Chapter 449

Fu's old house

When Qiao Xiyan stopped, his eyes fell on the cold breakfast on the front passenger's car. His eyes tightened again. When he got off the car, the cold wind in winter was blowing, and the cool feeling soaked his muscles.

"Here comes Xiyan. I've been waiting for you for a long time. It's too late." Fu laozheng stood in the courtyard to exercise. Even though he had passed his 80th birthday, he was still hale and hearty. He watched Josie extend his legs and said, "come in with me."

He walked straight into the house, but he didn't forget to greet the old lady, saying that she had arrived.

Josiyan opened his mouth, clenched his fingers, and breathed in his heart.

He drove all the way and thought a lot, especially about the relationship between Fu Chen and song Fengwan in his memory.

There have been rumors about Fu Shen's kindness and ruthlessness in the world. He also told song Fengwan not to provoke him. He never thought that Fu Shen was nice to him, even though he was polite to him. Now, if you think about it, you may have been thinking about your cousin for a long time.

When he thought that he had sent song Fengwan to his home, Qiao Xiyan turned blue.

"Here comes Xiyan. Come on in. What are you doing at the door?" The old lady came out to greet him.

After Yu Manxi was discharged from hospital and recovered, Dai Yunqing had already gone back. At the moment, there were two old people living in the old house.

"Well." Josiyan nodded. He didn't know how to talk to the Fu family.

When he came into the room, Joe Wangbei was sitting at a table, polishing a piece of black jade in his hand, watching him come over, and then looking behind him, "late? Not to pick her up? "

The Bing carving knife in his hand, in winter, seems more and more cold.

"She..." Qiao Xiyan is not good at lying. Besides, it's still such a big thing. He hesitates.

"This wench shouldn't have not got up yet, did she play too late yesterday?" Joe looked north and laughed.

Josiyan pursed his mouth, but now his mobile phone vibrated again

He glanced at Hu Xinyue, the roommate of song Fengwan.

He hesitated and went out to answer the phone.

"On such a cold day, I have to answer the phone outside." The old lady chuckled, "look north, don't do it, come to dinner."

"Well." Joe is itching all day without sharpening his knife.

He cleaned up the dust on the table, ready to throw it out.

"Don't do it. I'll have it cleaned later." The old lady said with a smile.

"Nothing." This carved stone jade inevitably has a lot of debris, which makes it a little dirty. Qiao Xiyan takes a small brush to collect the dust and throws it away. From the window, he sees Qiao Xiyan smoking again and frowns slightly.

This boy is not old enough to smoke so much!

Smoke early in the morning!

He frowned slightly, went out and wanted to ask him to come in for dinner

"... thank you for caring about her. She hasn't been back to her dorm yet, has she?"

"One more thing, please do me a favor. Don't mention it to her. I know about her love."

"Well, if it's OK, I'll hang up first."

Hu Xinyue couldn't get in touch with song Fengwan all the time. She was a little worried about the relationship between Fu Chen and her. She called Qiao Xiyan again, just to say that they had a good relationship and didn't mean to hide it from her family.

She should have said these words just now, but she was so scared that she forgot them.

Qiao Xiyan raised his hand and flicked the ash. His brows were tight. His eyes were as thick as those of the deep sea. They were like ice ridges, cold and cold.

It's hard for him to talk about it. Even now, he doesn't know how to face song Fengwan.

He raised his hand and threw away his cigarette end. He was angry and angry.

What a pity!

If he didn't know about it, he just didn't know how to deal with it now, and he didn't know how to mention it to his elders... With a sigh, he turned around and prepared to enter the house, almost scared to death by the people behind him.

"Dad..."

Qiao Wangbei, with cloth in one hand and carving knife in the other hand, was carefully wiping the handle of the knife. His face was so thin that it made people feel cold and mean.

"You just said you didn't come back to the dormitory late? All night? "

"Dad, this matter..." Qiao Xiyan was also stunned by this matter, and his heart was full of thoughts. When Qiao looked north, it was not that there was no sound, it was that his mind was too confused and he didn't notice.

