Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

On Uncle Zhong's side.

After replying to Mu Tiantian, he quickly put down his phone and casually picked up a beef tendon ball. Because Fu Zhengting's gaze was still on his face, he was a little nervous. The beef tendon ball was too hot, so he didn't blow on it and put the whole thing in his mouth, which burned his tongue.

Fu Zhengting was a little angry, but more worried.

He said bluntly, "Uncle Zhong, don't waste your breath. You know my temperament and style. I will not forgive Mu Tiantian, and I will never have anything to do with her again."

The last two sentences were too heavy; once spoken, they were like spilled water, impossible to take back.

But he still had to say it.

We need to make Uncle Zhong's attitude clear.

He had lost his appetite and stood up.

"Xiao Jun, I'm sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing."

He didn't want to lose control in front of Xiao Linglong, but he really couldn't pretend.

He left after saying those words.

Uncle Zhong watched Fu Zhengting's retreating figure and sighed with worry.

The president is such a decisive and efficient person.

This applies to business as well as love.

They don't give anyone a single chance to turn back.

Little Linglong asked Huo Qijun curiously, "Daddy, what happened to Uncle Fu?"

"Your Uncle Fu is having a tiff with himself!" Huo Qijun chuckled.

He wasn't that worried, because he knew Fu Zhengting was a mature man.

He can handle any problem.

It was his first time experiencing love, and lacking experience, he was bound to lose his way for a while.

He comforted Uncle Zhong, "Uncle Zhong, don't worry. These are all things a man must go through on the road of love. If you don't go through them, how can your CEO understand the joys and sorrows of love?"

Uncle Chung felt that what Huo Qijun said made sense.

People need to experience things to truly understand.

He stopped worrying about the problem, raised his glass to clink with Huo Qijun, and ate heartily.

Little Linglong wants to go down to find Fu Zhengting. Uncle Fu is unhappy, and she wants to cheer him up.

Knowing that Fu Zhengting needed a quiet space, Huo Qijun brought Xiao Linglong back.

Like a restless little carp, Xiao Linglong still wanted to find Fu Zhengting.

Having no other choice, Huo Qijun could only feign fierceness and threaten, "If you don't listen, you can forget about getting the Superman toy you want."

Men don't have the same patience as women when it comes to taking care of children. Only after taking care of a child do they realize how hard it is for women to raise children.

I don't feel comfortable entrusting the care to a postpartum nanny, and my parents are getting old, so I don't want to trouble them. I'll just take care of the baby myself.

In the beginning, he didn't get a good night's sleep. After seeing news reports online about new fathers suffocating their babies because they were sleeping too soundly, he didn't dare to fall asleep.

He wakes up reflexively whenever the child cries or makes any noise.

Although it was a bit tough, every time he heard his little Linglong affectionately call him "Daddy," he felt that all the hard work was worth it.

Little Linglong pouted, glanced around and thought for a moment, and finally sat down obediently.

Fu Zhengting returned to his room and, recalling his stern tone towards Uncle Zhong, felt guilty and remorseful.

The room was quiet, but his heart just couldn't find peace.

That feeling of pressure was stuck in my chest, neither rising nor falling.

He knew that if he didn't calm down, he would never be able to find peace.

Knowing this would happen, he stayed in the port city and didn't come back.

He turned on an old CD player next to the TV, played a collection of light music CDs, sat down on the sofa, and tried to listen to music to calm his emotions.

He prefers listening to music alone in a quiet space rather than going to a lively bar.

His attention was gradually drawn to the light and airy melody, and he sat down on the single sofa to enjoy listening.

However, as he listened, with his eyes slightly closed, the image of Mu Tiantian leaning down to kiss him would flash through his mind.

He had an urge to see Mu Tiantian immediately, to try again, and to reassess his situation.

No matter how many times he thought about it, he felt that Mu Tiantian's shyness and clumsiness at the time did not seem like an act.

But he heard those words with his own ears; they couldn't be false!

He seemed trapped in a large net, agonizing over this problem.

A phone call pulled him out of his vortex of pain.

He saw it was Han Huimin calling, but he was in a bad mood and didn't really want to answer.

However, wanting to know about Han Huimin's youngest son and Mu Tiantian's situation, he hesitated for two seconds before answering the call.

"President Fu, are you back from your business trip to Hong Kong?" Han Huimin asked directly.

"I've been back for several hours now," Fu Zhengting said in a calm tone.

"I thought you'd stay longer. It's different now that you have a girlfriend. You're eager to come back and see her," Han Huimin joked.

Which pot does not open which pot.

Fu Zhengting's expression immediately turned somewhat displeased.

He followed up, "Have you explained things clearly to your son?"

"That needs to be made clear. If that kid dares to try and take your woman away from you, Mr. Fu, I'll break his legs." Han Huimin made a boastful promise to reassure Fu Zhengting.

Fu Zhengting knew Han Huimin's penchant for empty talk, so he chuckled and said, "President Han, I'll remember that."

Han Huimin smiled somewhat awkwardly, "Anyway, President Fu, you can rest assured. I'm on your side. For you, I'd be willing to betray even my own family."

Fu Zhengting frowned slightly, and goosebumps rose on his arms.

Han Huimin's words sounded a bit gay no matter how you looked at them.

He touched his arm. "I just want to know, how did your son and Mu Tiantian meet?"

"Well... I didn't ask that kid, so I'm not sure." Han Huimin couldn't help but feel a little worried. Fu Zhengting's questions made it seem like he was treating his youngest son as a rival in love.

Although he had considered asking Fu Zhengting to help him discipline his son, given Fu Zhengting's vengeful nature, if he really treated his son as a rival in love, then his son would be in some danger.

He thought about it seriously for a while and then said what was on his mind, "How about this, Mr. Fu, my birthday is in a week. Come to my house for dinner. If you want to ask anything, ask that kid yourself. I plan to arrange a marriage for him. He'll get married as soon as he graduates. If I don't arrange a woman to keep him in check, he'll get out of control."

The original purpose of this phone call was to invite Fu Zhengting to his birthday party.

He wants to celebrate his 60th birthday in a high-profile manner.

Not only did they invite Fu Zhengting, but they also recently invited Ling Jieyu, Fu Zhengting's arch-rival in the business world.

He didn't tell Ling Jieyu that he would invite Fu Zhengting, nor did he dare to tell Fu Zhengting that he had invited Ling Jieyu.

Fu Zhengting is a respectable person. Even if he has a bad relationship with Ling Jieyu, he wouldn't make things too ugly on Ling Jieyu's birthday.

He didn't want to offend either of them, and he wanted to become close friends with both of them.

If we can resolve the conflict between the two and turn them into friends, working together for mutual benefit, that would be interesting.

If you can arrange a marriage for your youngest son, then you won't have to worry about him competing with Fu Zhengting for women.

Fu Zhengting felt that his relationship with Han Huimin was not good enough for him to go to Han Huimin's house for a birthday celebration, but he wanted to meet Han Huimin's youngest son and find out more about his relationship with Mu Tiantian.

He agreed, "Okay."

Han Huimin was very happy. "President Fu, it's a deal then. See you then."