Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

Duan Yuhe's private ward was arranged in an extremely secluded manner.

Fu Zhaochen specifically explained it, because he didn't want to be on the trending searches anymore.

When he opened the door and went in, Duan Yuhe turned her head. Her face was pale and pitiful. Even if he hated her work now, he would feel distressed. He was afraid that his sister's heart would stop beating again. There is no more Si Yu in the world.

It's just that Fu Zhaochen didn't understand how the once timid but innocent girl of the Duan family became what she is now.

What kind of role did Shen Zhijie play in Duan Yuhe's growth?

When they were young, Duan Yuhe and Shen Zhijie

Duan Yuhe's big moist eyes were filled with tears, "Brother Chen...I thought you would never come to see me again!"

Fu Zhaochen lowered his eyes, he unbuttoned his suit jacket, stretched his pants and sat down, "Yuhe, I don't want it to become a fact that I will never see you again one day."

Duan Yuhe's panic was obvious, her astonished forehead and eyes were full of sincerity, and Fu Zhaochen chattered with the lighter and lit it, making a crisp click, click sound.

"I believe that you will not push yourself out as cannon fodder, but I also believe that you are not innocent in this matter!"

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows, "You want to argue, and I want to hear it too, first tell me how you got there?"

Duan Yuhe paused slightly, "I'm going to shoot a horse riding scene. I finished the close-up by myself, but just as I entered the woods, the horse changed direction uncontrollably."

She took a long breath, "Then, I appeared in those abandoned buildings."

"You fell off your horse?"

Fu Zhaochen frowned slightly, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

Duan Yuhe was stunned, and then said, "No, the person who tied me up was a master of horse handling. He stopped the horse, and then tied me up."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Fu Zhaochen lowered his eyes and suddenly leaned forward to comfort Duan Yuhe in a warm voice, "Yuhe, I blamed you."

Duan Yuhe swallowed dryly, teary and pitiful, "Brother Chen, what I'm most afraid of is that you ignore me, you scared me to death just now."

Fu Zhaochen reached out and touched Duan Yuhe's head, his eyes were gentle, "How could it be?"

He immediately picked up the apples from the fruit basket on the side and began to peel apples for Duan Yuhe. He lowered his eyes, looked very focused, gentle and gentle, which made Duan Yuhe feel a little relieved.

This is like the old Fu Zhaochen, always gentle, always caring and tolerant towards her.

Duan Yuhe looked at him without blinking, the defense line in her heart gradually came down, and her slack demeanor made her sick face look much calmer and gentler.

The corners of Fu Zhaochen's mouth raised slightly, and he asked abruptly, "Do you know the person who tied you up?"

Duan Yuhe's expression froze, and she was stunned for a while. She stammered, "Why...how could it be?"

Fu Zhaochen smiled evilly, he cut off a small piece of apple and put it in Duan Yuhe's hand, "Yuhe, look at your hands, your arms, there is no injury at all, not even a pinch."

"The bruises on Sheng Yiruo's body are very obvious, and there are also scratches on the back of his hands, and you... It can be seen that the kidnapper is very gentle to you."

Fu Zhaochen put the peeled apple in Duan Yuhe's hands, "Eat it, this is the last apple I peel for you, and it is also the last time I will tolerate you."

"What is the reason, I think you know better than me!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaochen threw the fruit knife aside and made a bang, which made Duan Yuhe pause slightly in fright.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly, then got up, "The Fu family invested money in your drama, you should finish filming first!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaochen strode away.

The moment the door closed, Fu Zhaochen was relieved and relaxed like never before.

He walked towards Sheng Yiruo's ward with a smile, but Duan Yuhe's heartbreaking cry came from behind him.

Fu Zhaochen pretended not to hear, and quickened his pace.

When he arrived at the door of Sheng Yiruo's ward, he knocked on the door and opened the door to enter. Chen Wanning was talking with someone on audio or video, but Fu Zhaochen didn't see Sheng Yiruo in the ward.

I heard Chen Wanning say there, "Xiaotu, don't say that Fu Yanwang's breakfast is really delicious, this skill can be used to open a breakfast shop."

