Old Man Fu didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly there was a "snap" sound outside the window, and it was the wind that broke a small branch on the tree.

"I didn't tell anyone." The old man said.

Wei Ronghua looked at the old man with a pair of teary eyes, wanting to judge the truth of his words. Fu Zhengjun is gone, and it is impossible for her to verify it.

"I hope Dad didn't lie to me."

Wei Ronghua wiped away his tears, dropped a sentence, and stumbled out.

Before she opened the door, Fu Yuling panicked and flashed to the bathroom next to her. When the footsteps were far away, she came out holding her chest, looking at the direction where Wei Ronghua disappeared with a complicated face.

The heartbeat is fast, which is a load for a person with heart disease, and the discomfort is very intense.

Fu Yuling breathed with his mouth open to help adjust.

After a long pause, she felt less uncomfortable, but the shock in her heart did not stop there.

The wound on Fu Yuling's palm was bandaged by the family doctor, but fortunately, it was not very deep, and there was no need for stitches, only hemostasis treatment.

After the doctor left, she went to Wei Ronghua's room, didn't see her, went downstairs and met the housekeeper, asked him, and learned that her mother went to her grandfather's room.

Fu Yuling didn't know why she was going over, and when she walked outside the door, she just heard her mother's roar, and she was asking her grandfather: Whose children are Fu Jichen and Fu Yuling?

At that moment, she was no less frightened than seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Then, she listened to her grandfather tell a story from thirty years ago. Those things were far away from her, but they had an indelible relationship with her.

It turned out that neither she nor her brother were the mother's children.

The elder brother was born to his father's first love, and she was just a child brought back from a welfare home, because she was born with a heart disease and was abandoned.

Hearing this, Fu Yuling didn't feel sad, what if she was abandoned by her biological parents, if she hadn't been picked up by the Fu family, she might have died a long time ago, how could she have a life where she didn't have to worry about food and clothing now, and she wouldn't have met Fu Jichen.

Fu Jichen used to be her brother, and now he is still her brother, but there is something different.

They are not related by blood.

Fu Yuling's hand wrapped in gauze behind his back, jumped on the spot with joy, the corners of his mouth couldn't help rising, his eyes were crooked, and his happy mood couldn't be hidden.

She jumped into the living room, and the nanny was puzzled when she saw her smiling.

When the doctor bandaged her wound, she cried so much that she couldn't breathe, the doctor's head was big, she asked her not to move, she still lost her temper at people, how could she be okay in a blink of an eye?

Like a summer thundershower, it will rain as soon as it is said and stop when it is stopped.

Fu Yuling returned to the room, threw himself on the bed, pulled a pillow and hugged it in his arms, stared at the empty ceiling, and smiled stupidly.

She grew up abroad since she was a child, and occasionally returned to China during the New Year's holidays, or her family flew abroad to see her, and she officially came back at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

She remembered that on the afternoon of her return to China, her grandfather came back from the company with Fu Jichen, the magnificent elongated Lincoln stopped in the yard, he got out of the car, wearing a well-tailored black suit, tied a tie, the broken hair on his forehead was short, revealing a smooth forehead, pursing his thin lips, and he was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

At that time, his face was still childish, but his temperament was very different, in addition to being noble, he felt more calm and reliable.

Unlike boys of the same age, they can only be mischievous, either chewing gum and throwing it at the girl's hair, or pulling the pigtail from behind while the girl is not paying attention, and there are groups of people who form gangs and say dirty words that they think are cool.

Compared to them, her brother is simply synonymous with "good".

Maybe they shouldn't be compared to their brother at all, it's a blasphemy against their brother.

Ever since she lived with her brother, she couldn't see other boys in her eyes.

Later, when he went abroad to study, she could only be forced to separate from him, and when they met again, he looked different, like a sapling suddenly growing into a towering tree.

Although they were the same age, in her eyes, he was a complete adult, and she was still a child who didn't know anything but eating, drinking, and having fun.

Not only his appearance and temperament, but also the change in his personality is obvious, he is cold, silent, deep, very alienated from her sister, and always loves to ignore him.

In order to gain his favor, many celebrity daughters deliberately came to her as a sister, and asked her about Fu Jichen's preferences and whereabouts, so as to pretend to meet him by chance and win attention.

