Fu Jichen poured boiling water into the teapot and said frankly, "Yes." ”

The son born by himself, Wei Ronghua understands, so he is not surprised by his honesty. She just couldn't understand, frowned and said worriedly, "Why? You know that it is impossible for your grandfather to agree to such a woman to enter the door of the Fu family, and you finally re-enter the group, why risk angering your grandfather? ”

Fu Jichen washed the tea, refilled the boiling water, poured two teacups respectively, and handed Wei Ronghua a cup.

Since returning to Beicheng, everyone around him has told him once - Shen Jianian is not worthy of entering the door of the Fu family. Some of them are not explicitly stated, but the implication is obvious enough.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Wei Ronghua sighed, and said earnestly: "The daughter of the Xu family was chosen by your grandfather, and your father and I are also very satisfied, I mentioned it to you in my early years, you should know in your heart that she will be your future wife." ”

Hearing this, Fu Jichen picked up the teacup for a moment, a dark light flashed in his eyes, looked at her and asked, "When Dad and you got married, was your favorite person?" ”

Suddenly, Wei Ronghua's heart was hit by something, and his face darkened.

"I'm talking about you right now." Wei Ronghua turned his face away, and didn't let the son on the other side see the embarrassment that flashed on her face, "Do you like that Shen family girl?" ”

Fu Jichen emphasized lightly: "Her name is Shen Jianian." ”

Wei Ronghua turned his gaze back and fell on his face, he didn't look like her, nor did he look like Fu Zhengjun, and his personality was not close to the two of them.

Fu Zhengjun, as the eldest son of the old man, is calm and serious, but he is gentle and gentle in his bones, otherwise, it would not have been possible to agree to marry her because they accidentally slept once.

At that time, he already had a beloved woman......

Fu Jichen is also calm and serious, but his style of action is more ruthless and resolute than his father, and in her impression, this son rarely has indecisive times.

Wei Ronghua thought of the past, his mood was inevitably a little depressed, the hand on his knee slowly clenched, and his tone became more and more earnest: "Ji Chen, with your ingenuity, I don't need my mother to analyze the stakes for you." Not to mention anything else, none of your uncles and aunts riveted the old man Jinbo and wanted to sit in that position. If you miss the inheritance because of the love of your children, there will be a time when you will regret it in the future. ”

Fu Jichen drank a cup of tea and poured himself a second cup, still looking like he was slow and methodical, and said quietly: "What if I can make grandpa have no other alternative than me?" ”

His understatement set off a huge wave in Wei Ronghua's heart.

She has no doubt that her son has such abilities.

There are many members of the family, but whether it is the previous generation or this generation, if you count it carefully, there are few strengths that can compare with him.

Fu Jichen knew that she was measuring, and said more directly: "You put your heart in your stomach, as long as you take care of yourself and don't try to interfere, there will be glorious and rich days to enjoy in the future." ”

He flipped over the teacup, poured out the little tea he had left, got up, straightened his clothes, and pushed open the sliding door to go out.

Passing by the main hall, Fu Yuling's eyes moved away from the TV, stuck to him, seeing that he didn't stop at all, he walked straight to the door, she rubbed the ground and stood up: "Brother, where are you going so late?" ”

"Mind your own business."

Fu Jichen didn't look at her, changed into leather shoes and went out.

Fu Yuling chased him outside the door, but saw that he had already got into the car, and the two lights in front of the car were lit up, shining on the straight and wide main road, heading towards the gate of Fu's house.

She held her breath and stomped her feet and ran into the side hall.

On the tea table, a cup of tea is steaming faintly, and an empty cup is placed on the other side. Wei Ronghua sat blankly behind the steaming teacup, his face frozen.

"Mom, what did you talk to your brother about?" Fu Yuling sat on the chair that Fu Jichen had just sat on, and asked curiously, "What did he say?" ”

Wei Ronghua was silent, and his son's words when he left came to his mind.

What does it mean to "don't try to interfere", is he warning her not to look for Shen Jianian in private?

As soon as he thought that this might be the meaning, Wei Ronghua's face was not good.

