Chapter 177: He's My Son, Not a Bargaining Chip
Before dawn, Nancheng got up, and she wanted to make him a loving breakfast.
After Fu Boyan got up, he heard movement in the kitchen, and when he went over, he saw the little woman in the kitchen, who was busy working.
He looked at her and pursed his lips inexplicably.
Probably focused on the pot, she didn't notice that there was anyone standing in the doorway. She had her back to him, an apron tied around her waist, her long hair tied up into a simple ball, and a pink bunny ear headband.
She fried the eggs, let out a long breath, patted her breasts, and secretly rejoiced, "It's okay." ”
She was about to cut the ingredients again, and the pot in which the noodles were cooking suddenly turned on, and she tried to grab the lid with her bare hands, but he took the lead.
He put down the hot lid, turned the fire down a little, and glanced at the half-suspended kitchen knife on the board behind her, he put the knife as far away from her as possible, and said softly, "Why do you get up so early?" ”
He didn't dislike her clumsiness, reached out and pinched her rabbit ears twice, and smiled warmly: "I'll do the rest!" ”
"I'll just do it myself." She looked up at him, her eyes were clear and clear, "You go wash your face, and you'll be fine later." ”
"You really don't need me to come?"
"No, you don't." She raised her eyebrows, her little face full of confidence.
He didn't insist, and admonished, "Be careful." He turned around and went to the bathroom.
At the dining table, she held her chin in both hands, her eyes staring at him and the noodles he was about to eat.
He gracefully picked a chopstick noodle, and after he chewed it carefully, she hurriedly said, "I tasted it this time, and it was all cooked." ”
He looked at her bright smile and praised, "Not bad." ”
Then, she cautiously asked, "What...... How does it taste? ”
Seeing that her eyes were full of expectation, he looked at him with blank eyes, and praised his little woman and said, "Great! ”
After breakfast, after Nan Cheng was dressed neatly, he climbed on the door frame of the kitchen and said to Fu Boyan in a consultative tone: "Professor Fu, I don't want to go to class today. ”
Fu Boyan cleaned the dishes and chopsticks unhurriedly, water droplets fell down his long fingers, and he opened his mouth and said lightly: "Go to class, I'm fine." I'm going to go to the company in a while, and I heard that the Xu Group is going to terminate the contract with us. ”
"It's all because of your dad?"
Fu Boyan replied softly: "Hmm." ”
A game company under the Xu Group sold the game adaptation rights of Xiao Yang's "Live Up to This Life", and in order to show their sincerity, they specially invited Xiao Yang to be their producer, and also hired several painters to work with them to create it. This time, they suddenly proposed to terminate the cooperation, and to put it bluntly, they wanted to kick the painted dream. Because the boss of Painted Dreams is Fu Boyan, and Fu Boyan is the son of Lu Huaixing.
Not to mention Fu Boyan's painting dreams, many of Lu Zhishen's movies and performances have been ruined because of Lu Huai's affairs.
Xiao Yang bought the game adaptation rights to the Xu Group, not because of Xu Shuguang, but because the producer of the game company was a high school classmate with him.
Fu Boyan finally said, "Don't worry, I believe him, everything will be fine." ”
After 10 days of heavy snowfall, the sky finally cleared. A red sun peeked out from the horizon, shining brightly. The dark clouds dispersed, and the blue sky was filled with only white clouds.
In the end, nothing was found out about Lu Huai's affairs, and Su Mianfeng and Gao Weize were involved in the development project of the new district.
After Su Mianfeng was sentenced, he refused everyone's visits, except for the application to see Lu Huaixing.
Lu Huai Province went to the visiting room, only to see Su Mianfeng staring at him angrily, as soon as he picked up the phone, he heard Su Mianfeng grit his teeth and say: "Lu Huaixing, you have raised him for more than 20 years in order to deal with me, right?" ”
Lu Huaixing maintained his usual steady posture, and opened his mouth in an unhurried tone: "You can't help but think too highly of yourself." Please remember to me that he is my son and not a bargaining chip against you. ”
Su Mianfeng sneered: "Your son, have you forgotten that what he has in his body is the blood of my Su family?" What are you proud of, you are just a bastard who raises children for others. ”