In Li Manman's impression, Fu Zhanle is an ice beauty, who can't laugh, doesn't like to deal with people, and doesn't even pay attention to his own children.

For people with this kind of character, especially elders, Li Manman has always been respectful and far away, so he was called to the study by Fu Zhanle alone, Li Manman was very worried, and on the way to the study, he kept thinking about what he had done and needed the other party to chat with him alone.

She didn't think about it until she entered the door.

In the study, Fu Zhanle stood by the window with his back to her, and the European-style study was mostly mahogany furniture, which looked calm and heavy.

Fu Zhanle was small in size and thin in stature, and he looked particularly weak when standing by the huge window.

She heard her entry and didn't look back, as if wondering where to start.

Li Manman sat on the sofa and did not urge, but waited quietly.

Suddenly, it began to rain outside, and crackling raindrops smashed on the windows, splashing puddles of water, and then condensing into columns of water and flowing down.

The greenery outside the window was also shivering and swaying from the heavy rain.

"The wind is blowing." Fu Zhanle suddenly spoke, as if in response to her words, a gust of wind blew, and the branch that was still trembling just now directly slammed into the window, and suddenly made a bang.

Li Manman was taken aback, but Fu Zhanle, who was very close, didn't seem to hear it.

"When I first met Boyu, it was also such a heavy rain, he came out of the hotel, and I ran to the hotel. Obviously, I ran too fast and bumped into him, but he took the initiative to apologize to me. He was the gentlest of all the men I have ever met. ”

"Boyu is...... Your husband? Li Manman was very puzzled why Fu Zhanle suddenly told her this.

"Yes, Su Boyu, my husband." Fu Zhanle turned around and looked at her.

The moment he looked at Fu Zhanle, Li Manman's whole person subconsciously leaned back, what kind of gaze was that, resentment, questioning, anger, and strong nostalgia and love, Li Manman never knew that she could see so many complex emotions in people's eyes.

"Do you know how he died?"

Li Manman shook his head.

Fu Zhanle laughed, "He cheated and was hit by a car on the way out with his lover and died." ”

Li Manman opened his mouth, not knowing whether to mourn or congratulate him on deserving it.

She cautiously looked at Fu Zhanle's expression, and then her heart was full of little question marks, sad and angry, how could she answer.

"You should be familiar with his lover, her name is Zhong Linglong."

Li Manman's thoughts of complaining disappeared in an instant, she stood up and shouted coldly: "You are talking nonsense! My mom won't be a lover! ”

Fu Zhanle seemed to think that her determination was ridiculous, and she held her stomach and laughed, laughing with tears on her face, "I don't believe it either, so I went to check, do you want to take a look?" ”

She handed Li Manman a dusty document that had been sealed for a long time, and there were a large number of photos of a man and a woman meeting in different places, and their behavior was indeed very intimate, but it was limited to eating together and meeting and hugging.

After many years abroad, Li Manman, who is accustomed to meeting people and facing people, breathed a sigh of relief.

She believed in her mother, and she was definitely not such a person.

She put the photo back and pretended to be relaxed: "Just like this, you think they are lovers?" ”

Fu Zhanle sneered, "If it were another man, I would definitely not doubt it, but it was Su Boyu, he was a ...... Except for me, people who don't pretend to any woman are a little better than Ah Jue, and it's about the same. ”

Fu Yaojue is because of illness, and Su Boyu is because he loves her, so he avoids suspicion.

Fu Zhanle felt ironic when he thought of this reason, because he loved her, he used to avoid suspicion with other women, and then fell in love with Zhong Linglong, so he was reluctant to avoid suspicion.

"Do you know why your mother is just in a vegetative state, and Su Boyu is dead?" Fu Zhanle staggered towards Li, hissing and roaring, tears welling up, "Because he will protect your mother when he dies!! ”

She was like a crumbling kite in a storm, either falling or being torn apart by the wind.