Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 211 No. 11 Years

If one had to find a reason why Fu Zijin suddenly didn't like him, Fu Zichen really didn't know.

But the change in her attitude started from the day his little nephew disappeared.

Fu Zijin didn't cry when something like that happened at the coming-of-age ceremony.

Han Yue retired, but Fu Zijin didn't cry.

Fu Zijin didn't cry when she was born out of wedlock.

Zhang Jingrong said she was stupid, but if this kind of thing happened to Fu Sishen or Fu Sisi, both of them might have to seek death and live, crying and making a lot of noise.

But Fu Zijin didn't.

I went to school by myself to take a leave of absence, and then watered the flowers at home every day, basked in the sun, and raised my baby with peace of mind.

At that time, Fu Zichen had just taken over Kunhua, had zero foundation, and was so busy every day that he lost weight at a visible speed, and almost dropped out of school at one point.

Fu Zijin also comforted him and Tang Wanqiu, it doesn't matter if they don't know anything about the company, they are still young and can learn slowly.

Even if the company goes bankrupt, the family can go out to work for others in the future, sell the house, sell the car, and it doesn't matter if there is no luxurious mansion in luxury clothes, no servants and bodyguards, as long as the family is still together, the family is together just fine.

After Fu Zichen heard this, he was silent for a while, and just said "um" softly. After that, he still got up early every day and went to work on various projects in the company.

And on December 28 of that year, Fu Zijin gave birth to a baby boy weighing six and a half catties in the hospital.

Knowing the good news, Fu Zichen rushed back overnight from a business trip, with the corners of his lips curled up all the way, smiling like a fool.

Although he doesn't know who the child's biological father is, he will protect him, always.

Fu Zijin likes children very much. After giving birth, the smiles on her face are even bigger.

Take the children and water the flowers every day, and everything seems to be going in a good direction.

But the end of the year is approaching, Fu Zichen came back from a business trip and suddenly found out that the child was missing.

The child is gone.

How could the child suddenly disappear?

"Ah Chen, the baby is missing, the baby is missing, can you help me find the baby? Help me find the baby?"

As soon as he came back, Fu Zijin grabbed his hand and cried over and over again, his eyes were swollen like peaches, and his voice was already hoarse from crying.

"Sister, I will help you find the baby, definitely." He held her hand and solemnly promised.

However, day after day, year after year, year after year.

This year has been No.11, and the child is still not found.

Now he can't even imagine that his little nephew is still alive.

Lin Ziyu always thought that the child was gone, but she didn't expect it to be missing.

"Why is the child missing?" She hugged the man in front of her in distress.

At the age of eighteen or nine, while others were still playing, he had already taken care of a house and a company by himself, and he also had to take care of his studies.

There was deep pain in Fu Zichen's eyes, and his voice lowered, "Take me to the hospital for a checkup for fever, my sister went to the bathroom, and disappeared when she came back."

"Then no one is with my sister? Where's my mother? Where's the servant at home?"

How could a living child disappear without seeing it, absolutely impossible.

"There are no servants." Fu Zichen shook his head lightly.

At that time the company was tight, their family couldn't afford to hire servants, and they had to do everything by themselves, even Tang Wanqiu, who hadn't worked in most of her life, went to the company to sit in charge.

"What about the nurse? Where's the doctor?" Lin Ziyu grabbed Fu Zichen's arm anxiously.

Fu Zichen still shook his head gently.

None?

Lin Ziyu's hand holding his arm slowly loosened, her heart constricted for a while, and the pain of suffocation spread throughout her internal organs.

His voice trembled slightly, "Is there no monitoring in the hospital?"

(End of this chapter)