The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

Fu Jingchen accidentally let the cat out of the bag, and when he came to his senses, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Although he always believed that it was a very wrong choice for Uncle Seventh to hide his identity, even if it was a mistake, it was not his turn to correct Uncle Seventh's mistake.

And the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.

Not only will outsiders' meddling fail to solve the problem, it may even cause greater trouble to the parties involved.

In just a few seconds, the CPU in Fu Jingchen's brain was severely overloaded, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Fu Jingchen?" Ye Qingluo called him in confusion.

Just now Ye Qingluo's brain was working fast, but after thinking about it all, he could only think of one answer.

"Qingluo, don't ask me anymore. I won't tell you anything."

The two grew up together and were too familiar with each other. In front of Ye Qingluo, Fu Jingchen couldn't disguise himself at all and could only use the most clumsy way to interrupt her.

The more Fu Jingchen tried to cover up, the more Ye Qingluo felt that his guess was correct.

Just as Fu Jingchen called the waiter to settle the bill and was about to leave, Ye Qingluo stood up and grabbed the clothes on his back.

"Come back and sit down!" Ye Qingluo ordered, "No one of us is allowed to go out until today's matter is resolved."

Fu Jingchen: "..."

Fu Jingchen is in a difficult situation.

This is how to do?

Uncle Qi created such a big hornet's nest that he probably wouldn't even dare to poke it.

If he gets stabbed, he will definitely be despised by both sides.

He shouldn't do such an unlucky thing.

After being caught and sitting down again, Fu Jingchen's mouth seemed to be welded with steel bars and he refused to speak.

Ye Qingluo really had no choice but to think for a while and took the initiative to break the deadlock: "Fu Jingchen, you don't have to say it, I'll say it and you listen."

Fu Jingchen's eyes suddenly flashed.

Is it okay for him not to say it?

Ye Qingluo sighed and said, "I'm not a fool, I can naturally understand what you mean. Don't be angry with your seventh uncle, he is right."

"What is he?" Fu Jingchen's eyes widened suddenly, "He is right, right?"

"Yes." Ye Qingluo said firmly.

"Qingluo, you have to have your own principles. How can what he did be right?" As soon as the steel bar on his mouth was removed, Fu Jingchen's dense words were like a machine gun, firing non-stop, "So you understood what I said just now, right? Now is your reaction to this matter after you understood it, right? Wake up, what are you thinking about? Ye Qingluo, don't think that because my seventh uncle is rich and powerful, you dare not express your emotions. You are equal to him, there is no need to follow his will in everything..."

"Fu Jingchen." Ye Qingluo interrupted in a deep voice, "You are the one who is not awake."

Fu Jingchen: "..."

Without waiting for Fu Jingchen to refute, Ye Qingluo reflected again and said, "I also have a problem. I shouldn't have asked you to go back and ask your seventh uncle at the bar that day, but I should have told you directly that it was impossible between us. As for why we can be best friends but not lovers, I didn't know how to tell you before, but now I can tell you frankly. Because I have never had that kind of thought about you, not in the past, and never will in the future. In my heart, your positioning has always been very clear, that is, a friend who is as close as brothers and sisters, a friend who is not inferior to love in time. So, if it is because my refusal that day was not direct enough and gave you the wrong hint, causing you to have some unresolved grievances now, you can vent your anger on me and don't be angry with your seventh uncle again. Because even if your seventh uncle agrees to marry you, I won't agree... Since it's here, I might as well tell you straight that I raised a man earlier than the time I received your feedback. In other words, I am self-indulgent and it has nothing to do with whether you can marry me or not. "

Fu Jingchen: “???”

After hearing Ye Qingluo's words, Fu Jingchen was stunned for a while before he realized what he meant.

It turned out that Ye Qingluo thought that he was angry with his Seventh Uncle because of his previous obstruction.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with Ye Qingluo thinking this way.

If the man Ye Qingluo "supported" was not his seventh uncle, but some other pretty boy, he would be very unwilling and even regret not insisting a little longer. He would also blame his seventh uncle for stopping him.

Although Fu Jingchen still felt heartbroken when he received Ye Qingluo's clear and almost heartless rejection, he was still very glad that Ye Qingluo had misunderstood him.

"I see." Fu Jingchen didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he made the best of it and said, "Now that you say that, I'll give up. I'll put myself in the right position and won't think about it anymore."

After waiting for a while and not getting any follow-up, Ye Qingluo took the initiative to ask, "And then?"

"Ah?" Fu Jingchen looked at her in confusion, "Then what?"

"Don't you need to scold me to vent your anger?" Ye Qingluo asked seriously, "You even said harsh words to break up with me, and we just reconciled without any pain. Don't you feel aggrieved? And I did such an outrageous thing. As a friend, you should also talk some sense into me and do some ideological work to make me turn back. What? Haven't you thought about these things? It shouldn't be that serious. If you haven't thought about it, why did you avoid me, ignore me, and get so angry at me before?"

Fu Jingchen: "..."

As soon as one wave subsides, another comes.

It was all the traps dug by his seventh uncle, that scumbag, which caused him to fall into one pit after another.

After racking his brains for a long time, Fu Jingchen answered with a stiff upper lip: "I'm angry with you because you forgot our agreement. You promised me that you would be the first to tell me when you have a sweetheart in the future. Of course, I also know that the man you support is not your sweetheart, and you don't like him at all. The reason you made that choice was just because you had just divorced and were in a bad mood, and you needed to find a way to vent. But even so, I want to be the first person to know, instead of even Chu Lingyan knows about it, and I still don't know anything, and can only listen to others tell me."

Fu Jingchen's answer was far-fetched.

If he really thought so, he wouldn't have gone to the extent of breaking off his friendship with Ye Qingluo.

The real reason why he was angry at that time was that he thought Ye Qingluo knew the identity of his seventh uncle and deliberately concealed it from him. He even cooperated with him when he talked about his seventh uncle again and again, as if he was deliberately playing a trick on him and laughing at him.

"Okay, I admit my mistake."

Ye Qingluo didn't continue to argue with him and nodded good-naturedly.

"You're right. If you have secrets that you don't tell me, but everyone else knows them, then I'll feel uncomfortable and think that our relationship is just average, not as good as an outsider."

The matter was finally resolved.

Fu Jingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, why did you ask me out today?"

Remembering that Ye Qingluo hadn't said anything serious yet, Fu Jingchen took the initiative to ask, "Didn't you say on the phone that you had something important to tell me? What is it?"

"It's nothing special." Ye Qingluo pondered for a moment and said calmly, "It's just what we have been talking about, the matter between me and the man I supported. Many people know about this matter now, but because of different relationships, they know different versions. I asked you out today because I want to be the first to share my complete version with you."