After the breakup, the wealthy and powerful man doted on me to the heavens

"Madam, you are back." The housekeeper came out to welcome him, glanced in the direction of the living room with embarrassment, and reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Fu sent the young master home, and he hasn't left yet."

To the housekeeper, this was just a trick played by a scheming man, asking for a drink of water, which was really hilarious.

He is a dignified boss, how can he still be without water?He clearly knew that their eldest daughter had returned to China and was waiting here on purpose.

It's not embarrassing for a grown man to be so thick-skinned!

Mrs. Ji nodded, "You go ahead and do your work first."

"Yes."

After bowing, the butler stepped out of the way.

In the past, when Fu Zelin appeared in Nancheng, the Ji family's reaction would not be so calm. It must be that the young master has grown up and wants to save some face for him.

No matter what, he has the blood of the Fu family flowing in his body. The previous generation made trouble so ugly that the child would definitely feel sad even if he didn't say anything.

Sometimes it is difficult to distinguish clearly what is in the bloodline.

Everything is moving in a good direction now. As long as their eldest lady doesn't turn around, she can definitely use Fu Zelin as a money-making machine.

The family business he built will belong to the young master from now on. As for the current mistress of the Fu family, she has gained nothing.

Live it!

The housekeeper thought happily, and even cried out with joy.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground came, and the father and son in the living room sat up straight at the same time, with the same nervousness on their faces.

But look carefully, there are still differences.

One looked excited, the other looked worried.

Even after so many years of separation, Fu Zelin still easily heard the sound of Ji Mingzhu's footsteps. He tightened his fingers and could feel a layer of sweat forming on his palms.

I feel a little uneasy. Will Mingzhu be angry if I appear here rashly?

He didn't want to make her angry, but when he heard that the Italian didn't follow Mingzhu back to China, he couldn't control his desire to see her.

Does this mean that she has no relationship with that man anymore?

Otherwise, based on their previous relationship, how could that man be willing to let Mingzhu go back to China alone?

The temptation to meet Ji Mingzhu was so great that he was like a dog-skin plaster and insisted on sending Fu Xun back in person despite his children's objections.

He thought he was mentally prepared, but when it came time to meet, he realized how lacking in confidence he was.

After all, Fu Xun was just a teenager, not as calm as his father. He stood up and took two steps forward involuntarily.

Then, he saw the person he thought about every day.

The man was smiling at him.

Call him in a nice voice, "Fu Xun."

Even the first name and surname are included, but it sounds extremely beautiful.

Fu Xun moved his lips and murmured, but no one could hear him except him.

Seeing her son's hesitant look, Ji Mingzhu felt extremely sad.

In this life, she owed Fu Xun.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you need a hug?" She opened her hands with a soft smile on her face.

No matter how old a loved child is, he is still a child in front of his mother.

Fu Xun no longer restrained himself, and walked over in a few steps. He was already taller than his mother. Like a man, he hugged her gently, and then quickly separated.

"mom."

He finally called out the title openly and openly.

Ji Mingzhu was almost in tears. She tried her best to restrain the sourness that spread. She raised her hand and patted Fu Xun's shoulder, "Last time I looked at the photo, you were not this tall."

Although she couldn't see Fu Xun in person, she could tell the child's height and weight from the reference objects in the photos.

Fu Xun grinned, "Maybe it's because I'm growing stronger during this time."

"Then eat more nutritious food. Mom will make you steamed fish tonight. It was your favorite when you were a child."

The smile on Fu Xun's face became more obvious, "Then I will help you."

"Row."

The mother and son got along so happily that they completely left Fu Zelin aside.

Looking at Ji Mingzhu greedily, the person standing in front of him was a living person. He could hear her voice, see her smile, and even catch the scent of her perfume.

Different from the light fruity fragrance before, now it has a fragrant gardenia fragrance.

Elegant and noble, just like her.

Ji Mingzhu and Fu Xun were talking, Mrs. Ji and Sang Yu were sitting on the sofa on the other side, and no one paid any attention to Fu Zelin.

The fingers on his thigh curled up, and he knew that if he didn't speak, he would be completely ignored.

After finally meeting Ji Mingzhu, Fu Zelin didn't want to waste this great opportunity.

"Pearl."

Even though his voice was low, the conversation in the living room was still interrupted.

Ji Mingzhu seemed to have just noticed his presence, and looked slightly sideways, "Mr. Fu, I apologize for my poor hospitality just now."

Compared with her resentful eyes, her current neither salty nor indifferent attitude made Fu Zelin even more uncomfortable.

If there is no more hatred between them, what is left?

"Mingzhu." He said her name again, but didn't know what to say.

Ji Mingzhu had a distant smile on her face, "Today our family is reunited and we really don't have time to entertain Mr. Fu. If there is nothing urgent, please give our family some space."

The expulsion order is straightforward and hurtful.

Fu Zelin smiled bitterly. Her family once included him.

Now that he has become an outsider, even if he is Fu Xun's father, he cannot use this status to do what he wants to do in order to regain her.

"I have something to tell you, can you give me some time?"

He owed Mingzhu an explanation for what happened back then.

The smile on Ji Mingzhu's face did not change, "Mr. Fu has something to say, but it doesn't matter."

Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu...

This polite but distant title made Fu Zelin's heart ache.

He had passed the age of worrying about love, but at this moment, the injuries caused by those knives still made him breathless in pain.

He glanced at the other three people and said, "There are some things I want to say to you alone."

"Everything should be said to others. These are all my family members. Mr. Fu can just say whatever he wants. There is no need to deliberately avoid them."

Fu Zelin was silent.

What happened back then was so embarrassing that Ji's family was full of resentment towards him.

At first, it was difficult for him to see Fu Xun.

It seems to be somewhat relieved now, but no one among them recognizes him or stands on his side.

Even Fu Xun, even though they had been together day and night for more than a month, the way he looked at her at this time was wary.

Fu Zelin once again realized his failure. Whether as a husband or a father, he failed to do what he should do.

His wife and children were separated, this was his retribution.