Cloud City Fu Family

Sun Qionghua's slap, not only Fu Shen was a little surprised, but the Fu family's housekeepers were stunned, with shocked faces, standing on the side, silent.

The housekeeper saw Fu Shen enter the house, "Madam, that"

Sun Qionghua trembled with anger, tightened his fingers, and looked at the housekeeper, obviously not wanting to listen to him, so he had to take two steps back.

"Fu Yuxiu, let me tell you, the matter has already been decided, and you can't afford not to."

Fu Yuxiu's face was hot and painful, after all, he was in his twenties, and he was slapped by his mother in front of his subordinates, the man's self-esteem couldn't get over, and the anger in his heart rushed up.

"I just don't go." The voice was raised, trying to take the lead in the first place.

"Since you were a child, you have been very obedient, and now for the sake of a woman, you are yelling at me here?"

"Why don't you consult with me?"

"You still have the face to ask me, how did you promise me before, you said that you didn't contact her, and you didn't secretly communicate behind my back? You think I can't find the phone information? Sun Qionghua sneered.

At the mention of this, Fu Yuxiu was still a little weak-hearted, "You investigate me?" Can you give me some respect and personal space? ”

"I also want to respect you, it was you who destroyed my trust in you first, I don't understand, where is she good, she just made you obsessed."

"You don't want to go abroad, do you, you want to be with her?"

"Then you immediately set up a note for me, cut off the mother-son relationship with me, and I will immediately publish a statement in the newspaper, you just die, I won't care!" Sun Qionghua was in a hurry and made a big move.

Fu Yuxiu originally wanted to shout, but when he heard that he was going to sever the relationship, his face turned red, and when he came to his mouth, he was swallowed back hard.

The bruises on his face were removed, and the finger prints became clearer.

Sun Qionghua has always been decisive in doing things, and he can really cut off relations with him, and the person in front of him is his mother after all, how can he have no feelings, he gritted his teeth, and finally didn't speak, his body was weak, and he sat on the sofa.

"I asked people to go through the formalities and leave in three days." Sun Qionghua put down the next sentence and turned around directly.

Seeing Fu Shen, he looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

"Third child, when did you come?" She straightens her hair casually and smiles unnaturally.

"I just arrived, and my mother knew that you were leaving, so I asked me to pick up Huaisheng, and by the way, I saw if there was anything I needed help with."

Fu Yuxiu saw Fu Shen, hung his head, and was embarrassed.

"Huaisheng is still on the Qiao family's side, you may have to run by yourself." Sun Qionghua was busy all night, looking a little tired.

"Hmm."

"You came overnight, did you eat? I'll ask someone to get something for you, you take a rest first, and I'll go to Qiao's house with you later. "She had to make amends.

"Eat, I'll go upstairs to rest first, you're busy." After Fu Shen finished speaking, he went upstairs directly.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared that Sun Qionghua pinched the corners of his forehead with a faint pain, although they were a family, but they didn't have much contact, Fu Shen had always been difficult to get close to, saying that he was familiar, but he was similar to a stranger, and he saw the conflicts and disputes at home, and she couldn't hold her face.

The headache is even worse.

**

Cloud City University

Jiang Fengya returned to the dormitory yesterday in the middle of the night, she had injuries on her face, and she asked for leave and did not go to class on the grounds of her health.

After class, my roommate patted her quilt when she went back, "Still sleeping?" ”

"Nope." She tucked her head under the covers, not daring to show her face.

"If you don't feel well, go to the infirmary to have a look, I put the class notes on your desk this time, we're going to eat later, do you want to bring them?"

"No, thank you." Song Jingren is now too busy to take care of herself, she still has to get a scholarship, and she can't fall behind in her studies.

"I heard that the senior is going abroad, do you know?"

Their dormitory is often called senior, it is Fu Yuxiu, she jumped up from the bed suddenly, "What did you say?" ”

When she came back yesterday, everyone slept, and no one saw the injury on her face, and at this moment, she was shocked to see the corners of her mouth scabbed, and her face was still floating with redness and swelling that had not dissipated.

"Fengya, what's the matter with your face?"

"Who did you hear that Fu Yuxiu was going abroad?" Jiang Fengya jumped out of bed and dragged her roommate who was talking to her just now.

