After Fu Yan finished speaking, Fu Jingchen raised his head, his eyes calm and unwavering.

"First, she is not that woman, her name is Shi Qian."

"Second, I have never been a temporary joke with Shi Qian, I love her, and the person I want to marry in this life will only be her."

"Third, if you raise other women elsewhere after getting married, I'm not you, I can't do this kind of thing."

“…… What did you say?

Fu Yan didn't expect Fu Jingchen to confront himself like this, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"If there is nothing else to do, you can go back and rest early," Fu Jingchen said in a flat tone, "I still have work to deal with." ”

“… Okay, good," Fu Yan laughed angrily, "You are really getting more and more imposing in front of me now." ”

"Do you think that you dare to disobey my orders because you have been fully fledged in the past few years?"

"Don't forget, everything you have now, the entire Fu family, is what I gave you."

Fu Jingchen raised his eyes: "So, you are now using these things to pressure me, and you want me to fulfill the business marriage according to your wishes, right?" ”

Fu Jingchen said lightly: "Do you really think I care about these things?" ”

"If you want to take these things back, I can resign from my position today, cut off relations with the Fu family, and never appear in front of you again."

"You can use the sperm that was previously in the hospital to do high-quality genetic screening, and re-breed a child as the heir of the Fu family, and it should be too late now."

"You're ......!" Fu Yan choked for a moment.

Re-nurture a child as the heir of the Fu family? Even if it starts now, it will take at least 18 years.

What's more, can a child with high-quality genes really be better than Fu Jingchen? The IQ and business talents he has shown since he was a child are already to the level of genius.

It is the Fu family who needs him more than he needs him.

"So, don't threaten me."

Fu Jingchen looked at Fu Yan with a calm expression, "What you think is the heaviest weight has never been an important thing in my opinion. ”

"Money, power, status... I work hard for these things because I have the ability to protect the people I love. If someone I love is going to be hurt by this, then I don't want to. ”

"You'd better not do anything to hurt Shi Qian." Fu Jingchen seemed to anticipate something, "The family affection between me and you is weak enough, don't force me to make a choice." ”

The Spartacists have a theory that the so-called aristocratic feeling is a faint boredom on the face of a person after all desires have been satisfied.

Fu Jingchen also had a faint boredom on his face, but it was not because his desires were fully satisfied, but because he felt indifferent to this endless calculation for profit.

“……”

Fu Yan's chest rose and fell violently.

Fu Jingchen is very similar to him in some aspects, such as his current courage and determination.

In some ways, it's not like that at all, like he would never have any deep feelings for anyone.

In his view, whether it is a husband and wife lover or a father and son friend, the essence of getting along with people is to use each other, and only interests can exist forever.

But when Fu Jingchen said that his family relationship with him was weak enough, his heart still had a dull pain.

When he took the seven-year-old Fu Jingchen back to the Fu family, although Chen Qiuhe seemed to him to be vulgar and unelegant, this son was really satisfactory to him in all aspects.

From being satisfied with Fu Jingchen to having the emotion of being proud of, there is naturally an element of family affection.

He still cares about and loves this son.

It's just that he is used to being arrogant, and he doesn't know that family affection needs to be maintained, and when he finds that the estrangement has separated the two like a chasm, everything has already been set.

He thought he was helping his son make a more informed decision, but he was only imposing his own ideas on him, never knowing what he really wanted.

Just when Fu Yan was about to speak again, Fu Jingchen had already called out the door: "Chen Yan." ”

"I'm here," Chen Yan opened the door and came in, and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, you command." ”

Fu Jingchen didn't look at Fu Yan again, and said lightly: "Arrange a car to send the chairman back, and by the way, let people come in and clean up." ”

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