"Mom, why don't you speak?" Fu Yuling observed the change in her expression and felt that she was in a bad mood.

Wei Ronghua looked at her, and after a while, Fang confided: "I can't see through your brother more and more now, for such a woman with an unbearable family background, I actually ......"

He even warned his mother that he was seduced by that goblin?

*

On the weekend, Fu Jichen rarely had nothing to do, and spent his time in bed with Shen Jianian.

At nine o'clock, Shen Jianian slept enough, tossed and rolled around in the quilt a few times, opened his eyes, and found that Fu Jichen was lying on his side, staring at her with black and white eyes, and was stunned.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

During this time, Fu Jichen was very busy, often going out early and returning late, and she probably couldn't see him when she woke up in the morning. Correspondingly, the pressure on him has also increased dramatically, which is manifested in the fact that he smokes more often than before, and ...... He didn't show much mercy when he tossed her in bed.

As a result, she had back pain and fatigue all day.

Shen Jianian thought of this, and his cheeks and ears were a little hot.

Fu Jichen supported his head with one hand, pinched her blood-dripping earlobes with his fingers, and said with a lazy smile: "What are you thinking, your ears are red like this." ”

Shen Jianian turned his head and didn't let him touch him, and the reason he said was a little untenable: "It feels a little hot." ”

Past experience told her that it was dangerous to continue lying in bed, and after saying that, she lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but before her foot could reach into the slipper, her arm was grabbed by a hand, and an unshakable force pulled her back.

Shen Jianian's delicate body sank into the quilt, and before he could struggle, the man covered up.

"Run for what?" Fu Jichen's stiff body pressed her firmly, and she couldn't move a bit.

Shen Jianian deliberately ignored the hot breath spewing out of the man, and the heartbeat like a drum, and said to him: "Don't you have to work?" ”

"It's the weekend." Fu Jichen lowered his head, his thin lips approached her, and kissed the corner of her lips as if he were on the ground, a feeling of teasing.

"Isn't it true that everyone who is a boss doesn't have weekends?" Shen Jianian's breathing was already out of rhythm, light and heavy.

"Even if it's a robot, there are times when it stops, not to mention that I'm a human being." Fu Jichen's big palm was attached to her waist, and the touch was still so soft through the fabric.

People say that it is warm and fragrant nephrite, but she lives up to her name.

*

It was eleven o'clock when I left the bed, and it was just time for lunch.

Shen Jianian sat down at the dining table, looked at the well-dressed and calm man opposite, chewing the vegetables in his mouth fiercely, and was deeply resentful.

Fu Jichen's face was calm, as if he didn't notice her resentful gaze, he picked up a piece of stewed beef with chopsticks and put it in her bowl: "Don't patronize and eat vegetables, eat more meat to make up for it, I've lost a lot of weight recently, is the dish unappetizing?" ”

Cheng Jin, who was passing by from the restaurant, heard this sentence unexpectedly, and sighed in his heart, for fear that Mr. would blame him for not taking good care of Miss Shen, so he subconsciously slowed down his steps, wanting to hear what Shen Jianian had to say.

As a result, Shen Jianian choked and said, "Is it good to be slaughtered by you if you are fat?" ”

Cheng Jin's face was embarrassed, and he hurriedly walked away, not disturbing the fun of the little couple.

After she left, Fu Jichen laughed, a rare Shulang: "Look at what you said, where am I willing to kill you, aren't you squeezing me?" ”

Shen Jianian looked at him, and always felt that the "squeezing" in his mouth had other meanings, bad meanings.

After lunch, Qu Mo drove the car to the front of the villa.

Shen Jianian thought that Fu Jichen had something to go out, so he didn't ask much. However, when he got up to go upstairs, he took her hand and said succinctly, "Change your clothes and take you out." ”

"Where?" Shen Jiannian was pulled into the elevator by him.

Fu Jichen glanced at her, didn't answer directly, leaned leisurely on the inner wall of the elevator, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and said slowly: "You'll know when you get to the place, I guarantee you will like it." ”