"The whole school knows about it, and his family came to him early in the morning to go through the formalities." Fu Yuxiu is also a celebrity in school, and all kinds of news naturally spread quickly, "His family is so rich, and it is normal to go abroad, isn't it popular to go abroad to gild now?" ”

Jiang Fengya was breathing badly.

Go abroad!

Can't let him go!

She held her mobile phone and kept calling Fu Yuxiu, and the prompt tone was that the other party was talking, so she could only send him a message.

Yu Xiu, what's going on? Heard you're going abroad? Because of me? What should I do if you're gone?

Send a message > you're no longer a friend of the other person.

Jiang Fengya was so anxious that the six gods had no master, so she put on her clothes and ran out.

Before he left the campus, he was called back by a phone call from the counselor.

At Cloud City University, the counselor is almost the equivalent of the class teacher, and she is waiting in her dorm room at the moment, she can only run back.

When she arrived at the dormitory, a six-person dormitory, several roommates sat on their stools, without saying a word, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and her counselor was sitting in her place, holding a bottle of her essence in her hand.

"Senpai." Jiang Fengya gasped sharply, her heart pounding nervously.

"Didn't you ask your roommate to call you in sick? Why don't you stay in the dormitory when you're sick? "This counselor is also a student, a graduate student, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a senior sister.

"I'll go to the infirmary and get some medicine."

"Have you taken the medicine?"

"Not yet." Jiang Fengya hung her head.

"You applied for a poverty grant."

"Hmm." This was applied when she first entered the school, and her hukou was still in the Jiang family, according to that condition, she could apply for it, and she had five or six thousand a year, which was not a small amount of money for her.

"You have more than a thousand essences, just on this condition, are you embarrassed to apply for a poverty grant? I think the cosmetics on your table cost tens of thousands, to say the least. "It's all girls, and they're sensitive to nature.

"Senior sister, these are all sent by others."

"Recently, someone reacted to me that you spent a lot of money and didn't deserve to apply for a bursary, and there has been a lot of news about you recently, and you don't need this condition at all, so I gave your place to someone else."

Jiang Fengya was stunned.

"And recently some people have reported to the school that you have a bad style."

"Even if you go to the university and the discipline is relaxed, you can't go out and ruin the reputation of our school, if there is a next time, you are afraid that you will not be able to stay in the school."

"Put your mind to your studies, don't always think of some crooked ways."

Several roommates looked at each other, wasn't the counselor scolding her in disguise?

Jiang Fengya didn't know when the counselor left, and returned to the bed with the strange gaze of her roommate, tears falling down her eyes.

This is clearly a warning given to her by the Fu family.

"Fengya, senior sister just now" A roommate who got along well walked over and handed her a piece of tissue paper.

Jiang Fengya kicked off her shoes, pulled the quilt, didn't take off her clothes, and went to sleep directly with her head covered, which embarrassed the roommate a little.

"Okay, leave her alone, didn't we say her, didn't we just recognize a rich father? Give us a slap in the face? ”

"That's it, didn't she move out to live in a villa some time ago, and as soon as she came back, she looked like she died, as if someone owed her."

"The counselor was here just now, why didn't she lose her temper and play a big lady's temper on us."

"Okay, let's not say a word."

Jiang Fengya is an illegitimate daughter, and since she moved out of the dormitory, there have been a lot of rumors in the school, and many people are jealous.

Song Jingren lost power, and the video of being counted down by his ex-wife in public was spread everywhere, she moved back to the dormitory at the moment, everyone didn't say anything, and there was some schadenfreude in their hearts.

The roommate cares, and she looks like this, so naturally some people can't look at it.

She was so angry that she hid under the covers, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

**

Oriental studio

When it was almost noon, Song Fengwan packed his things in advance and prepared to go out to the restaurant.

Yan Wangchuan's place was very close to the studio, and it was only two steps away, so she didn't let anyone pick it up.

She rubbed her fingers red from the cold, and as soon as she walked out of the studio, she saw a familiar figure standing across the road.

Song Jingren was dressed in black, unkempt, with a stubbled beard, scarlet eyes, blue and black eye sockets, cold wind, and trembling thin body.

"Late, late." Song Jingren was in a hurry to cross the road and was almost hit by a car.

