Chapter 40

After Cheng Guofu left, Fu Chen accompanied the old lady to watch a play "beating the Golden branch".

"Third, if you come to the capital alone at night, you are not familiar with the place. The depth of the capital is deep. You should take care of it more." The old lady's fingers beat, and she still told Fu Chen.

"Well." Someone answered.

"That girl studies hard. Don't hurt others in terms of food and drink expenses."

"It's a little girl, after all. She's more sensitive."

"Don't treat her like those kids in the family. Don't treat people coldly or hotly, you know?"

……

The old lady has been worried that song Fengwan has been wronged by Fu Chen, but she keeps nagging him.

Fu Chen's response was lukewarm, as if he didn't care at all.

"A few days ago, your father's old subordinates caught a few wandering chickens from the countryside. When you go back, you take two back and stew soup to make her feel better."

"Well." Fu Chen light should sound, but the line of sight has been focused on the stage.

The old lady sighed repeatedly, this useless dead boy.

His father was not like him when he was young. When he was chasing himself, he was so attentive. How could he have such a pimple.

The two men standing behind Fu Chen looked at each other.

The play of the third master is really enough. The old lady's worry is totally unnecessary. The third master teases the little girl

That's a good hand.

**

Beijing Hospital of traditional Chinese Medicine

Cheng Guofu was angry with Fu Chen. He was livid all the way. Seeing his son who was still unconscious at the moment, his face was even more frosty.

"The third master is famous for his bad temper. The young master has really kicked the iron plate this time." The Secretary stayed with him all night, his eyes black.

"What's your attitude towards me, boy under thirty?" Cheng Guofu is also more than 50 years old. He is younger than Fu Chen.

"Laolaizi, he's very cheap in terms of seniority!"

"Even for the sake of the friendship between our two families for so many years, he should not kill them all!"

"Dad, you're back." Two people entered the ward, a woman of outstanding appearance stood up immediately, "how about? What does the old lady say? "

Cheng Guofu sighed.

"And your mother?"

"To get hot water."

Cheng Guofu has a son and a daughter. Her eldest daughter, Cheng LAN, is 24 years old. She is the editor of a magazine. Her son, Cheng Tianyi, will be 18 in a few months.

It is said that after giving birth to her daughter, Mrs. Cheng was weak and habitually miscarried. When she was pregnant with Cheng Tianyi, she had more than 100 injections, so the whole Cheng family doted on her son.

"Xiao Lan, didn't you have a good relationship with Fu Chen before?" Cheng Guofu looks at his daughter.

Cheng Lan's fingers stopped for two seconds.

"Now he just won't let go for the sake of the little girl. You must be angry at the moment. In a few days, you can go and talk to him about whether you can let your brother go

"This..." Cheng LAN twisted the quilt in his hand.

"Why don't you go climbing together?"

"Well." Cheng LAN didn't dare to say that she had learned the news by accident. She followed the past and was ridiculed by Fu Shen. She came back disheartened.

This kind of thing she has no face to say to people. People who don't know think that their relationship is really good.

If you can get involved with Fu Chen, you can blow for a long time in the capital.

There are still a lot of people who think that they are friendly.

"Then it's up to you to deal with your brother."

"The third master is eccentric. I have to see if I can see him." Cheng Lan's face is calm, but at the bottom of her heart there is a raging wave.

Don't talk to him. It's hard to see Fu Shen.

I wanted to get rid of the dead girl by his brother's hand, but I pulled myself into the water.

"If you think about it, there must be a way." Cheng Guofu did not allow her to refuse.

Cheng LAN pursed her lips and hated song Fengwan.

She didn't expect that Fu Chen would do so much for her.

**

Fu's old house

Fu Chen accompanied the old lady to the play, so she naturally had to eat dinner with her.

Fu Xinhan made a contribution yesterday. Fu Shen was in a good mood. Before he went out, he asked someone to take him out to take a bath. By the way, he had a hairdressing. He took him directly to the old house and went back with him later.

"Fu Xinhan of our family." As soon as the old lady came into the yard, she began to look for the dog.

"In the backyard."

"Oh, my little baby." The old lady didn't even enter the gate of the house, so she went directly to the backyard.

Mr. Fu stood at the door of the house, sighing and not even giving me a look?

"Dad." Fu Shen coughed twice.

"Take your son-in-law away quickly, and don't bring him back. It's so noisy." The old man snorted and went straight into the room.

In fact, the old lady didn't like the dog when it was delivered. She had never had a pet in her life. She always thought the dog was noisy and smelly. I didn't expect that she had kept it for a while, and every night she almost went to sleep with it.

I almost didn't piss the old man to death. After so many years, my husband and wife are not as good as a dog in the end.

After talking for a while, they heard voices coming from the backyard. They thought something was wrong and hurried to the back yard.

As soon as he passed, he saw Fu Xinhan running after a group of chickens. Five or six chickens were so scared that they kept screaming.

The old lady couldn't catch up with her. She could only shout at her, but Fu Xinhan turned a deaf ear to her.

That's a lot to say.

"Fu Xinhan." Fu had a deep voice.

Fu Xinhan immediately turned his head and shrunk.

"Come here!"

This dog thing, disappeared in a twinkling of an eye, came here to dominate.

Fu Xinhan shrinks his neck and moves to Fu Chen, with chicken feathers sticking to the corners of his mouth.

"Go and squat by the wall."

It immediately went to the wall, next to the wall, the body compressed into a ball, look miserable.

Several chickens have been received into the cage, and chicken feathers are all over the backyard.

Fu Xinhan began to sell miserably.

Fu chenleng hum: I've been too kind to it recently. It's a little bit gone with the wind

**

When Fu Chen came home, he brought two chickens and a chicken soup in a heat preservation bucket. When he went back, it was late.

"Go straight to the studio and pick her up."

The driver immediately drove to song Fengwan's studio.

When they arrived at the studio, it was around 9:50. Soon, some students came out of the studio one after another, until there was no one and song Fengwan was not seen.

"Miss Song is half an hour later than others every day. She works hard."

Fu Shen nodded, pushed the door and went out, ready to go in and have a look.

The lighting in the corridor of the studio is incandescent, and it looks lonely and desolate. There is no voice around, and even the sound of footsteps is empty and lonely.

"She's in the penultimate classroom." The person on the side reminds me.

There are two doors in the classroom. Fu Chen goes in the direction of the back door. The shop is full of lead and ink. He can see song Fengwan's back almost at the first sight.

Two easels away from her, there is a boy still holding a carbon pen, but he has been staring at Song Fengwan.

Fu Shen's face was a little heavy.

It's true that there are wolves in front and tigers behind, driving away one after another

The man beside Fu Chen sighed. The third master's rival really emerges one after another.