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

Fu Zelin looked up immediately when he heard the footsteps, and when he saw Ji Huaichuan, the light in his eyes dimmed again.

His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, looking like he was in a bad mood.

Ji Huaichuan knew why Fu Zelin came to the house, but at this time he just pretended not to know.

"Mr. Fu, just go to the company and wait. Our temple is small and cannot accommodate a big Buddha like yours."

The color on Fu Zelin's face faded in an instant. Ji Huaichuan approached him more than ten years ago and asked him to come to his home to see the pearl, but he refused at that time.

He also said that he would never visit Ji's house.

Looking back now, I was such a jerk at that time.

Even if he lost his memory, for the sake of his children, he shouldn't do it so brilliantly.

Taking out the document, "This is the equity transfer document, which has been notarized by a lawyer."

Ji Huaichuan picked it up and turned it over, "Why should Mr. Lao personally take care of such a trivial matter?"

Knowing that Ji Huaichuan was deliberately sarcastic, Fu Zelin had no way to reply, "I, I want to meet Fu Xun."

"He probably doesn't want to see you."

Fu Zelin felt uneasy for the first time, "How can you know what he thinks if you don't ask him?"

Now that he can come to Ji's house today, maybe Fu Xun won't be as resistant to him as before.

"Mr. Fu, it is not advisable to deceive yourself and others."

Fu Xun's attitude was already obvious, but Fu Zelin himself was unwilling to accept the facts.

Ji Huaichuan had no intention of chatting with him, and it was impossible for him to leave Fu Zelin at home for dinner.

Having obtained what he wanted, he stood up.

"Butler, see off the guests."

"Here we come." The butler appeared impatiently.

With a fake smile on his face, he raised his hand and said, "Mr. Fu, please."

If such a scumbag stays at home for an extra minute, he will pollute the air.

It's better to send him away quickly.

Fu Zelin knew that no one wanted to see him here, and he couldn't help feeling cold.

The surge of regret seemed to overwhelm him.

He still remembered that when he came back with Mingzhu, they were both warm and sincere to him.

Completely opposite to now.

He was sure that he would not see Fu Xun today, so he could only give up temporarily.

Fortunately, everything in the Fu family has been transferred to Fu Xun's name, and the relationship between them is not completely broken.

He will have the opportunity to see his son in the future, and their relationship will eventually ease.

After walking a few steps, Fu Zelin couldn't help but look back, and then he saw Ji Huaichuan holding his newlywed wife, apparently going to the dining room.

The two people's back looks very harmonious.

It made Fu Zelin envious.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the years between himself and Mingzhu. No matter where they went, the hands they held never let go.

But in the end, why did he let go first?

He took a deep breath to suppress the overwhelming pain.

After leaving Ji's old home, Fu Zelin immediately booked a flight to Italy.

Although he had only been there once at the beginning of the month, now, he still wanted to see Ji Mingzhu again.

Even if you can't appear in front of her, it's still good to take a look from a distance.

He really misses her.

Think about it more and more every year.

This year it’s even worse, to the point where I’m not satisfied with just once a month.

If possible, he would like to see her every day.

Live under the same sky as her.

Ji Huaichuan still told Fu Xun about Fu Zelin's visit to the house. That man was Fu Xun's biological father and he could not make decisions for Fu Xun.

After all, feelings are the most difficult thing to control in the world.

"Uncle, has he become a pauper?"

Fu Zelin was ruthless enough. Not only did he transfer the equity, but also other movable and real estate properties were transferred to Fu Xun's name.

As soon as he reaches adulthood, he can take over.

Ji Huaichuan knocked on the table and said, "I'm not a pauper. I'm a little better than an ordinary person."

Fu Xun's face was full of smiles. That Su Qing must be furious. After planning for so many years, she got nothing in the end.

Even though he is a cheap dad, he still has some conscience.

Their uncle and nephew did not avoid Sang Yu when they spoke.

She listened briefly but didn't make any comments.

But she felt a little admiration for the unmasked Ji Mingzhu. She loved her passionately, and once she gave up, she never looked back.

Sang Yu didn't need to go to school, but Fu Xun had to go. In order to ensure his safety, Ji Huaichuan sent a few more people to protect him.

"Uncle, just let me rest at home for a day. I will definitely not disturb you and aunt."

Ji Huaichuan said calmly, "Going to school is a student's obligation."

have to.

He started talking about high-sounding principles again.

His arms couldn't twist his thighs, so Fu Xun finally went to school.

"You don't go to work?"

Sang Yu looked at the man sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Ji Huaichuan's face was not red, his heart was not beating, "I gave myself a holiday."

Being a boss is great and free!

"Go upstairs quickly and change your clothes, and we'll go out."

"doing what?"

Ji Huaichuan knocked on Sang Yu's smooth forehead, "Didn't you say that you are going back to see your father-in-law and mother-in-law in a few days, so you are not allowed to prepare a meeting gift?"

Sang Yu didn't expect that he would do such a thing himself.

There was an inexplicable warmth in my heart.

"Wait, I'll be down soon."

"Well, don't worry, I'm fine today."

Sang Yu smiled, this man's phone kept vibrating, and he actually said he was fine.

He has mastered the art of telling lies with his eyes open.

Ji Huaichuan had a lot to do, but he was the boss. As long as his work was arranged properly, it was okay to spend a day with his wife.

Besides, the mobile phone is not a decoration. Secretary Jin will naturally contact him when there is something urgent.

Sang Yu has a slight phobia of choice. After she put on her makeup, she was faced with a room full of clothes.

"Wear this."

The man didn't know when he went upstairs. He picked it up with his finger and took out a red slim-fitting long skirt.

Square collar, strap design at the back.

Sang Yu couldn't handle it alone, so she refused directly, "No, it's troublesome to dress."

Not only is it troublesome to put on, but it is also troublesome to take off.

"No trouble, I can help you."

Sang Yu:! ! !

Off topic: This book got a rating of 6.6, and I really cried.

I obviously wrote it with my hand, so why does this rating look like it was written with my foot?

Start doubting yourself.