Chapter 133: I'll Give You a Home
On the way out of Fu's house with Fu Wenfang, Fu Wenxiao didn't say a word, just had a gloomy face and walked forward by himself.
The Fu house behind him was brightly lit, and the light was staggered, but the back of Fu Wenfang made Jian Ran feel lonely.
Fu Wenfang should really feel lonely, isn't Fu's glorious past a portrayal of his heart's desire?
He hopes that the Fu family will get better and better, that his father will see his excellence one day, and that he can integrate into this family, but unfortunately, all this may come to naught after all.
The Fu family did not leave him a place, he was like a wandering traveler with nowhere to take refuge.
"Fu Wenxiao, Jane is the most powerful backing left by your mother, no matter when, he will give you strength."
Jian Ran held Fu Wenfang's hand, a big hand that was usually warm, but today it is not that warm.
No wonder on the way to the Fu family, he was so entangled and so worried, I am afraid that he had expected this moment.
The abandonment and betrayal of the family is more painful than any means in the mall.
But it's okay, leaving the Fu family is equivalent to staying away from those who are tied up by family affection, if a person's heart is full of hatred, then even if the sun is so warm, it is destined to not shine into his heart.
Away from it all, perhaps it is easier to find peace of mind.
When Fu Wenxiao heard Jian Ran's words, he paused, clenched Jian Ran's hand, and didn't say anything else.
Xiaoxi was still waiting in the car, and it didn't take long for Fu Wenxiao and Jian Ran to come out.
It's just that the atmosphere is really a little gloomy, and Konishi doesn't dare to say a word on the co-pilot in front.
The car drove smoothly in the direction of Jane's Building, according to the itinerary that Konishi said before, and there was a meeting later, which was about the promotion of "Crescent Moon".
Fu Wenxiao closed his eyes, his head hurt a little, and his mood was a little low, the best way to dispel distractions at this time was to work, "Xiaoxi, let everyone wait in the conference room, and start a meeting directly in a while." Late-night snacks are based on the number of people. ”
Konishi responded tremblingly. "Okay."
There is no winner in this birthday banquet, Fu Guokang lost his son, Fu Zhidong lost the last chance to save Fu, and Zhou Hui lost Fu Guokang's connivance and love.
What about Fu Wenfang? Fu Wenxiao lost his home.
In fact, for Fu Wenxiao, his home was long gone, and when his mother sent him back to Fu's house, he was sent to the fence.
The pain and caution are only understood by those who have experienced it.
Fu Wenfang was quite cheerful before he was six years old, even if too many children said that he didn't have a father, but those were just children's curiosity, and there was no malice, and the experience after the age of six was probably the Fu Wenfeng who forged his current character.
tried his best to perform, and was ignored again and again, so that the later achievements were snatched, Fu Wenxiao did not resist, he thought, that was home, that was brother, that was Aunt Zhou, and when he grew up, he realized that it was not home, that was not brother, and that was not Aunt Zhou.
That's where the intrigue begins, and that's where human affection is the coolest.
Now this step can be regarded as stopping everything.
Fu Wenxiao wants to abandon these people and things that have dragged him for half his life, and wants to start over when he is thirty years old.
Because, he has Jian Ran, and he feels content.
When Fu Wenfang was distracted, Jian Ran covered Fu Wenxiao's forehead with both hands and pressed it gently, with little strength, but like tickling.
You see, she is such a person, she can always sense the joy and anger of the people around her, and with her thinnest body, she is eager to exude the most intimidating power, Jane Ran is so beautiful.
Fu Wenxiao pulled Jian Ran's hand off his forehead and held it in his hand. The other hand wrapped around Jian Ran's shoulder and gently dropped a kiss between his hair.
There are no words between the two, but the emotions surging in them can be felt by others, but they can never be integrated.
Xiaoxi and the driver of the car looked at each other silently, fortunately, the terrifying aura that made people dare not move was somewhat restrained, and Xiaoxi realized that he was actually breathing just now, and this secretary is really not good.
Fortunately, there is still a Jian Ran who can subdue this Fu Wenfang.
This world is really wonderful, maybe it's just one thing descending from one thing.
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The night's meeting lasted until more than 10 o'clock in the evening, finalizing the month-long publicity month of "Crescent", which is scheduled to be broadcast in May, and then people from all walks of life have created publicity for "Crescent".
After this meeting, it was immediately followed by the direction of the daily chemical project in the new fiscal year.
Last year, Jane's focused on clothing, and the more successful ones were the high-end brand "Seven" with Uncle Seven as the core, and the designer brand "Dyeing", which was mainly aimed at mid-range young consumers.
In the new year, on the premise of ensuring the quality and quality of clothing, the main project to be promoted is film and television, and the "burning" film and television base is the top priority.
In addition to "Crescent Moon", how to consolidate the status of "Burn", including how to define the status and image of "Burn", all need to be discussed, until the end of the meeting, the final preliminary plan is finalized.
Fu Wenxiao wants to use costumes to promote film and television, the best way is to involve the public, "Crescent Moon" and TV are promoted at the same time, the derivative sales of various costumes in the play and the peripherals of various props, and the costumes that are on fire drive "Crescent Moon".
Jian Ran was secretly speechless, as long as Fu Wenfeng entered the working state, he was always so easy.
Even if he is in a miserable situation of leaving the house one second, and putting himself into work the next second, he is still the king of strategizing.
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When Fu Wenxiao drove home, it was close to twelve o'clock.
Jian Ran was a little confused and fell asleep in the car.
When he got out of the car, Fu Wenxiao woke up Jian Ran, although it was already spring, but he was prone to catch a cold just after waking up and blowing the wind.
Although Jian Ran had already woken up, he was willing to move when he woke up, so Fu Wenfeng carried Jian Ran home on his back.
On the way, he didn't let her sleep on her back, and said something from time to time, if Jian Ran ignored him, he deliberately put Jian Ran down, and Jian Ran, who was about to land, had to climb up by herself, this was really the worst person who was carried.
Fu Wenxiao could have parked the car in the garage, but he felt that the crescent moon bend tonight was beautiful, so he parked the car on the side of the road and carried Jian Ran all the way to home.
"Fu Wenxiao, why are you still home." Jian Ran muttered softly on her back, the heat tickling her ears.
"Well, it's coming, it's almost home."
The deep sound is more magnetic in the silence of the night.
"Fu Wenxiao, I'll give you a home in the future."
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