Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

This was the first time Fu Mingting came to Sang Chi's house after recovering his memory.

He lived here for a long time, and every corner of the house was filled with memories of him and Sang Chi.

He thought that apart from Sang Chi, no one would be more familiar with this place than himself, not even Huo Yanxiu.

However, when he looked around the house, his eyes were filled with confusion.

The layout of the house has not changed, but the arrangement of items and the atmosphere of life inside have all changed.

Everything that belonged to Fu Mingting disappeared without leaving any trace.

In addition to children's things, what he replaced were many oil paintings of roses under the moon.

Even on the sofa, he saw a coat belonging to a man.

Fu Mingting closed his eyes in pain as all the things that belonged to him were occupied and replaced by others.

However, such escape was of no avail.

The air he breathed seemed to contain coarse sand, which penetrated into his nasal passages, slid down his throat, and scraped his heart and lungs.

Then it accumulated, and this cycle continued until more and more sand particles blocked his mouth and nose, making him feel like he was going to suffocate to death at any moment.

So this is what it feels like to watch yourself being replaced.

Was his Youyou also feeling so uncomfortable at that time?
Fu Mingting opened his eyes again, his red eyes filled with regret and pain. He looked at Sang Chi like a drowning man facing his only life-saving straw.

"Pfft."

It was the sound of knees hitting the ground.

Fu Mingting knelt down in front of Sang Chi.

The arrogant Fourth Young Master Fu had only knelt before his mother in his entire life, but now, he bent his precious knees to Sang Chi.

"Youyou, I'm sorry. I'm such a jerk. I shouldn't have recognized the wrong person. It's all my fault that you have suffered so much."

Sang Chi paused and said, "Get out. I don't welcome drunk people here."

Fu Mingting tried to explain: "I did drink a little, but I'm sure I'm sober now, Youyou, I'm really not drunk. If you don't like me drinking, I promise I'll never drink again."

Sang Chi no longer cared about the suitcase that had not been packed yet, and walked up to Fu Mingting, "Okay, since you said you are sober, then there are some things I want to make clear to you here."

"Youyou..." Fu Mingting pleaded. He even regretted that he should not have said that he was sober.

Because he knew very well what Sang Chi would say to him, and that was something he absolutely didn't want to hear.

"Fu Mingting, you have seen everything in this room, right? To me, it is just like you. Even if there were traces left in the past, now those traces have all been wiped clean and have nothing to do with you anymore. This is the present and the future of you and me."

Fu Mingting lowered his head weakly, supporting himself on the ground with his hands, as if he was suffocating under the pressure of an invisible heavy stone.

The feeling that Sang Chi described was deeply felt the moment he stepped in.

Sang Chi threw away everything that belonged to him, just to prove that she had completely swept him out of her heart.

"I'm sorry, I can't change the past, I'm sorry for making you suffer, but I still want to tell you, Youyou, I don't want to let go, I never want to let go in my life!"

"laugh."

A mocking sneer came from behind Fu Mingting.

Huo Yanxiu carried the suitcase and walked towards Sang Chi possessively.

"Of course I will hold my wife's hand. I won't bother you."

After saying that, he packed his luggage in front of Fu Mingting.

It was only two steps away, but Huo Yanxiu was able to fill his suitcase to the brim. He not only brought daily necessities, but also packed clothes. It was obvious that he planned to stay here and not leave.

Fu Mingting watched his movements coldly, and once again felt the heart-wrenching pain of having his position taken by someone else.

But what hurt him even more was that he couldn't stop them from being together.

Huo Yanxiu was not someone he could control, and Sang Chi would not listen to him.

He had absolutely no way of dealing with them.

The only thing he could control was to stop himself from thinking too much about it.

"Youyou, I came here mainly to talk to you about the share donation."

Fu Mingting deliberately ignored Huo Yanxiu and only spoke to Sang Chi.

Sang Chi: "What share donation?"

Huo Yanxiu did not interrupt this time, but just stared at Fu Mingting.

Fu Mingting seemed to have finally regained his confidence. He took a deep breath and said to Sang Chi, "Youyou, our family is very grateful for what you have done for our family, so we decided to give you half of my current shares."

Considering the size of the entire Fu Group, even half of the shares would be an absolutely considerable figure, even far exceeding the assets Zhou Youmin left for her.

As the person involved, Sang Chi was extremely surprised.

Is it because the God of Wealth is having a holiday, and everyone is coming to give her money?
Huo Yanxiu, however, captured some key points.

"Half of your shares? Are you sure this is a gift from your Fu family out of gratitude to Sang Chi, and not a compensation ordered by Madam Fu to you?"

Fu Mingting's expression froze for a moment.

Huo Yanxiu's eyes were full of understanding.

In the business world, it is important to know yourself and your enemy. Although Huo Yanxiu did not have much contact with Mrs. Fu, he also understood some of her style of doing things.

The old lady not only values ​​friendship and loyalty, but also fairness.

Sang Chi saved not only Fu Mingting, but also Mrs. Fu and Fu Mingyue. Given her personality, she would never use Fu Mingting's private collection to repay her favor.

If he had to do this, there would only be one reason: Fu Mingting had to atone for his wrongdoings.

What did Fu Mingting do to offend Sang Chi?
Huo Yanxiu: "It seems that Madam Fu has already found out the real culprit behind the Wang Tianqi incident."

His lazy voice was like countless tiny ice cones that suddenly appeared: "Fu Mingting, after doing something like that, what qualifications do you have to be here?"

A killer sentence.

The transparent, heavy stone finally expanded to a point where Fu Mingting could no longer bear it. It smashed him until he was bleeding and his internal organs were all crushed into mud.

Fu Mingting mustered up his courage countless times, but in the end he still didn't dare to look Sang Chi in the eye.

"I'm sorry, Youyou." Fu Mingting uttered these five words with difficulty in a hoarse voice. He retreated to the entrance and said, "I can't reverse time and space, but I really don't want to give up. I will live next door to your house in the future. If you want to punish me or retaliate against me, I will accept your punishment and revenge at any time."

Huo Yanxiu picked up the toothbrush cup from the suitcase with his slender fingers and smashed it towards Fu Mingting's face with a swift movement.

"Don't disgust her."

Fu Mingting: "Huo Yanxiu, I didn't talk to you. No matter how powerful you are, you can't make decisions for her."

Sang Chi shrugged, "Sorry, he really can."

In Fu Mingting's puzzled and jealous eyes, Sang Chi said: "Well, after all, he is the biological father of my two children."

(End of this chapter)