Mrs. Fu is very hard to follow

Nangong was silent for a moment, lowered his voice, and asked nervously, "Is Mr. Fu by your side?"

Fu Xianhong thought of the coldness his third uncle exuded just now, and he was also a little scared, so he quickly opened the door to check around.

After making sure that there was no one outside his house, Fu Xianhong locked the door and checked his bedroom carefully.

Whether it was behind the curtains or in the corner of the wardrobe, he never let it go.He even checked under the bed to make sure that he was the only one in the room. Fu Xianhong closed the curtains, got under the quilt, and whispered, "It's safe for now. Tell me quickly."

Nangong said with difficulty: "...They also said that Mei Kefei had a child for Mr. Fu."

Fu Xianhong: "???"

Nangong: "It's still twins."

Fu Xianhong: "!!!"

Nangong: "And they are twins."

Fu Xianhong: "..."

I'm sorry, but he underestimated the lower limit of these rumormongers.

Fu Xianhong, who was under the quilt, ate this terrible brainwashing package, slowly waded down, looked at the snow-white ceiling, and once again felt that his mind was blank.

His family's official third aunt only gave birth to Chen Bao, and the group of people outside helped his third uncle arrange everything.

Still twins?

The words that the third uncle said to Mei Kefei did not add up to twenty sentences. How could there be twins? ? ?

It's a good thing the third uncle didn't know about this, otherwise it would have happened right under his nose, and the third uncle probably would have thrown him out of the house together with his dog.

Fu Xianhong felt lucky to survive the catastrophe. Fortunately, the third uncle didn't know the seriousness of this matter and gave him a chance to check himself.

If Xue Huan came to investigate this matter directly, then he would really be finished.

The most important thing now is to quickly cut off these rumors so that they don't spread to third uncle's ears again and again.

Fu Xianhong hurriedly asked: "Who else knows these things?"

Nangong told him without words: "Almost everyone in the company knows about it."

Fu Xianhong sat up in shock in his dying illness: "What???"

Nangong suspected that the boss was not very familiar with the trend of his company’s rumors running faster than the paparazzi, and reminded him intimately: “The rumors of our company have always spread very quickly. Last time our company’s network was hacked by a hacker named Alex. At that time, some people said that Mr. Fu wanted to dismiss you and send you to the School of Information Technology of Imperial University to learn programming."

Fu Xianhong thought of the horrible scene where ten programmers in the IT department couldn't make up three hairs, and shuddered: "...these people are more ruthless than my third uncle."

Nangong felt the same way: "After all, Mr. Fu is your third uncle. These people just want to have fun."

Fu Xianhong: "..."

For some reason, after listening to Nangong's words, he had the illusion that he was trapped in a wolf's den every day.

Fu Xianhong mourned alone for a while, and then remembered the business: "Where did these rumors come from?"

Nangong said: "When the company's network fell that day, you were afraid of being like that. Everyone is guessing how Mr. Fu will punish you and the people in the IT department this time..."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Fu Xianhong interrupted Nangong, he didn't have the nerve to tell him that now because he knew that the hacker Alex on the opposite side was his son, and his third uncle was happy about it, he wouldn't punish him at all, "I said What's more, why did you hear the rumors about May Kefei and my third uncle?"

This question made it difficult for Nangong to answer. He scratched his head and thought for a long time, and said with some difficulty: "Where did the rumors come from? I really don't know. Originally they wanted to hide it from me, lest I tell you. Yes When I went to the pantry to pour water, I happened to hear two agents talking about it, so I found out."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Fu Xianhong asked dissatisfied.

Nangong said helplessly, "I thought you knew."

"How could I know such a broken rumor?" Fu Xianhong was a little angry. If Nangong had told him about it earlier, he would have been able to remedy it earlier, so that Fu Zhihan would not have caught up with him by now, and he was still at a loss.

Listening to his words, Nangong asked in surprise, "Boss, are all these rumors false?"

"Nonsense! How could it be true?" Fu Xianhong finished counting down Nangong, remembering that his assistant was always smart and shouldn't make such low-level mistakes, and wondered, "It's okay for others in the company, why are you following them to make a fool of yourself?" ? They don't know my third uncle, don't you know?"

Nangong was speechless, and asked back: "Do you think I will understand?"

Fu Xianhong: "..."

Sorry, he was wrong.

Although Nangong often followed him to Fu's and met Fu Zhihan many times, if he really wanted to know Fu Zhihan, let alone Nangong, even his own nephew might not be qualified to say that he knew Fu Zhihan enough.

Fu Xianhong sighed for a long time, looked up to the sky and screamed: "Are these people full of food? Why can't they do well? They know how to spread rumors and make trouble. Be careful, my third uncle will sue them!"

Nangong asked again: "Boss, although Mr. Fu is your third uncle, have you ever considered that Mr. Fu might be hiding something from you?"

Fu Xianhong remembered Chen Bao's identity. If he hadn't been clever enough to see the problem from the photos, Fu Zhihan might not have told him about Chen Bao by now.

Fu Xianhong didn't have the nerve to tell Nangong about this, and said vaguely: "What can Third Uncle hide from me? If you have something to say, don't learn from other mothers-in-law."

Nangong has worked for Fu Xianhong for so long and knows his temper well, so he asked bluntly: "Have you ever thought that perhaps Mr. Fu and May Kefei were really together, but the two broke up for some reason later?" ?”

"It's impossible." Fu Xianhong immediately vetoed it.

Nangong reminded him ruthlessly: "You are not a roundworm in Mr. Fu's stomach, nor are you following him 24 hours a day. How can you be so sure that he has not secretly had a relationship behind your back?"

Fu Xianhong wanted to say that he knew his third uncle, and that Fu Zhihan had been devoting himself to work all these years, so it was impossible for him to have time to fall in love again.

But in a second thought, he thought of Chen Bao and Gu Beining again, feeling that he was slapped by Fu Zhihan's actions invisibly, and he could only hold back the words.

Fu Xianhong felt like a salted fish washed to the shore by the waves. Every time he tried to struggle to get back into the water, he would always be slammed back to the shore by the waves.

Fu Xianhong lay on the bed in distress, carefully recalling what Nangong said, and asked in confusion: "Nangong, you are not the kind of person who likes to spread rumors, why do you always feel that my third uncle is really talking to May Kefei outside? How about it?"

Nangong took a deep breath and thought, the boss finally got to the point. He had no choice but to silently tell Fu Xianhong what he had seen.

"Actually, in the tea room that day, when I heard two agents talking about this matter, I told them not to spread rumors, but they showed me the evidence to prove that they were not spreading rumors."