Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

There was silence in the living room of the old house for a while.

The atmosphere was gloomy and depressing.

Fu Zheng was sitting on the single sofa, his head lowered. His long and thick eyelashes covered the look in his eyes, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking.

Ever since Fu Qingyue found him yesterday and told him Fu Shifan's life experience, Fu Zheng had a hunch in his heart that Fanfan was really his child.

I insist on taking a paternity test just because I want a definite answer.

Fu Qingyue broke the tranquility and looked at Fu Shifan with a smile. "Fanfan, you are not an orphan. Do you have your own parents? Are you happy?"

Fu Shifan sat next to the old lady, looking timidly at Fu Qingyue and Ilia next to her, and then at Fu Zheng, with a confused look on his face.

After her aunt sent her to the kindergarten in the morning, her uncle called and said that someone would take her to the hospital in a while. After drawing a few drops of blood at the hospital, the person took her to the old house, and then the strange aunt came Claiming to be her mother, when talking to her, grandma also said that she was her uncle's daughter.

She also wanted to be her uncle's daughter, but she didn't want that strange aunt to be her mother.

After a few seconds, Fu Zheng raised his head and waved, "Fanfan, come to daddy."

Fu Shifan blinked blankly and walked nervously to Fu Zheng's side.

Fu Zheng held her on his lap and sat down, asking softly, "Are you scared?"

He didn't want to let Fu Shifan know so early, but Fu Qingyue insisted on bringing Fu Shifan, saying that it was related to Fu Shifan's true identity and she must know it herself.

Even if Fu Zheng stops her this time, Fu Qingyue will go to the kindergarten, find Fu Shifan and tell her everything.

Fu Shifan glanced at Ilia cautiously, then quickly buried his head in Fu Zheng's arms, nodding slightly like a little mouse.

The expression on Ilia's face froze and she said, "I'm sorry for missing Fanfan's life for so many years, so I want to take her back, take good care of her and love her."

Hearing this, Fu Shifan grabbed Fu Zheng's collar in horror.

She doesn't want to leave her uncle and aunt, and she doesn't want to go back with her strange aunt

"impossible!"

Fu Zheng's voice was decisive, he patted her back comfortingly, and raised his eyes to look at Ilia, "Fanfan is my daughter, I recognize it, but if you want to take her away, I will never agree."

"She is my daughter too!"

"I have custody of her!"

Ilia said angrily, "She is the child I gave birth to after ten months of hard work. Just because she is too cold to have children, you are going to take her away and prevent her from recognizing me as her biological mother?"

Fu Zheng was about to speak when Fu Qingyue suddenly said, "Zheng, if you want to keep Fanfan, have you asked Wen Liang for her opinion? If she knew that Fanfan was your child, would she still be with you? Can she still be the same as before? Treat her?"

Fu Shifan's face was pale and his mouth was depressed sadly.

A few days ago, Xiaopang, a classmate, told her that he had a younger sister at home. She was the child of his father and his mistress. Neither he nor his mother liked that sister.

She is the child of her uncle and another woman. Will her aunt still like her?

What if her aunt hates her?

Fu Zheng paused, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Fu Zheng couldn't imagine what Wen Liang's reaction would be if he knew Fanfan was his child.

I still remember when I first found out that Wen Liang had given birth abroad, I felt cold all over, sad and uncomfortable, angry and helpless.

He loves her, so he can suppress the sourness in his heart and accept this.

After his persistent pursuit during this period, Wen Liang also fell in love with him.

But, how deep is this kind of love?

Can you support her in accepting that he has a child with another woman?

Last night, Fu Zheng was lying on the bed tossing and turning, his heart turning over and over again, counting the past with Wen Liang in detail. He sadly found that he could not find a reason why Wen Liang could accept this.

But he specifically kept Fu Shifan in the first place and then sent her away after she knew he was her biological father. How much harm did this do to her?

When Ilia saw that Fu Zheng was silent, she immediately said, "Wen Liang has a problem with me. I don't worry about Fanfan living with Wen Liang, and I can't agree with Fanfan calling her mother. I don't believe that a woman can treat her husband with someone else." Children born to women will not hold grudges! If you want to keep Fanfan, you must separate from Wenliang. If you don't agree, then I must take Fanfan away!"

"Zheng, since you have recognized Fanfan, then consider what I said yesterday. Fanfan is young and needs the love of his father and mother. Ilia is the eldest daughter of the Wilson family. Whether it is appearance or figure, she is worthy of everything. Come on, why don't you try to work together and give Fanfan a wonderful childhood?"

Fu Zheng raised his eyes, first glanced at Ilia, looked at Fu Qingyue, and calmly refused, "Impossible, even if Ah Liang can't accept Fanfan, even if I want to separate from Wen Liang, I will not She's together."

"you……"

Fu Zheng's words were like a slap in Ilia's face, bringing her nothing but endless humiliation.

"I really don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Wen Liang poured into you to make you so unable to let go of her!" Fu Qingyue angrily scolded.

"Okay," the old lady tried to smooth things over, "Fanfan will stay with me for the next few days. Ah Zheng, go and have a good talk with Ah Liang. It would be best if she can accept Fanfan. If she can't accept it, then let's talk."

Fu Zheng lowered his eyes, with a hint of bitterness on his lips, "I know, Fanfan, you will stay with my great-grandmother for the next few days."

She has worked very hard to be liked by everyone.

She didn't want to be abandoned again.

Fu Shifan's eyes were red, his mouth was pursed, and he held Fu Zheng's sleeves tightly with his little hands. There was a bit of pleading in his big black eyes, and he choked, "Uncle, you will come to pick me up, right? I... ...I will be very good and I will not make my aunt angry..."

You won't leave me in the old house, right?

Fu Zheng remained silent, without answering, and held her little body tightly in his arms.

She was his biological daughter, so dependent on him, so well-behaved and sensible, how could he be willing to throw her away?

How could he give it up?

……

Arriving at the door on the 18th floor, Wen Liang entered the password and pushed the door open.

A golden mouse swooped under the table.

Wen Liang smiled helplessly, lay down on the ground, looked under the table, stretched out his finger, "Tuantuan, it's me."

Tuan Tuan's big round eyes blinked, and he crawled over cautiously, sniffing the warm fingers from the most extreme distance. He probably felt familiar, and then he slowly crawled out from under the table.

Wen Liang hugged it and sucked hard, "Little Tuantuan, it's better for you."

Wen Liang sent a message to Tang Shishi. After get off work, Tang Shishi came back earlier and asked curiously, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

Wen Liang lowered his eyes and sighed slightly.

Tang Shishi raised her eyebrows, "Is it related to Fu Hunjun?"

"Ah."

Tang poetry: "..."

"You must have been unlucky for eight lifetimes to have a friend like me." Wen Liang looked at her expression and spoke directly for her.

"You are quite self-aware."