qingji lived on the second floor, and the assistant knocked on the door first, and after a few seconds, a deep voice with no emotion came from inside, "Come in." ”

The door opened.

The light inside was dim, and the first thing I saw was a man with outstanding appearance.

He was wearing a light-colored trench coat and was very slender, sitting sideways in a black wheelchair.

The man's legs are slender, the black trouser line is straight, and his temperament is as cold as pine bamboo.

Hearing the movement, Fu Qingji's slender and white fingertips turned the wheelchair and slowly turned around.

His facial features are very good-looking, he is very warm and jade-like, his facial lines are very soft, and a pair of peach blossom eyes should be amorous and scattered, but born on his face, it sets off a cold emotion, like a lake in March.

"Mom!" Fu Qingji opened his mouth, his voice was very clear and elegant, but his timbre was extremely cold, like an emotionless robot.

"Qingji, why don't you tell your family when you return to China, if I hadn't arranged for an assistant to take care of your daily life, I wouldn't have known that you were back." Mingzhi walked over and said angrily, but he was very happy to see his son doing well.

"There's no need." Fu Qingji looked out the window calmly, and said coldly, "I'll stay soon." ”

If it weren't for Jiang Yan's design draft, he wouldn't have come back at all.

The rustiness in his son's tone, Mingzhi's feeling was clear, his heart was very sour, and he asked almost humbly, "Then how long are you going to stay this time?" ”

"It depends." Fu Qingji lowered his eyes and straightened the cufflinks, revealing a sense of alienation all over his body.

Like the haze of winter, he can't get into his heart.

Mingzhi pursed his lips and pulled Fu Ting to introduce, "This is Xiao Ting, your little niece ......"

Fu Ting looked at Fu Qingji quietly, compared to the one he saw in his previous life, he is obviously more gloomy now, she is not a person with a hot face and a cold ass, but for the sake of owing him a favor that has not been repaid, and he is also his father's own brother, Fu Ting opened his mouth to give face and shouted, "Third uncle." ”

"I know." Fu Qingji's gaze swept over Fu Ting indifferently, without any emotion, and lowered his eyes very indifferently, "I have read the information you sent me." ”

Mingzhi could endure her son's alienation from her, but she couldn't stand the other party's indifference to her precious granddaughter, and said in a somewhat tough tone,

"Xiao Ting is your own brother's daughter, your only niece, your eldest brother and second brother love her very much, can't you say hello to Xiao Ting?"

Fu Qingji's eyelashes moved, and her warm eyes fell on Fu Ting, still without ups and downs, "Hello." ”

Mingzhi knew that Fu Qingji was this kind of character, and he had an emotional obstacle, unlike Fu Sixing Fu Nanyan, who was familiar with Fu Ting because of blood relations.

Fu Qingji is very difficult to tackle, unless he has been with him for many years, he can barely get a look back.

Fu Tingting was only meeting him for the first time, there was no affection between the two, and it was already very good that he could do this.

Mingzhi's face softened, and he asked good-naturedly, "When will you go home and have a meal together as a family?" You haven't even seen your own brother yet! ”

Fu Qingji rubbed his fingertips and did not respond.

Mingzhi looked around and said bitterly, "It's too remote here, you will be lonely alone, it's better to be ......"

"I'm not going back." Fu Qingji raised his head to meet Mingzhi's eyes, and his voice did not fluctuate, "You know the reason." ”

Mingzhi suddenly couldn't hold it anymore, and turned around and left with a miserable face.

Fu Ting immediately wanted to catch up, and when he passed by the desk, he saw a very familiar magazine on it.

She couldn't help but get closer and saw that it was an interview about the design concept of designer T.

Fu Qingji likes T's design?

Fu Qingji noticed her demeanor, stood up suddenly, there were slight ups and downs in her eyes, limped over, and locked the magazine in the cabinet.

Fu Ting's attention fell on the man's left foot, which was obviously problematic, "Does your left foot usually hurt when you walk?" ”

Fu Qingji stared straight at Fu Ting with a pair of peach blossom eyes, the sparkling tremors in it were very beautiful, and his voice was low and cold, "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Fu Ting withdrew his eyes indifferently, turned his head and walked out.

Mingzhi squatted outside the manor, covering his face and crying, his eyes were red.

Fu Ting stood beside her, a little at a loss, paused, took out a tissue from his pocket, and handed it to Mingzhi.

Mingzhi wiped her tears and choked up, "Let Xiao listen to the joke." ”

"Grandma, don't cry." Fu Ting patted her on the back.

Mingzhi suddenly felt aggrieved, "I'm sorry, Xiao Ting, I originally brought you here to let you cultivate a relationship with Qingji, I thought he would change over the years, but I thought I was wrong." ”

Fu Ting asked, "Grandma, what's wrong?" ”

"Listen, don't blame your third uncle, he is so cold, it's all my fault." Mingzhi sighed, thought of the past, and said with some sadness, "If it weren't for me, your third uncle's foot wouldn't have had an accident, and he wouldn't have ruined his pride." ”

Fu listened to Mingzhi and learned that Fu Qingji was the most cheerful of the brothers in the family when he was a child.

It's just that after Fu Pei was lost, Mingzhi was in a hurry to find his youngest son all day long, and he cared very little about Fu Qingji.

On Fu Qingji's fifth birthday, Mingzhi suddenly felt that her mother was not up to standard, so she took him to the playground.

Halfway through the game, Mingzhi received a call saying that there was information about his youngest son.

Mingzhi was in a hurry, threw Fu Qingji to the nanny to watch, and left.

As a result, Fu Qingji ran around in a panic because he couldn't find his mother, and accidentally had a car accident.

Since then, his left leg has been left with a disability, and it took many years of repair to barely heal, but he became lame.

A man becomes lame and cannot do anything.

Fu Qingji lost the smile on his face and became more and more indifferent.

After the accident, he didn't complain about Mingzhi, nor did he hate her, but he was very calm, and in his heart, he fired Mingzhi, his mother.

Even, even the entire Fu family, he has no feelings.

Mingzhi said with red eyes, "I didn't mean to, I knew I was wrong, I wanted to make amends, he didn't give me a chance." ”

Fu Ting didn't know what to say, this matter can't be said to be anyone's fault, it can only be said that fate makes people, from the moment Fu Pei was stolen, some things were doomed.

Now we can only save as much as possible.