Cheng Jin went out and trotted to Wei Ronghua, clasped his hands up and down, and the smile on his face was slightly restrained: "Madam, you are here." ”

She didn't have much contact with her husband's mother, but she had met her twice, and she had the impression that this lady was elegant and generous, and she was easy-going. may be because she was born in a famous family, even if Mrs. Fu smiles at each other, she will give people a sense of superiority and strength, and they dare not really get close to her.

"Are you at home?" Wei Ronghua changed his hand to carry the bag, lifted the skirt with his right hand, and walked up the steps.

When she came to Yunding Palace at this time, she obviously inquired in advance, and knew that Fu Jichen had come back from Jiangcheng, so she would ask this question, but it was just a casual greeting.

"Yes." Cheng Jin hurriedly said, "I just came back not long ago." ”

"He ......"

Wei Ronghua wanted to ask him how he was, but after thinking about it, he still didn't ask, since he had already come over, it was better to see it in person than to know it from other people's mouths.

Entering the house and changing into new slippers, Wei Ronghua smelled the aroma of stir-fried vegetables and wafted out of the kitchen: "Cooking? ”

"When my husband came back, I was worried that he was running around outside and didn't eat properly, so I asked the chef to prepare dinner early." Cheng Jin followed her words and asked, "Does Mrs. want to stay for dinner?" ”

"It's true that I haven't had a meal with him for a long time." Wei Ronghua put his handbag on the sofa, and there seemed to be a sigh in his tone.

"Then I'll ask the chef to add a few more dishes." Cheng Jin didn't know what the relationship between their mother and son was, and when he heard this, he felt a little relieved, "If my wife can stay, I think Mr. will be in a better mood." ”

"He's in a bad mood?"

Wei Ronghua sat down on the sofa, noticed the key words in her words, and his face froze slightly.

Cheng Jin knew that she was speechless, and her face was embarrassed, she shouldn't have put her employer's business aside.

"It's okay, you say, I came here to see how he's doing." Wei Ronghua said, couldn't help sighing, in the end, she is just a mother who cares about her son's living situation, no different from other mothers in the world, "He doesn't often go back to the old house, and he is often busy with work, it's not easy for me to see him." ”

Cheng Jin also has children herself, works in other places, and can't see each other a few times a year, so she can understand her feelings: "Mr. has lost a lot of weight when he comes back this time, and his mood is not very good. He didn't talk much, and I didn't dare to ask more. ”

Wei Ronghua was stunned for a moment, and his whole heart fell: "Is he sick?" ”

She really didn't know that. Fu Jichen is strong and strong, and he has rarely been sick since he was a child, and the last time he was sick is estimated to be back when he was in school.

"Yes, I heard that I had a high fever and was lying in the hotel for several days, but fortunately, my husband's friend was there to help take care of it." Speaking of this, Cheng Jin thought of Shen Jianian uncontrollably, and his mood sank.

Wei Ronghua gathered the shawl on his body, twisting slightly between his eyebrows, and couldn't help but worry about Fu Jichen's body. After talking for a long time, she didn't see him, she asked Cheng Jin: "Is he upstairs?" ”

"As soon as I came back, I went up, and I never came down." Cheng Jin said, "Do you want to go up and have a look?" ”

Wei Ronghua hesitated for a moment and dispelled the idea of going upstairs: "No, I'll just wait for him here." ”

Cheng Jin nodded, turned around and went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, and told the chef to cook a few more dishes by the way. She took the cup and put it on the coffee table in front of Wei Ronghua, and then went upstairs to call someone.

During the elevator going up, Cheng Jin held his hands and felt a little apprehensive.

She didn't see anyone in Jia Nian's room, so she went to the next door, stood outside the closed door and thought to herself for a few seconds, raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door, and said, "Sir, the lady over there in the old mansion has come to see you." ”

After waiting for a while, the door was opened from the inside, and Fu Jichen walked out.

He took a shower and changed into a set of home clothes, a black pullover, dark gray slacks, his whole body was refreshing, and he felt less depressed, and the emaciation of his body and the haggard face were not so easy to change in a short period of time.

Cheng Jin calmed down and said softly: "Madame is waiting for you downstairs, I have been here for a while, I have been chatting with you for a while, she cares about you very much." ”

Fu Jichen didn't speak, went downstairs to the living room, and sure enough, he saw Wei Ronghua sitting on the sofa, she was holding a bone plate in one hand, holding the handle of the teacup with the other, and drinking tea slowly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Wei Ronghua put down the teacup, turned his head to look, and what he saw with his own eyes was more intuitive than what others described.

Wei Ronghua stood up uncontrollably, looked up and down, her eyes were full of distress, her son, who had always been high-spirited, was now skinny and edged, and the loose shirt looked empty on his body, and his face was abnormally pale, revealing a sickly look.

"Why are you here?" Fu Jichen's expression was as usual, and his voice was still calm.

