Yunjin Capital

When Fu Qinyuan arrived home, there was no one in the house for the first time. It would be fine if Fu Chen was not there, even Yan Chi and Huai Sheng were not there. He felt inexplicably happy and had no way to share, so he simply went to the school gate to guard his sister.

Although today is a weekend, next week coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, the school adjusts the time and makes up for the weekend.

When Fu Huan was out of school, he was still a little surprised when he saw Fu Qinyuan, "Brother, why are you here?"

"Check you." Someone was in a clear mood.

Fu Huan pursed her lips and looked at a night market stall on the roadside. She was indeed a little hungry. Thinking of her father's rejection before, she still hesitated and said, "Brother, I want to buy something to eat."

"purchase."

Um?

Fu Huan frowned, that simple?

"Can I have a cup of milk tea?"

"I'll ask."

"I still want that..."

“Buy them all!”

So generous?

Fu Huan was a little nervous. Does his brother have other plans? He is just a student, but he has nothing.

She was worried about eating, and the sudden appearance of goodness was really unbearable.

Fu Qinyuan didn't drive. Fu Huan was eating, so he helped carry his schoolbag. He looked quite like a kind of brother and sister.

"Brother, did you have something good to do today? Did you finish the paper or did you complete a big order?"

“Other.”

"other?"

Fu Huan bit the milk tea straw and remembered the lipstick marks on his clothes before. Could it be that it was really in the estrus period? Is there a situation?

Fu Qinyuan was thinking wildly in her heart, but she asked. As long as she asked, he would tell her that he wished he could share the good news with everyone at this time.

But Fu Huan kept drinking milk tea and had no intention of speaking at all. She hadn't asked similar questions before, but she was only angry and cold. Fu Huan thought to herself:

Other things? It's probably because of private life, so she doesn't dare to ask too much.

It's not good to know too much.

Fu Qinyuan waited for a long time and only received Fu Huan's words: "Brother, this jasmine-flavored milk tea is good and delicious."

“…”

*

Sichuan Beijing home

When Jing Xingyao arrived home, there was no one at home. She knew that her parents would go home later and were in a good mood. She went to the kitchen to make soup. She answered a call from across the country, which was called by her grandparents.

"I'm still cooking so late?" The boss of the Jing family frowned. What's wrong with the couple? He even asked the child to go to the kitchen in the middle of the night?

For the elders, Jing Xingyao is probably growing to thirty or forty years old, and he is also a child in his heart.

"Make some soup for parents, grandpa, have you bought new clothes?" Jing Xingyao held his cell phone away from the kitchen. "You are dressed very well and very stylish."

"It's okay, I think this clothes are just average." A big guy was so happy that his beard was straight up and he had to be strong and calm.

After all, you are a big guy, so be serious.

A big guy firmly occupied the camera, and Sheng Aiyi couldn't even squeeze it. He could only sit on one side and stare at him. A little guy on the other side was wearing a delicate British school uniform, straight and upright, eating gracefully, and seemed to be from two worlds with a big guy.

Everyone says that he is simply a copy of Jing Hanchuan.

Q version of Jing Liuye.

But although he looks like the Jing family, his eyebrows and eyes also have the shadow of the Xu family.

Jing Xingyao smiled, "The clothes are average, but when worn on you, it is extraordinary."

She was sweet-mouthed and made a big shot so happy that she couldn't find Bei.

"Grandpa, I want to say something to grandma?"

"Yes, come on, you guys." A big guy was in a happy mood and happily made a seat.

Sheng Aiyi took her cell phone and walked to her grandson, "Say hello to her sister."

"Hello sister." Xiao Liuliu was so gentlemanly.

"I'm going to take the exam recently, come on." When he finished the exam, the Jing family was reunited and we were able to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together. "I have recently looked for a few good restaurants. When you come back, I'll invite you to eat. I have good exam results and I have another reward."

"Yes." He was calm.

Actually, I was ecstatic: Yoro, there is a gift.

After seeing the brother and brother finish speaking, Sheng Aiyi held up his cell phone, "Thank you for your hard work recently, I have heard from the manager. Just try your best in the Liyuan area, don't be too tired."

"I know." Jing Xingyao smiled, "When will you come back? I'll pick you up."

"It is expected that it will be the day after tomorrow. He will finish the exam only after the exam. We still need to pack up." Sheng Aiyi said a few more words to her and then hung up the phone. The Jing family kept listening to their videos quietly. When they heard that the boss was coming back, they looked at each other in an excitement.

A little Liuliu finished his food and went to school, he went back to the house to pack up his things and called Fu Qinyuan.

The two have a good relationship, so they naturally have to notify him of the news that he wants to come back as soon as possible.

"Your grandparents are back together?"

"Absolutely."

Fu Qinyuan frowned, not knowing whether the two people from the Jing family came back were happy or sad. He remembered that Sheng Aiyi was very easy to get along with, gentle and elegant. Jing Xingyao grew up with her, so he naturally had more temperament.

"When you come back, I will invite you whatever you want to do."

"Thank you brother." After all, Xiao Liuliu is young, and he is a little bit of food and fun, so he is naturally happy.

Fu Qin was answering the video in the living room. Fu Huan was opening the refrigerator, taking a yellow peach yogurt, and tilting his head to look at him. He had a good relationship with Xiao Liuliu. She was away and didn't watch him call him for the video.

Alas, my biological family-raising sister is not as good as a person with a foreign surname.

*

Soon Huaisheng and Yan Chi came back one after another. Fu Chen went to the company to pick up Song Fengwan. When he returned home, it was almost twelve o'clock. He drank a little wine, his throat was dry and hot, and his whole body was also hot.

Duan Linbai, a bastard, said that the wine was good and tasted light, but he didn't say that he had enough energy.

"Dad." Fu Qinyuan came down from the upper floor, "Have you drunk?"

Fu Chen put some ice in a cup, poured it into a cool white bloom, and didn't look at him at all.

"The alcohol smells very strong. How much wine have you drunk?"

How much do I drink? For whom?

Isn’t it to stabilize your future father-in-law?

"Dad, ask you something."

"explain."

"What kind of person is Grandpa Jing?" Fu Qinyuan is generally familiar with the boss of the Jing family. In addition, their family has been abroad for many years, and the two have different generations and have not communicated much.

Fu Chen drank water and then remembered, "They are going back to China, right?"

"Um."

"You want to start from him?" Fu Chen lifted his eyelids and glanced at him.

Fu Qinyuan thought to himself that she had officially visited Beijing during the Mid-Autumn Festival. She was interested in herself and kissed her, so she must be responsible.

"Prepare to visit the parents?" Fu Chen saw through his thoughts at a glance.

“I have this idea.”

"when?"

"Before Mid-Autumn Festival."

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, "Then our family will not be able to reunite this year, so we can have a good holiday."

Fu Qinyuan's mouth twitched, what does his father mean?

"Prepare to please the Jing family and make a difference, right?" Fu Chen said, and he nodded, "It's not impossible for you to go find Grandpa Jing first. You can only coax him well, and your sixth uncle will be very smooth."

After all, at this time, a big boss in the Jing family was still a true story!

"How to please me? What's the solution?"

As soon as a spark of hope was ignited in Fu Qinyuan's heart, Fu Chen poured a basin of cold water, "There is no way, just tighten the skin."

“…”

"Go back to the house to wash, go to bed early, don't dream."

**
To be continued...