She felt that those women were cheesy and unworthy of her god-like brother. She endured her temper, didn't tear her face with them, revealed some fake whereabouts, and laughed at them as if she were teasing cats and dogs, but she had an empty expression of disappointment.

When they came to her to make sure, she explained lightly: I'm sorry, my brother decided not to go for the time being.

She is possessive of Fu Jichen and doesn't want any woman to get close to him.

Even without her obstruction, Fu Jichen was not interested in those women, and several times, those celebrities and ladies really came to him, and tried their best to show their proud figures and beautiful faces, and he never looked at them more.

She was very happy and felt that Fu Jichen would always be her own, although he was not so close to her, but it was undeniable that the two of them were the most intimate relationship in the world, and no one wanted to snatch him away from her.

It was because during the time when Fu Jichen went to Yicheng that she didn't pay so close attention to him, so Shen Jiannian had an opportunity.

But so what, Shen Jiannian has already been solved.

Now, during the period of filial piety, the engagement banquet between my brother and the daughter of the Xu family has been canceled, even though most of the invitations have been sent out.

The Fu family has many rules, and there is no need to keep filial piety for close relatives for three years like in ancient times, but still need one year. In this year, Fu Jichen will not consider marriage.

There are too many variables in a year, Fu Yuling found someone to secretly investigate, that Xu Youxuan has a boyfriend, and the relationship between the two has reached the point where they can talk about marriage, and they will have children after a year.

Fu Yuling buried his face in the pillow, and the curvature of the corners of his lips couldn't be restrained.

In this year, she may also make new progress.

*

Wei Ronghua returned to the bedroom on the second floor in despair.

The mess was still there, and the nanny didn't get the order, so she didn't dare to come to clean it up rashly, for fear of upsetting her.

When she walked to the bed, she accidentally kicked a book under her feet, and when the book turned to one of the pages, a palm-sized piece of paper fell out.

Wei Ronghua glanced at it, it was not a piece of paper, it was the back of a photo.

She usually doesn't move the books on the shelves, only Fu Zhengjun occasionally flips through them.

Wei Ronghua slowly squatted down, picked up the photo, and turned to the front, it was a woman, standing among a cluster of gardenia trees, wearing a long skirt as light yellow as rice paper, retro style, the skirt was embroidered with clusters of red beans with lovesickness, and the upper body was matched with a short shirt as thin as cicada wings, her hair was half pulled up, and she smiled slightly when she looked at the camera.

Through the photo, you can also feel the gentle scent of books emanating from her body.

Wei Ronghua looked at that face, it was Xiao Heting, who had been dead for many years.

If this woman has nothing to do with herself, she may sigh: how can there be someone in this world whose appearance is so harmonious with softness and heroism.

The edges of this picture were rough and raw, and her husband should have flipped them out from time to time when she didn't know it.

Her question to Fu Zhengjun that day is still in her ears: Did you never take me to heart?

The answer is yes.

Fu Zhengjun has never forgotten Xiao Heting, even for a day. No matter how much she paid for this family, she couldn't occupy an inch in his heart, how sad.

She now finally knows who Fu Jichen's face looks like. When he was a child, he was carved out of the same mold as Xiao Heting, and when he grew up, his facial features grew open, not so similar, but the outline of his eyebrows and eyes did not change, and if he looked closely, he could still see a little bit of Xiao Heting's shadow.

It's a pity that she deliberately forgot everything related to Xiao Heting in the past, and she didn't even remember her appearance clearly, so she never found any similarities between the two.

So, what about her husband?

The old man said that he hadn't told anyone, including Fu Zhengjun.

Fu Zhengjun is so familiar with Xiao Heting, wouldn't he be suspicious of Fu Jichen's face? He must have known it a long time ago, so he loved Fu Jichen very much, and thought about him in everything.

"Haha, it turns out that I am the stupidest person in the world!" Wei Ronghua began to laugh again, with tears in his laughter, "After thirty years of hard work, in the end, I made a wedding dress for the person I hated the most!" ”

She tore the photo to shreds, threw it into the air, and was laughing, bowing her head and vomiting a mouthful of blood.

(End of chapter)