"Your dad said that you would be there tomorrow, and I knew you were back, and came to see you. I heard that you are sick, how did you lose weight like this? Wei Ronghua said in a strange tone, "Such a big person can't take care of himself." ”

Cheng Jin left enough space for the mother and son to talk, and went to the kitchen to stare at the chef cooking.

Fu Jichen only said lightly: "I'm fine, you can go back." ”

Wei Ronghua's heart was slightly infarcted, and he said sadly: "I told Cheng Jin that I would stay and eat with you at night." Are you in such a hurry to drive me away, do you welcome me? ”

Fu Jichen heard the deliberate intimacy and subtle grievances in her words, and was in no mood to deal with it: "If you want to stay, stay." ”

He sat down on the single-seater, his right leg folded on top of his left, his trouser leg rubbed up, revealing his jagged ankles.

Fu Jichen took out a cigarette case from his pocket, found a lighter under the coffee table, lit a cigarette, and smoked quietly, with no extra topics to talk about with his mother.

Wei Ronghua sat down again, looked at him smoking, frowned, and disagreed with his words: "If you smoke if you are cured, why is your body so unimportant." ”

Fu Jichen listened to her and didn't answer.

Wei Ronghua was in a heavy mood, sometimes he really didn't know what attitude to treat him, he often felt tired in his heart, and tried his best to please and accommodate his son, but he didn't even have a slightly warmer face.

Whose mother and son are like this?

In the past, when he grew up and matured, he was calm and introverted, his emotions were not exposed, and he remembered her as a mother in his heart, but she was not only devoted to a son, and Feibai was not like him.

Wei Ronghua sighed silently and asked knowingly: "Cheng Jin said that you were in a bad mood when you came back, what's wrong?" ”

Of course she knew that it was for that Shen Jianian, when she first heard the news of Shen Jianian's car accident, she panicked, afraid that her son would know that she had found Shen Jianian to force her to leave, and put this account on her head, which would only make the mother-son relationship that was already as thin as water condense into ice.

Now I think that it is better if Shen Jianian is dead, it is a time bomb to keep it, maybe one day he will be found by Ji Chen, and he will have no feelings for her and cause trouble.

If you're dead, you don't have to worry about that.

Don't look at his sadness and sadness now, after a long time, his mind is occupied by other things, and he will naturally forget that person.

Fu Jichen took the cigarette between his fingers, and the pale white smoke overflowed from his lips, and he didn't tell the truth, and said perfunctorily: "In terms of business, the people below are not doing things properly, and there is a mess, which is not very smooth." ”

Wei Ronghua took a small sip of the teacup, and when he saw that he didn't mention Shen Jianian, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "That's to be angry." ”

There aren't many things that the mother and son can talk about, and you come and I can talk about it for a few words.

Cheng Jin came over and said that he could eat, which was considered to have broken the stagnant atmosphere.

After dinner, Wei Ronghua didn't stay long, and proposed to go back to the old house, Fu Jichen got up to see him off, and said, "I'll ask the driver to send you back." ”

"No, I'll call Lao Liu, he's eating nearby." Wei Ronghua had a smile on his face, carrying a bag in one hand, and patting his arm with the other, no matter what, her concern for this son is real, the mother and son have no hatred, they all said that they broke bones and tendons, "The work can't be done, don't be too tired yourself, pay attention to the combination of work and rest." Your grandfather may often come to you for engagement in the near future, don't disobey him, he is also for your good. ”

At the mention of engagement, Fu Jichen coldly lifted his eyelids, sent his mother away, turned upstairs, and returned to the empty bedroom.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and pondering for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and called Xiao Zheng.

When the other party was connected, he got straight to the point and said, "I want to know who she saw a few days before she left Beicheng." ”

Xiao Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to who the "she" in his words was referring to, and he had to take it seriously with a spirit of 120,000 points.

"Miss Shen hasn't seen any special people in those days, she goes back and forth between Yunding Palace and Yan Qiusheng's mid-mountain villa every day." Because Shen Jianian's itinerary is very simple, it is not difficult for Xiao Zheng to recall, "I went to a private restaurant to eat alone, visited Miss Bai's mother in the hospital, and then went to the jade carving workshop opened by Miss Bai's family...... Other than that, there's nothing else. ”

Thinking of something, Xiao Zheng hurriedly said: "By the way, on the day I went to the private restaurant for dinner, she answered a phone call in the car, I don't know who called her, Miss Shen hung up without saying a word." ”

"Which private restaurant?" Fu Jichen asked.

Xiao Zheng thought for a moment and was deeply impressed by the name: "Feng Yasong Private Restaurant." ”

This name Fu Jichen is not unfamiliar, I heard it from Shen Jianian, what did she say at the time: I saw a private restaurant on the Internet during the day, which was very good, and I happened to stop by and went over to taste it.

He replied to her: Let's eat together next time.