Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when Fu Hanlin returned to the old house.

Not for any other reason, just because I got lost in the urban village.

Finally I turned on the navigation and successfully left.

That road...

Even if the police dog is there, it may not be able to get out.

After parking the car, he walked into the inner room with the car keys, only to see Fu Jianhui sitting in the rocking chair under the porch, holding a palm-leaf fan that his grandfather had used when he was alive, and gently rocking it with his eyes closed.

"dad."

He stepped forward.

Fu Jianhui opened his eyes and said, "I'm back."

Fu Hanlin hummed, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I dreamed about your grandfather. I couldn't sleep, so I sat here for a while. The housekeeper said you weren't back yet. I couldn't sleep anyway, so I just wanted to see what time you would come back."

"Go take a shower and rest early."

The Fu family’s old house is a typical garden building, and Fu Hanlin’s room is on the east side of the corridor.

The room separated from his room by a corridor was once where Fu Yan lived.

After Fu Yan left, he never asked anyone to move into that room. It was not until last year, after he talked it out with Fu Yan, that he felt relieved and asked someone to tidy up the room again, leaving no trace of her.

He did not stop when passing the room.

When he finished his shower and came out of the room wearing his home clothes, Fu Jianhui was still sitting in the corridor.

Fu Hanlin curled the corners of his lips, walked over and sat beside him, picked up the cattail leaf fan, and fanned him gently.

"Why are you back so late today?"

"I had something to deal with, so I came back a little late."

Fu Jianhui never asks too many questions about work.

Whether it was when Fu Hanlin founded Xincheng or when he inherited the Fu Group early last year, he was 100% confident that the company was in his hands.

However, this son, who had never required him to worry about since he was a child, had something that caused him endless worries.

That is a lifelong event.

A thirty-two-year-old bachelor.

When he was 32 years old, Fu Hanlin was already old enough to help out with the cooking.

The father and son chatted in a random manner.

Fu Jianhui thought he had changed the subject very smoothly, "What happened to that female college student?"

He had asked this once before, but Fu Hanlin evaded the question with a few words. He didn't want to ask more questions as he didn't want to interfere too much in the child's personal affairs.

But today he heard that the teacher Huo Chengqi had become a grandfather, and he felt itchy.

Others have grandchildren, why doesn't he have one?

"I'm not a college girl anymore. I just graduated." Fu Hanlin didn't stop fanning herself.

Fu Jianhui's expression paused slightly.

Is this what he asked?

"Our family doesn't care about the other party's family background. It's good that the little girl has caught your eye. If it's spread outside, it will not be good for the girl's reputation. You see..."

"dad."

Fu Hanlin knew what his father wanted to say.

"She and I are not what you think."

“It’s not a sponsorship.”

She doesn't even live in the house she received as compensation, let alone being kept.

Fu Jianhui didn't intend to say it so bluntly. When he heard those two words, he cleared his throat and said, "Of course I know it's not that kind of relationship. How can I not understand what kind of personality you have?"

An old bachelor who hasn't touched a woman in 32 years.

What else is there to say?

"I mean, you can give it a try."

"There's no possibility for her and me." Fu Hanlin said calmly.

This sentence completely dispelled Fu Jianhui's idea.

Not to mention the ten-year age difference between him and Hua Yan, their social status and experience also create a huge gap between the two.

A ten-year generation gap.

It was destined that he and Hua Yan had no common topics and could not become a partner who supported each other.

Fu Hanlin was very clear about this.

The glimmer of hope that Fu Jianhui had finally ignited was blown out by Fu Hanlin himself.

He took a deep breath and snatched the palm-leaf fan from Fu Hanlin's hand, "Go to sleep."

Looking at Fu Jianhui's back as he entered the room, Fu Hanlin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

My father is becoming more and more like my grandfather.

After returning to the room, Fu Hanlin lit some sleeping incense at the bedside, then lay down on the bed with his right hand on his forehead.

The banana leaves in the courtyard are reflected on the wall, swaying gently in the wind.

There was a faint sigh in the room.

The sound of cicadas outside the window gradually faded away. Fu Hanlin closed his eyes. For some reason, some scenes from October last year flashed through his mind.

……

He was invited to a cruise ship party.

He cannot be invited to any informal or low-class banquets.

There was no woman around him. Secretary Sun would occasionally act as his female companion at ordinary banquets, but because it was the weekend, he was not Yang Bailao, so he did not let Secretary Sun accompany him to the banquet.

The organizer is a well-known real estate developer in the country, who has some connection with the Fu family.

I heard that he wanted to move into South City during that time.

It was a favor owed by his grandfather's generation. He stepped forward to give the other party face, and the other party's value increased. It was like having a backer in South City, and he could do anything like a fish in water.

"Han Lin, why don't you even bring a female companion?"

The real estate agent walked up to him with a smile and handed him a glass of wine.

"I'm used to it." Fu Hanlin took the wine glass.

Fu Hanlin is the top dignitary in South City, and his level is also the same across the country.

He had the highest status at the banquet, but not many people came to toast him.

After all, with his status, there are only a handful of people who can come up to him and toast him.

There are many people who want to curry favor with him but have no way to do so.

At the banquet, it is inevitable that some gossip in the circle will be spread.

When Fu Hanlin took the second sip of wine, he heard a few women at three o'clock in his direction laughing and gossiping.

"Isn't Huo Mingzheng in mourning?"

"Oh no! Why not just hold a wedding during the mourning period? Get the marriage certificate in a low-key manner and few people will know about it anyway."

"Really not many people know about this? A few days ago, I accompanied our old Zhao to a banquet. Huo Mingzheng was wearing a ring on his left ring finger. He didn't seem to want to be low-key at all. When someone looked at him for a second, he asked why the other person was so interested in his wedding ring. The key point is, he was talking about a wedding ring."

"I envy Fu Yan so much! She was the eldest daughter of the Huo family for more than ten years, and now she is the rich wife of the Huo family. I don't know what good things she did in her previous life."

"Huo Mingzheng has finally come to this point after all the hardship he has endured."

"How to say?"

Someone chuckled.

"He has been secretly in love with Fu Yan for so many years. Have you forgotten all the trending searches?"

"Oh, yes, yes, isn't it just like secret love coming true, after all the hard work comes happiness?"

The night at sea is particularly quiet.

The wind in the sea seemed cleaner than the wind on the beach, and the salty taste was much lighter. When the wind blew over, Fu Hanlin actually felt his head a little heavy.

"Are you dizzy from the wind?" the organizer asked with concern.

He called the waiter to send him back to his room to rest.

Fu Hanlin glanced at the waiter, a thin man. He spoke in a low voice and just asked the man to lead the way in front and did not need any help.

Although he has no plans to fall in love or get married for the time being, the rumor that he likes men is really ridiculous.