040 The third master is an elm lump?
After Cheng Guofu left, Fu Chen accompanied the old lady to read "Battle the Golden Branch".
"The third brother, Wanwan came to the capital alone. I am not familiar with the place. The water in the capital is deep, so you should take care of it." The old lady beat the fingers and did not forget to remind Fu Chen.
"Yeah." Someone responded.
"That girl has worked hard to study, so don't be wronged about the cost of food and drink."
"After all, it's a little girl, and she's more sensitive."
"Don't treat her as the boys in the family, don't be hot and cold to others, do you know?"
...
The old lady had always been worried that Song Fengwan would suffer from grievances on Fu Chen's side, so she was nagging him.
Fu Chen responded lukewarmly, as if he was completely unwilling to care.
"A few days ago, your father's old subordinates caught a few strollers from the countryside. When you turn around, you take two of them back and stew the soup to replenish her body, so as to suppress her shock."
"Yes." Fu Chen replied lightly, but his eyes were always focused on the stage.
The old lady sighed repeatedly, this useless dead boy.
His father was not like him when he was young. He was so attentive when he was chasing him, so why did he give birth to such a lump of wood?
The two people standing behind Fu Chen looked at each other.
The third master's play is really good. The old lady's worries are completely unnecessary. The third master flirts with the little girl...
That's a good guy.
**
Inside the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital
Cheng Guofu was angry at Fu Chen and had a blue face along the way. Seeing his son who was still unconscious at the moment, his face looked frosty.
"The third master is famous for his bad temper. The young master did hit the nail on the head this time." The secretary stayed with him all night, his eyes were dark blue.
"What's your attitude towards me if you're less than thirty?" Cheng Guofu is over fifty years old, and he is really younger than Fu Chen.
"I'm old, I've taken advantage of my seniority!"
"Even because of the friendship between our two families for so many years, he shouldn't have killed them all!"
"Dad, you are back." The two entered the ward, and a woman with outstanding appearance immediately stood up, "How is it? What is the old lady saying?"
Cheng Guofu sighed.
"Where is your mother?"
"Go to get hot water."
Cheng Guofu has a son and a daughter, and his eldest daughter, Cheng Lan, 24 years old, is the editor of a magazine. His son Cheng Tianyi is 18 months away.
It is said that after Mrs. Cheng gave birth to her daughter, she was weak and had a habitual miscarriage. When she was pregnant with Cheng Tianyi, she received more than 100 fetal injections, so the entire Cheng family was particularly doting on her son.
"Xiao Lan, didn't you have a good relationship with Fu Chen before?" Cheng Guofu turned his attention to his daughter.
Cheng Lan's fingers tucking the quilt were stagnant for two seconds.
"Now he is reluctant to let go of that little girl. He must be angry at this moment. After a few days, you go and tell him if you can let your brother go."
"This..." Cheng Lan snatched the quilt tightly in her hand.
"Don't you go climbing the mountains together?"
"Yeah." Cheng Lan didn't dare to say it at all. She learned the news by accident and followed her with a silly face. She was ridiculed by Fu Chen and came back in a mess.
She has no shame to tell people about this kind of thing. People who don’t know about it think they have a really good relationship.
If you can have a relationship with Fu Chen, you can play in the capital for a long time.
Nowadays, many people still think they are in love.
"Then I'll leave your brother's affairs to you."
"The third master is weird, I have to see if I can see him." Cheng Lan's face was calm, but a tide was stirred up in her heart.
Not to mention talking to him, it would be hard to see Fu Chen even if he saw him.
I wanted to use his brother's hand to get rid of the dead girl, but I didn't expect to pull myself into the water.
"As long as you think, there will definitely be a solution." Cheng Guofu did not allow her to refuse.
Cheng Lan responded with her lips, and she hated Song Fengwan even more.
She never expected Fu Chen to do so terrible for her.
**
The old house of Fu family
Fu Chen accompanied the old lady to listen to the show, so he naturally had to eat dinner with her.
Fu Xinhan made a contribution yesterday, and Fu Chen was in a good mood. Before going out, he asked someone to take it out for a shower, and then have a beauty treatment. He took it directly to the old house and go back with him later.
"Where is Fu Xinhan in our family?" The old lady started looking for dogs as soon as she entered the yard.
“It’s in the backyard.”
"Oh, our little baby." The old lady didn't even enter the gate of the house and went directly to the backyard.
Mr. Fu stood at the door, sighing, not even giving me a look?
"Dad." Fu Chen coughed lightly twice.
"Take your puppy away quickly. Don't bring it in the future. No matter how whispered, it's so noisy." The old man snorted coldly and went straight into the house.
In fact, when the dog was sent, the old lady didn't like it. She had never raised a pet in her life. She always felt that the dog was noisy and had a smell. Unexpectedly, she kept it here for a while and almost hugged it and went to bed every night.
The old man almost got angry to death. After so many years, the couple was not as good as a dog in the end.
After talking for a while, they heard a sound coming from the backyard. They thought something had happened and hurried to the backyard.
As time passed, I saw Fu Xinhan chasing a group of chickens with his hooves. Five or six chickens were frightened by it and screamed in thunder.
The old lady couldn't catch up with her, so she could only shout it from behind, but Fu Xinhan turned a deaf ear.
It's a mess, it's probably said.
"Fu Xinhan." Fu's voice was deep.
Fu Xinhan immediately turned his head and shrank.
"Come here!"
This puppy thing disappeared in a blink of an eye and came here to be the king.
Fu Xinhan shrank his neck and moved to Fu Chen, with chicken feathers still stuck to the corner of his mouth.
"Go to the wall and squat."
It immediately walked to the wall, close to the wall, and its body tightened into a ball, looking miserable.
Several chickens had been taken into the cage, and the backyard was covered in mess.
"Aowu--" Fu Xinhan began to show his misery.
Fu Chen snorted coldly: I'm so kind to it recently, it's a little floating...
**
When Fu Chen returned home, he brought two chickens and took a portion of chicken soup with an insulated bucket. When he went back, it was already late.
"Go directly to the studio and pick her up together."
The driver immediately drove to the studio where Song Fengwan was.
When they arrived at the studio, it was around 9:50. Soon, students came out one after another until no one was left and Song Fengwan was not seen.
"Ms. Song is half an hour behind others every day, and he works very hard."
Fu Chen nodded, pushed the door and walked out, preparing to go in and see the situation.
The lights in the corridors of the studio looked lonely and deserted. There was no sound around, and even the sound of footsteps seemed empty and lonely.
"She is in the penultimate classroom." The person beside her reminded.
There are two doors in the classroom. Fu Chen walked in the direction of the way, and passed the back door first. The shop was filled with a heavy smell of lead ink. He almost saw Song Fengwan's back at first sight.
There was a boy who was separated from her two easels and didn't leave. He held the carbon pen, but kept staring at Song Fengwan.
Fu Chen's face was a little cold.
There are really wolves in front and tigers in the back. One after another, they drove away...
The person beside Fu Chen sighed. The third master is really full of love rivals.
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The third master was very angry, and the consequences were very serious...
By the way, Fu Xinhan has had a good life recently, and he is really a little drifty, haha.
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Today is the last day of the month, it is really the last day! Ahem...
My mind has always been not very good. Everyone knows [covering your face]. Forget it outside yesterday's question, forget it!
Chapter completed!