Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Fu Mansion.

A black Bentley was parked on the side of the road opposite the old house with its lights off.

Wen Qingyue pursed her lips, folded her hands on her chest, and said, "Grandpa is getting old and has high blood pressure. Are you sure you can tell him it's okay?"

Fu Han said: "If this matter is kept secret, it will only become a ticking time bomb. It's better to explain it earlier than he finds out by accident."

"It's true to say so, but... I can't speak." Wen Qingyue frowned slightly, thinking about the scene she was going to face later gave her a headache.

"By the way, why did you talk to Su Wanyu?" Wen Qingyue turned to look at him with curiosity in her eyes.

Fu Han reached out and knocked her on the head, "Just tell her, I really love you, the person she loves is not me."

While speaking, he restarted the car and drove towards Fu's mansion.

It's just that none of them expected to run into Mo Hanshuang.

Mo Hanshuang was sitting in the living room, with Grandpa Fu and Butler Mo sitting beside her, asking her why she left the Fu family.

Mo Hanshuang lowered his head and said: "My personal reasons, please don't ask Grandpa Fu, it has nothing to do with Mr. Fu."

The old man frowned, and just about to speak, he caught sight of Fu Han and Wen Qingyue coming in from the corner of his eye, and said, "Han Shuang, don't think that you, Grandpa Fu, don't know anything about Fu's affairs after I retire. It is very clear, why did you suddenly leave the job after you did a good job, you must have been wronged in the company!"

"Fu Han, you came just in time. Come here and explain to me and your Grandpa Mo why you asked Han Shuang to resign?"

Mo Hanshuang was startled, turned her head in panic, looked at Fu Han and Wen Qingyue, and was stunned for several seconds.

Until Fu Han and Wen Qingyue came to the side, Fu Han said: "Grandpa, Grandpa Mo, Frost left because of her personal reasons, the company has no right to force her to stay."

Mo Hanshuang was afraid that he would misunderstand himself, so he came to Grandpa Fu to complain and cry, and hurriedly stood up and explained, "Grandpa Fu, my resignation really has nothing to do with the company. No one in the company bullied me."

Both Wen Qingyue and Fu Han had already sat down, and Wen Qingyue also knew the reason for Mo Hanshuang's resignation, saying that she resigned for personal reasons to maintain her dignity and not embarrass her.

After both of them said that, Grandpa Fu couldn't say anything more, he sighed and said, "You girl, you are very strong, so what are your plans in the future? If you have any difficulties, you must tell Fu Han, and you will be considered as well." Growing up together, he is your brother, you know?"

Mo Hanshuang nodded, stood up and said, "Grandpa Fu, Grandpa, I'm going back first."

She can't face Fu Han now.

But Grandpa Fu stopped her, "Han Shuang, what are you in a hurry for, go back after dinner, it's rare that you all come."

Mo Hanshuang froze in place, Grandpa Mo said: "Didn't you hear what your Grandpa Fu said? Don't sit down yet."

Wen Qingyue paid attention to Mo Hanshuang from the corner of her eye, and noticed that she was holding the bag very hard. It seemed that asking her to stay for dinner was to embarrass her.

Mo Hanshuang had already sat down, put down her bag, and lowered her head slightly, feeling very cramped.

Wen Qingyue can probably understand her feelings. After all, she has done such a thing, and now she has to face them, which is a test of her mental endurance.

Fu Han said: "Grandpa, I have something to tell you, go to the study."

The old man was talking to Wen Qingyue. Hearing this, he glanced at him, and said unhappily, "Is there anything you can't say here? I'll make trouble for your grandpa as soon as I come back."

Fu Han: "Let's talk about it later, and we'll talk after dinner, so that you won't be so angry that you can't eat."

Old man: "..."

Wen Qingyue couldn't help the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, what she said was "true" filial piety!

After chatting with the old man for a while, Wen Qingyue got up and went to the bathroom. When she came out, she met Mo Hanshuang in the corridor.

Looking at each other, Wen Qingyue guessed that she might be waiting for her here on purpose, so she stopped and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"

Mo Hanshuang nodded, "I have something to tell you, just a few minutes."

Wen Qingyue nodded, "Okay, let's talk about it in another place."

She took Mo Hanshuang to the balcony, and Wen Qingyue propped her hands on the fence. The sky was already gray, and it was about to change. The wind was a bit noisy, blowing the long hair of the two of them flying in the air.

"What do you want to say?" Wen Qingyue turned around, stood in a leeward direction, raised her hand to brush her hair, and narrowed her almond eyes.

Mo Hanshuang kept staring at her without taking his eyes off her, and said abruptly: "I used to be quite jealous of you, thinking that you were at most a vase, but now I realize that jealousy has narrowed my vision."

Wen Qingyue was surprised that she was so frank, she tilted her head slightly, and didn't answer.

Mo Hanshuang continued: "I came to you just to apologize to you. I figured it out in the past two days. In the name of liking Fu Han, I did something to slander you. I'm sorry!"

She bent down very sincerely, put her hands on her knees, and bowed to her in apology.

Wen Qingyue never expected it, and she was taken aback by the way she apologized too much.

Mo Hanshuang got up, his eyes were covered with a light layer of water, but his expression was relaxed, "Wen Qingyue, please be happy with Fu Han. In all fairness, you and him really match."

Wen Qingyue: "Thank you, I accept your apology. After all, you have also been punished, so don't worry about it, and have a good meal with Grandpa Mo."

She patted Mo Hanshuang, then passed her downstairs.

After dinner, Wen Qing and Fu Han went into the old man's study together, and stood obediently in front of the desk.

The old man was sitting, looking at them with a pair of tiger eyes, with an inexplicable sense of scrutiny.

"Tell me. What wrong did you two do to come and confess to me?" The old man had a see-through expression.

Wen Qingyue and Fu Han looked at each other, her hand quietly pinched Fu Han's waist, motioning him to speak.

Enduring the pain in his waist, Fu Han grabbed her and said, "Grandpa, have you taken blood pressure medicine? Don't get angry later, you know?"

The old man: "What do you mean? Brat, did you do something to apologize to Yueyue, and Yueyue wants to break up with you?"

Fu Han: "Grandpa, don't make random guesses. I have a very good relationship with Yueyue and we won't divorce."

Wen Qingyue smiled awkwardly, but did not answer.

The old man looked at the two of them suspiciously, "Then tell me, and I'll decide whether to be angry or not."

Fu Han: "Yueyue and I got married by agreement. In the beginning, we wanted to fulfill the task you gave us. We got married on the last day of the 27th. After receiving the certificate, Yueyue and I signed an eight-year contract."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, but before he could digest it, there was a loud thunderstorm, and the lightning crashed outside the window, followed by heavy rain, pattering against the window, making the quiet space more noisy.

……

The heavy rain that had been brewing for a whole day finally fell. Su Wanyu stood by the window, staring blankly at the flashing lightning outside the window, and in her mind was the information she had swindled from her mother.

She thought that the person she had loved for more than ten years was not Fu Han, but Fu Yuan, Fu Han's cousin and Dong Yuan's son.

Everything sounds like a fake, but it is all right, and even many things are connected in series, which is more reasonable.