After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

No one would allow him to withdraw, not even Fu Hanzhou.

Once he fails, he doesn't know what fate he will face.

So Song Nian understood why Mr. Fu did not insist on hiding it from Mr. Fu this time, but directly asked Shen Feng to tell Mr. Fu the information he found.

It was probably really chilling.

If it is found out that the incident back then had something to do with the old man...

Song Nian closed his eyes, feeling increasingly uneasy.

This time, the storm is really coming.

Han Wenyu knew that Mr. Fu would come to him alone after watching Fu Hanzhou.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked his assistant to go out and personally made Mr. Fu a cup of tea.

Mr. Fu was not in the mood to drink. When he saw Han Wenyu sitting down on the sofa, he couldn't wait to ask: "Wen Yu, tell the truth to Mr. Fu. How is Han Zhou's injury? Will there be any sequelae? ah?"

Fu Hanzhou's condition was really not good. Although he had been nursed for several days, he still looked miserable.

It's just that Fu Hanzhou can't see it himself.

Han Wenyu froze, seeming hesitant and not sure how to speak.

Grandpa Fu thought he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on, so he said directly: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. Grandpa Fu has never seen any big winds and waves, but this old bone can still hold on."

Han Wenyu glanced at him vaguely.

Actually he didn't mean that.

But he didn't want to explain. After thinking about it, he decided to tell the truth: "Grandpa Fu, you are an elder and Han Zhou's biological grandfather. If I have anything to say, I will say it directly."

Seeing that Mr. Fu didn't have any objections, Han Wenyu said with a slight expression on his face: "Do you know where Han Zhou's accident happened?"

Mr. Fu was stunned, obviously not expecting Han Wenyu to suddenly mention this.

Of course he didn't know, but he thought of something and asked tentatively: "I don't know. Isn't it an accident?"

Han Wenyu let out a soft snort in his throat, and stared at Mr. Fu with unclear eyes, as if he wanted to see through something.

Mr. Fu felt a little guilty after being stared at by him. He pretended to calmly pick up the tea in front of him and took a sip, pretending not to see the ridicule and sarcasm in Han Wenyu's eyes.

"Han Zhou happened at the family dinner that day. On the way back, he was hit by a car that suddenly jumped out and the whole car rolled over under the road slope." Han Wenyu laughed sarcastically and stared at Fu. Old man: "Guess why he suddenly left the old house and rushed back?"

Mr. Fu clenched the teacup in his hand, his face gradually darkened, and he said nothing.

Han Wenyu looked at his still calm look and couldn't help but twitch his lips sarcastically: "It was because someone hinted to him that he wanted to hurt his wife. Han Zhou suddenly left the family banquet because he was worried about Wan Su. He left, and didn't even bother to call Song Nian, and drove away alone. On the way, he received news that Wan Su was being held hostage, and he panicked for a moment, and then someone took advantage of him! "

"Guess who is this person who deliberately wants to kill Han Zhou?" Han Wenyu's eyes fell on Mr. Fu coldly, as if he wanted to tear through his disguise.

Mr. Fu's fingers while serving the tea were trembling slightly. Although he tried hard to maintain his composure and didn't want to be seen as a flaw, he still couldn't resist Han Wenyu's words, which made him slowly lose control.

He couldn't help but think about the day of the family dinner, when Fu Hanzhou suddenly hit Fu Zechuan, and then drove away from the old house in a hurry. Could it be that he really did it? !

Mr. Fu was simmering with anger in his chest, but if this matter was true, it was a scandal in the Fu family. He must not let outsiders know and let others take advantage of the opportunity.

Thinking of this, Mr. Fu suppressed the anger in his heart, covered up all the emotions on his face, and said loudly: "I will let someone investigate this matter, and I will never let anyone hurt my grandson, Fu Hong, in vain! "

Han Wenyu looked at him with a look that was a little more playful and sarcastic: "Then I hope Grandpa Fu can keep his word, find out the real culprit as soon as possible, and avenge Han Zhou."

Mr. Fu is not a fool. It's not that he can't hear Han Wenyu's obvious hint, and he somewhat blames Fu Hanzhou in his heart. When something happened, instead of contacting his family and telling him about the grandfather immediately, he told outsiders what happened at home. It was really annoying.

But if the truth of the matter was really like that, it was indeed him who owed the child. The anger that suddenly surged in Mr. Fu's heart was extinguished in an instant, and he felt a little more guilty.

He took a deep breath and suppressed all his emotions in his heart. When he looked up at Han Wenyu, his eyes were clear and calm, as if what Han Wenyu said just now did not touch him in the slightest, as if he was listening to something about a stranger.

Han Wenyu's eyes were even more sarcastic, but he did not expose Mr. Fu.

After all, it was the Fu family's own business, and he, a man named Han, couldn't interfere too much. These words were only spoken privately by him as a brother to express his grievance against Fu Hanzhou. I hope Mr. Fu will not disappoint them and treat this matter fairly. Otherwise, he will have no choice but to help his brother deal with the old man.

"He is my only grandson, Fu Hong. If he dares to offend the future heir of our Fu Group, I will never forgive him lightly!" Mr. Fu spoke righteously, with just the right amount of anger on his face.

If Han Wenyu hadn't already known the inside story, he would have been deceived.

Mr. Fu didn't know that Han Wenyu had known those things for a long time and was just watching him act. He didn't care whether Han Wenyu really knew something or wanted to test him. The best thing to do now was to suppress these things.

"Of course I believe Grandpa Fu, so I'll leave it to you. After all, Hanzhou and I have been brothers for so many years. Seeing him being so seriously injured, I really want to avenge him and kill the person who harmed him behind his back with a thousand knives. Han Zhou vented his anger. I believe Grandpa Fu thinks so in his heart." Han Wenyu stared at Grandpa Fu with a half-smile.

Mr. Fu felt uncomfortable with these words, but he didn't want to show off too much in front of a junior who was an outsider, so he could only nod in agreement.

The topic quickly changed: "How serious is Han Zhou's injury? If you tell Grandpa Fu the truth, will there be any sequelae?"

Fu Hanzhou had traces of being bandaged all over his body, but the leg that was hung up looked broken at first glance.

And it's been a few days, and he hasn't been released from the intensive care unit yet. It's obvious that his injuries are not serious.

After all, he is his own grandson who has been raised by himself. It would be a lie to say that he is not worried.

Mr. Fu was also afraid that an accident would happen and the heir he cultivated by himself would be ruined. No matter how much he loved Fu Zechuan, in his heart, Fu Hanzhou was still the only heir to the Fu Group. He could not give Fu Zechuan an upright status and could only compensate him from other places.