Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 117 How long are you going to hide it

Forest City in April.

If it hadn't been for the gradually gloomy weather in the afternoon, it would still be very bright by 6 o'clock.

This time is the time for dinner in Fu's old house.

In this area where every inch of land is very expensive in the city center, the old house of the Fu family is surrounded by a lush ecological garden area.

A few years ago, during the renovation of Lincheng City, the old housing areas around the Fu family's old house were bulldozed and a large ecological garden was built.

Due to the influence of the Fu family, and the quaint architectural style of the old house of the Fu family, which is just integrated with the natural ecology, the old house of the Fu family was preserved.

However, Fu Jiayin, the current head of the family, signed a gift agreement with Lincheng Urban Construction Bureau a few days after Fu Li died in a car accident two years ago.

Ten years later, regardless of whether Fu Jiayin is alive or not, the old house of the Fu family will be donated free of charge.

The black Maybach passed through the hazy night and stopped steadily at the old house of the Fu family.

The people in the old house of Fu's family obviously did not expect Fu Yushi's arrival.

Because, except for festivals or specific festivals, the future Patriarch seldom appears here.

At least not in time for dinner.

After the Chinese New Year, today is the time when there are the most people on the table of Fu's family.

For this reason, Fu Jiayin, who hadn't gone downstairs to eat for a long time, was also helped downstairs by the crowd and arranged to sit at the front of the dining table.

The bronze-colored solid wood dining table is filled with cups and plates one after another.

Seeing Fu Yushi coming over, the butler, Lao Li, asked the kitchen to add a few dishes in an emergency.

Between cups and plates, everyone dined in an orderly manner.

Compared with Fu Yushi and Yang Hui's candid expressions, Feng Xiaoyun and Fu Yuxing became a little cautious.

"You know about Xiaoxing, right?" Fu Jiayin put down the teacup in his hand, his tone was quite calm.

Fu Yushi glanced at Feng Xiaoyun's mother and son, and saw that the two had lowered their heads tremblingly all night, then turned to Fu Jiayin and said, "I just found out today, too."

Fu Jiayin looked at Fu Yuxing, quite dissatisfied with his submissive appearance.

"You'll only be 15 years old after the new year, so it's impossible not to study! Your third uncle can't even take care of himself now, let alone Xiao Xing."

"Dad, we."

After Fu Jiayin's words fell, Feng Xiaoyun suddenly raised his head, breaking out in a cold sweat, but was frightened back by Fu Jiayin's wink.

"You go back tomorrow and leave Xiaoxing here. I will take care of you for a few days. I will let Yu Shi find someone to handle the school affairs. Whether you want to go back to the original school or find a new school, neither of you should interfere.. But I will ask Yu Shi to respect Xiao Xing's wishes as much as possible."

After finishing speaking, Fu Jiayin signaled the housekeeper to push him up to the second floor, and said to Fu Yushi before leaving.

"Yu Shi, come up in a while!"

Fu Jiayin took the indoor elevator.

Seeing Fu Jiayin go upstairs, Feng Xiaoyun also left with Fu Jiaxing.

She was going back to the Northwest tomorrow, and was anxious to go home and explain something to Fu Yuxing.Since the old man said that he would respect his son's wishes, she had to go home and discuss countermeasures with Fu Peng.

After Feng Xiaoyun left, Fu Yushi did not rush upstairs, but sat with Yang Hui in the living room for a while.

"Your third aunt is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and she will worry about other people's affairs before she can figure out her own family's affairs!" Yang Hui's voice was soft, but the disgust in her tone could still be heard.

Yang Hui didn't make it clear, but Fu Yushi still understood what she meant.It should be Feng Xiaoyun who filed a complaint in front of the old man.

Fu Yushi's deep dark eyes drooped, showing no expression.

"I was shopping with Jiang Cheng at the mall today. When I saw my third aunt, did she say anything to you?"

Fu Yushi's deep voice was always indifferent, but he still tried his best to keep it calm.

Yang Hui didn't expect Fu Yushi to be so frank, and said with a sneer.

"There are some things that you just need to know. Go up, don't keep your grandpa waiting too long." After speaking, Yang Hui got up and patted Fu Yushi on the shoulder twice.

The temperature in the living room was not too high. Fu Yushi was only wearing a white shirt, but his body was full of warmth.

After not seeing her for a few days, Yang Hui still noticed changes in her son.

"Mom! If you don't want to live here, I'll have someone pick you up or go back to the south."

Yang Hui, who was about to get up to leave, suddenly stopped, and looked out of the courtyard through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows with calm eyes.

"I'm used to living here during this period of time. It's ridiculous to say it. After I married your father, the total time I have lived here for so many years is not as long as the time I have lived here in the past few months."

Fu Li is the eldest son in the family, so it stands to reason that he should live in the old house.

However, in the second month after Fu Li and Yang Hui got married, the two moved out to live alone due to personality problems.

Fu Yu lived with Yang Hui in a villa area in the southern suburbs when he was a child. After he was 15 years old, as the eldest son of the eldest son, he returned to the old house of Fu's family and received elite education under Fu Jiayin.

Yang Hui has been living there alone until Fu Jiayin's 75th birthday last year, when she was taken to the old house, and has been living there until now.

"Then I'll go up first." Yang Hui didn't mean to make things difficult during Fu Yu's time, and didn't say anything more.

Upstairs in the study room, Fu Jiayin was sitting behind a large black board table, with a cup of health-preserving hot tea in his hand, and the open mouth of the cup was emitting a seemingly invisible white gas.

Fu Yushi opened the door and entered, and saw Fu Jiayin resting on the leather seat with his back closed.

People in their 70s, apart from having hale and hearty eyes, are also gradually aging.

Especially now, with Fu Jiayin's eyes closed, no matter how well maintained he is, his entire face is no different from that of an ordinary 80-[-]-year-old.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fu Jiayin slowly opened his eyes, staring at the whole process of Fu Yushi walking from the door to him.

His grandson is not similar to his elder son in any other respects except his appearance.

Fu Li has always been gentle and elegant, always easy-going and enthusiastic in his dealings with others, especially his happiness and anger are always on his face, so that you can see his thoughts at a glance.

But Fu Yushi was just the opposite, he was too much like himself when he was young.

Fu Jiayin sighed in his heart, in order to train Fu Yushi to be the successor of the Fu family, whether he was too strict with him, so that he was so indifferent to family affection.

It is also because of my constant reflection for so many years that I indulged Fu Yuxing.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiayin seemed to have found some kind of balance in his heart, at least he had cultivated the best successor of the Fu family.

"Have you got a girlfriend?"

Just as Fu Yushi took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, he raised his head curiously when he heard what Fu Jiayin said.

Unexpectedly, the old man spoke so bluntly today.

"Ah."

Fu Yushi's reply and the sound of the lighter came back and forth.

"If your third aunt hadn't bumped into her, how long are you going to keep it a secret?" Fu Jiayin continued to ask.

Fu Yushi sprayed a puff of gray-white smoke in the direction of the indoor purifier, watching the numbers on the machine change from small to large, and the looping light strips also changed from green to yellow to red.

"Now you don't maintain Sanfang at all." Fu Yushi replied casually.

In the past, when Fu Yushi's lace news reached the old man's ears, Fu Jiayin knew how to cover it up for the person who spread the news, but he didn't expect it to be so direct today.

(End of this chapter)