"That's why I didn't get anyone?" Joe looked at the north, his eyes were cold, "in fact, she went to college, it's normal to fall in love."

"I don't object to her company, after all, she is old."

"Last University, who didn't talk about people, right?"

Joe looked at the north in a calm tone, but he knew his father too well. The cliff was calm before the storm.

They have been in the capital for so long. Song Fengwan has been hiding all the time. He must be uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart. The most important thing is that he doesn't come back all night

No one feels comfortable after hearing this.

"Come on, who's that kid?" Joe looked north and laughed at him all the time.

Josiyan's back is chilly, "Dad..."

"You know that, don't you?" The father and son had always been dependent on each other and knew each other too well.

"In fact, this matter..."

"I'll treat the boy to dinner while I leave at noon." Qiao Wangbei suddenly raised his carving knife and faced the rising sun. The sharp edge of the knife quenched a cold light. "I have to thank him for taking care of him all night, right?"

Josiyan took a deep breath. "Dad..."

"Why don't you call wanwan and ask her to bring the boy out and let me see him." This writer is long. When he learns that his children are in love, he must want to see who they are.

Besides, song Fengwan is a girl, and Qiao Wangbei is also afraid that she will suffer a loss.

"If you don't call, I'll call!" Joe looked north and squinted.

At his age, after all, he's conservative. It's nothing to fall in love. He doesn't come back all night. It's probably a relationship. How can Joe look north in a hurry.

"I'd like to see that boy..."

What the hell is it!

Even Song Feng knew it when he first came to the capital to study in the late Song Dynasty. It's only two months. It's developing too fast.

"Dad, this is not what you think."

"What? I can't see that kid yet? " Joe looked at the north.

Josiyan went over and said, "Dad, what do you think of Fu Chen?"

"Now you tell me what he does?" Joe looked at the north and said, "he must be good. At his age, his family background, talent and ability are all top-notch."

I also have the ability to set up a company, the most important thing is to get along with others.

Joe Wangbei has regarded him as a bosom friend.

"Dad, what I'm going to tell you next, you must calm down."

"I'm calm! Really Joe looked at the North smile, clench the knife in hand, he is really calm now.

"Then give me the knife."

It took josiyan and him a long time to grasp the carving knife into his own hands.

At the moment, his heart is clear that his father's little temper, today he does not say a reason, however, his father will not give up, song Fengwan can not temporarily find someone to replace Fu Shen.

If you ask a few questions about a man like his father, he is absolutely ignorant.

As soon as he saw that the boy didn't know song Fengwan at all, or that their conversation was full of holes, he would definitely tear him at the dinner table.

"Dad, what I'm going to tell you next may be a little exciting."

"Yo, I'm nearly 50 years old. I haven't seen anything. What else can stimulate me?"

"That man..." josiyan hesitated and said two words.

"Fu Shen!"

Joe looked at North Leng for a few seconds, suddenly stretched out his hand toward his pocket, felt out the cigarette and lighter in his pocket, lit it, and took a hard puff on his mouth.

His fingers trembled a little, and he didn't seem to react. As soon as he felt strong, he suddenly became his nephew and son-in-law.

"Xiyan..."

"Dad, I just found out about it."

"How can you smoke so hard!" Joe took two puffs from the north and threw away his cigarette.

"Dad..."

"Where are they now? Which hotel? "

"Should not be in the hotel, originally is hiding ye, to the hotel is too ostentatious."

"At his house?" Joe looked North at him.

Josiyan didn't speak.

"You said that he usually accompanies me to go out, after all is why?"

"There is no such thing as good without reason."

"What do you think he was thinking at that time when he kept such a secret from us? What is he doing with wanwan? "

Josiyan coughed. What else can he do!

"Why are you still in a daze? Send me there quickly!" Joe looked at the north and said with gnashing teeth, "that guy must be presumptuous at the moment!"