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

Hearing this, Fu Jingchen's heart trembled slightly, and he looked up at Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qingluo held a tissue in his hand and folded it randomly without any pattern, while recounting his experiences during this period.

"On the night of my divorce, in the bar where you came to see me, I impulsively ordered a 'sign' in the bar. The other party was a very cautious person, and in order to ensure the safety of the transaction, after I agreed, we got the certificate the next day. Not long after getting the certificate, we lived together. At that time, I never thought much about it. Although I used him as a shield more than once and showed my love to others, in my opinion, we have always been in a relationship of mutual benefit. It was not until a few days ago when he suddenly confessed to me that I began to think about this matter from a different perspective. Today, I asked you out to fulfill the promise we made before."

Having said that, Ye Qingluo stopped what he was doing and looked across.

"Fu Jingchen." Ye Qingluo said, "I fell in love with someone. It's not a love that develops over time, nor is it a love that is carefully considered. It's a love that is very impulsive and willful, but if I miss it, I will regret it for the rest of my life. If nothing unexpected happens, I will never change anyone in my life."

After coming out of the restaurant and separating from Ye Qingluo, Fu Jingchen called Fu Yehan immediately.

Upon learning that his seventh uncle was at Fu's headquarters, Fu Jingchen immediately took a taxi there.

When they arrived at the place, Fu Jingchen ignored the fact that his seventh uncle was concentrating on looking at the information in the computer, and started talking like a loudspeaker, telling Fu Yehan almost word for word what Ye Qingluo had just said to him.

Finally, he told the purpose of his visit.

"Uncle Qi, now that you have completely caught up with the person, isn't it time to tell her your identity?"

Fu Yehan's eyes were still fixed on the computer, and he would type a few words from time to time.

Fu Jingchen continued to analyze earnestly: "You have only been in contact with her for a short time, so you may not know her well enough. I have known Ye Qingluo for almost 20 years. I know her personality best. She has had a good temper since she was a child and will not get angry with people easily. But at the same time, she also holds grudges the most. Once she really gets emotional, she is definitely the hardest one to coax."

Fu Yehan still didn't look up.

Seeing his stubborn look, Fu Jingchen was helpless. He sighed and continued to persuade him: "Seventh Uncle, you should know that the truth cannot be hidden. Now many people know about your relationship. Sooner or later, Ye Qingluo will know your identity. But in this matter, you actively admit your mistake and she passively finds out that you are deceiving her. It is completely different. Do you understand? Unless..."

Having said that, Fu Jingchen suddenly stopped.

Fu Yehan's moving gaze also stopped.

A few seconds later, Fu Yehan closed the stacked web pages of "How to Admit Mistakes to Your Wife", raised his eyelids, and asked, "Unless what?"

"Unless you don't care about her feelings, but you are just tired of being single and want to find someone to relieve your boredom."

After hearing Fu Jingchen's angry words, Fu Yehan was not angry at all. He even laughed, stood up and walked to Fu Jingchen, looking him up and down.

"Well, now that you've reminded me of this, I understand." Fu Yehan nodded, "No wonder you're so anxious. If I've really been single for a long time and want to use Ye Qingluo to relieve my boredom, you'd be the one who suffers the most."

Hearing this, Fu Jingchen was suddenly dumbfounded and looked at his seventh uncle blankly.

What does this mean?

Fu Yehan's eyes were as deep as a dark pool, and when he spoke with hidden meanings, there was always a sharp edge that made people try to avoid him.

Even though Fu Jingchen had nothing to hide now, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"That's right." Fu Yehan casually put his arm on Fu Jingchen's shoulder and said indifferently, "On one side are your relatives, and on the other side are your best friends. It's really hard to stand on this side. So the question is, Fu Jingchen, one day in the future, because of what you said, Ye Qingluo and I fell out, whose side will you stand on? Hmm?"

After hearing Uncle Seven's sarcastic remarks, Fu Jingchen was almost mad to death.

I don’t know what’s wrong with his seventh uncle’s brain.

The fire in the backyard hasn't even started yet, but it has already started to fan itself.

Don't you think it's too much to just watch your own fun?

He had clearly said it quite firmly before, things like “he would never divorce Ye Qingluo” and “from now on he would kneel down and offer tea to Aunt Seven”, has he forgotten everything?

"Don't run away." Fu Yehan put some strength on Fu Jingchen's shoulder and said, "Answer my question."

What a bullshit question.

What is the difference between this question and "Who should I save first if my mother and wife fall into the water?"

Correct.

There are differences too.

Uncle Seven is not his mother.

Ye Qingluo is not his wife either.

And he couldn't swim.

He can't save anyone.

"Mr. Fu." Fu Jingchen took a step forward, put aside Fu Yehan's arm, and said solemnly, "I will not call you Uncle Seventh anymore until my friends forgive you."

Fu Yehan: "..."

Less than ten minutes after Fu Yehan managed to make Fu Jingchen run away, Fu Jingwei knocked on the door and walked in.

Fu Jingwei first reported on her work, and then asked her curious question: "Uncle Qi, I just heard that Fu Jingchen is here? Is he here to discuss the "Gui Ran Design" with you? I have some information about Ye's, maybe he can use it. I'll give it to him when he comes next time."

"He really needs to know more about Ye's information." Fu Yehan said, "Contact him directly and ask him to come to you to get it. He probably won't come back to me in the short term."

"What's going on?" Fu Jingwei immediately understood the problem. "Did you scold him again?"

"Yes." Fu Yehan said unhappily, "Can't I have a positive image?"

Fu Jingwei: "..."

The more Fu Yehan denied it in a sarcastic manner, the more Fu Jingwei believed in her intuition, and this was not the first time such a thing had happened.

So she thought about it and tried to say good things about Fu Jingchen.

"Uncle Qi, I think Fu Jingchen has made great progress recently. He talked to me about the new company the day before yesterday. Although he still has some immature ideas from time to time, I think his thinking is very clear overall. With more guidance, he can be fully competent for the job you assign to him."

"Well, Fu Jingchen has made great progress indeed." Fu Yehan affirmed generously, "At least he can figure out who he should side with if his Seventh Aunt and I have a conflict."

Fu Jingwei: “???”