Fu Zhaochen walked over, leaned over and saw Sheng Yiruo in the video, and the background seemed to be the airport.

And the person who appeared in profile was Qin Siyuan.

When Sheng Yiruo saw Fu Zhaochen in the camera, his expression was gloomy, with a trace of unwillingness and loneliness in his eyes.

She was startled in embarrassment, and then hung up the video.

Chen Wanning, "..."

Fu Zhaochen sneered, "Yan Wang's cooking is so delicious, do you want Miss Chen to eat a meal with a severed head?"

Chen Wanning was taken aback, and the phone dropped to the table with a bang.

And on the table was the bento box, bowls and chopsticks of the breakfast she had eaten. She saw a little sticky rice soup sticking to the mobile phone in the empty porridge bowl, she turned her head and smiled, "Mr. Fu didn't even walk. Sound?"

"Of course, Hades demanded his life, did he notify you in advance?"

Fu Zhaochen's anger remained undiminished, he glared at Chen Wanning, "Little Tu, when did you leave?"

Chen Wanning took out her phone and wiped it with a piece of paper, "Well... you left before you came, she has classes in the evening, and she wants to go back to draw manuscripts. She didn't want to hide from you, she and Qin Lv rushed over Time, fly economy class."

"Well," Fu Zhaochen's eyes were secretive, "You're not in a hurry, are you? You go back to Ningcheng with me."

Chen Wanning, "..."

Just as she was about to refuse, she heard Fu Zhaochen say again, "Your cousin also meant the same thing."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaochen turned around and left.

After leaving the hospital, Fu Zhaochen's loneliness became apparent. Sheng Yiruo didn't pay attention to his feelings at all.

He Yu drove and waited outside, "Boss Fu, shall we go?"

"Well, go to my cousin!"

Fu Zhaochen opened the door and got in the car. He was thinking about things along the way, and suddenly asked, "Is the exhibition period of the necklace designed by Sheng Yiruo coming to an end?"

He Yu nodded, "Well, it's over next week, and Miss Fourth will receive the necklace she designed and made."

When the time comes, Sheng Yiruo will know that the one she obtained after she argued hard and promised to marry him is a fake.

Will she be happy?she will.

Fu Zhaochen felt uncomfortable. He leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes and meditated, "He Yu, go back and buy Furong Jingyuan as soon as possible, before Qin Siyuan."

Arriving at her cousin's villa, Fu Zhaochen saw his parents "showing affection" as soon as he got out of the car.

His mother, Nan Yi, was sitting on the swing, and his father, Fu Chen, was gently pushing behind him, while his mother was holding a bouquet of bright red roses. Those flowers should be in the rose garden, and his father cut them now. of.

Suddenly, Fu Chen increased his strength, and the swing was very high, accompanied by Nan Yi's screams, and then Fu Chen hugged her who was swinging back behind Nan Yi.

Nan Yi scoffed, "Fu Chen, how old are you? Still scaring me like this?"

"How old am I?" Fu Chen sneered, "You don't know!"

Fu Zhaochen touched his nose with his index finger, and finally coughed twice, indicating that he, a living man, has come.

Fu Chen turned his head and glared at Fu Zhaochen, "You're dumb, don't you know how to make a sound when you're here?"

"Tsk, I'm afraid of disturbing you and my mother's pleasure, or...You guys go on, I'll hide in the house?"

Fu Zhaochen's mouth is similar to Fu Chen's, the lip shape is the same, and the same is true for his cheap mouth.

Nanyi got up and glared at Fu Zhaochen, the silly son, and went back to the room awkwardly, "You two, father and son, talk, don't talk about it."

Fu Zhaochen nodded, "Well, Mom, don't worry, I will let my dad."

He sat on the swing with a big face, turned his head and said to the tall and tall Fu Chen, "Dad, why don't you push me too?"

Standing in the distance, He Yu couldn't help laughing, and followed Nan Yi into the house.

Fu Chen reached out and patted Fu Zhaochen on the back of the head, "It's true that I want to slap you to death. What do you want to say?"

"Shen Zhijie!"