Song Fengwan continued to rub his fingers, watching him run to his side, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, "I bought it for you just now, it's still hot." ”

He smiled at her, his hair was a little greasy, maybe the pressure had been too much recently, crushing his back, his waist couldn't stand up, and he humbly flattered.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Song Fengwan's tone was cold, as if he was talking to a stranger.

An icy strangeness.

Song Jingren's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, he remembered that when Song Fengwan saw him in the past, he always smiled and hugged him and called his father.

"Tonight, I want to see you." He clenched the milk tea in his hand.

"Now that you've seen it, can you go?" Song Fengwan turned around and left.

Song Jingren strode forward, blocking her way, "Let's have a meal together at noon?" ”

"I've made an appointment with someone."

"And what about that night?" Song Jingren chased after him.

"There's an appointment, too."

Song Jingren looked at her with a cold attitude, thinking that she was deliberately perfunctory, from beginning to end, she didn't look at him directly, in the winter, a basin of cold water poured down her head, and her whole body was cold.

"That," he still had business to say, hesitated, but still opened his mouth, "Do you know your mother's new number?" ”

The company was in danger, the people from the bank had blocked the door, and he had no way out but to beg Qiao Aiyun.

"I'm just looking for something with her."

"Can you tell me her phone?"

His tone was almost pleading, he reached out and dragged Song Fengwan's clothes, hunched his waist, and almost knelt down for her.

Song Fengwan raised his arm and shook off his hand.

He only said coldly, "You're in my way." ”

After she finished speaking, she bypassed him and left directly.

Song Jingren was hit on the shoulder, his body staggered, and seeing Song Fengwan drifting away, his heart was sour and astringent.

When he came back to his senses and chased him out again, Song Fengwan was gone.

He searched the neighborhood for a long time and finally saw her in a restaurant.

She was inside, and he could only stand outside and watch.

In an ordinary small restaurant, Yan Wangchuan was pouring water for her, she was holding the water cup and smiling at him.

Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Aiyun sat on one side, and Song Feng was an old lady next to him, although she was very old, the corners of her nose and mouth were somewhat similar to Yan Wangchuan, and she must be his mother.

Four people sit in one place, like a family.

Song Jingren watched them talking and laughing, his heart seemed to be thrown on the ground, repeatedly crushed and pulled, and even his breathing hurt.

It was all meant to belong to him.

**

Yan Wangchuan accommodated Song Fengwan and deliberately chose the nearest restaurant, which was not large in area and was all ordinary stir-fry.

"Hello Grandma Yan." After Song Feng went in late, he obediently called someone.

Originally, Yan Wangchuan was sitting next to the old lady, but he sent him away, she pulled Song Feng to sit down, "Good, being by grandma's side, she looks so beautiful, Ai Yun, she looks very similar to you." ”

Song Fengwan hung his head and didn't speak.

"Look at your little hands are frozen, study hard." The old lady touched her little hand repeatedly.

"It's fine."

"I'll just say that you Cloud City, the climate is not good, you haven't been to Nanjiang yet, right?"

"Nope." Xu is Qiao Aiyun was already weak-hearted, and felt that she couldn't live with the Yan family, his family's territory was in Nanjiang, so she naturally wouldn't take her daughter over.

"Nanjiang is very fun, when your college entrance examination is over, how many days will you go to live with grandma?"

Song Feng smiled and said nothing.

"Nanjiang University is also good, South America is also very good, let's go to university over there."

Yan Wangchuan looked at Song Fengwan a little nervously, "Mom, it's a bit early to say this now." ”

"It's not early, when you and Ai Yun get married and settle down in Nanjiang, you can still throw away the child, you have to think about everything."

Song Fengwan hung her head, not daring to speak, where did she dare to say that her first choice was the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts.

"In the future, if you two want to move out or have children, you can live with me in the evening, and I will take care of you, how good."

Qiao Aiyun was directly choked by a sip of tea.

Song Fengwan was even more dumbfounded?

Younger siblings? She'd never thought of anything like that.

------Off topic------

Many people want Senior Brother and Ms. Qiao to have a child

I just want to say, have you ever thought about how old this kid is?

The third master is already high, and this little hairy child is his brother-in-law, or sister-in-law, who covers his face