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

Seven, Aunt Seven?

Fu Jingwei was shocked by Fu Yehan's sudden words.

Fu Jingchen's seventh aunt, isn't that her seventh aunt?

Isn’t her seventh aunt the wife of her seventh uncle?

"Uncle Seven, are you, are you, are you really married?"

Fu Jingwei couldn't believe it.

The last time she went to the secretariat to ask about disposable paper cups, the secretary general also mentioned it, but she was scolded on the spot. She also warned that anyone who spread rumors again would be fired.

Is this true?

"What's with that expression on your face?" Fu Yehan asked in dissatisfaction, "Does my marriage violate the laws of heaven? Is it worth making such a fuss about it?"

Fu Jingwei: "..."

After being scolded by Uncle Qi, Fu Jingwei immediately understood the current situation.

Uncle Seven really got married with someone.

So whose living Bodhisattva is her seventh aunt?

He actually solved the biggest problem their family had ever faced quietly.

The more Fu Jingwei thought about it, the more excited she became, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Looking at Fu Jingwei's silly smile, Fu Yehan curled his lips: "Why? You are so happy. Did you come up with something?"

"Ah?" Fu Jingwei was stunned for a moment, "What did you come up with?"

"You're pretending pretty well." Fu Yehan said confidently, "You know everything. You should have guessed who the other person is from your first reaction."

Fu Jingwei said "ah" again, with a sincere look of confusion in her eyes: "Is the other person someone I know?"

Seeing her reaction, Fu Yehan no longer wanted to continue this topic. He turned on the computer, found the web page he had just browsed from the browsing history, and continued studying.

Fu Jingwei eliminated all the girls she knew, leaving only her best friend Ling Xihe and the daughter of the Ye family mentioned by her seventh uncle.

Logically, she was more inclined to believe that the other party was Ling Xihe, because only Ling Xihe was slightly familiar with Uncle Seventh, and Ling Xihe had always liked Uncle Seventh, and also met all the reasonable conditions for marrying Uncle Seventh.

However, based on her experience of not being able to guess Uncle Seven's thoughts, Fu Jingwei did not give the most logical and most desired answer this time. Instead, she asked tentatively, "The person you are marrying is not the daughter of the Ye family, right?"

"Yeah, not bad." Fu Yehan rarely praised her for something other than work. "It seems you still have a chance of being saved."

Fu Jingwei: "..."

Fu Yehan's words did not bring any sense of accomplishment to Fu Jingwei, but instead made her a little worried.

"Seventh Uncle." Fu Jingwei said seriously, "Is the success of 'Gui Ran Design' really that important? Is it worth it for you to use your own identity to win over the daughter of the Ye family?"

"If my identity was so useful, I wouldn't have to worry so much now." Fu Yehan said unhappily.

"What do you mean?" Fu Jingwei was puzzled.

Fu Yehan has been asked about this matter many times, and he really doesn't want to explain it anymore.

But thinking that Fu Jingwei was the only young girl he could talk to about this matter, and maybe she could give him some good advice, Fu Yehan patiently told Fu Jingwei briefly about himself and Ye Qingluo.

After hearing this, Fu Jingwei widened her eyes in surprise.

"You mean, you've been living together, but Ye Qingluo still doesn't know your identity?"

"Yeah." Fu Yehan responded.

"Then why don't you tell her directly?" Fu Jingwei didn't understand and asked, "Do you want to give her a surprise?"

Fu Yehan: "..."

After all, it's not Fu Jingwei's fault that she can't figure this matter out. For one thing, she knows very little information.

Secondly, what Fu Yehan did was really outrageous. If he wasn't suffering from schizophrenia, he wouldn't do such a ridiculous thing that was completely different from himself.

"Don't you want to give her a surprise?" Seeing that Uncle Qi was slow to respond, Fu Jingwei guessed, "Are you worried that she's with you for your money? So you want to test her before telling her?"

Fu Yehan: "..."

Fu Yehan was already depressed, and after Fu Jingwei said this, he became even more depressed.

How evil must he have been in the past to have given Fu Jingwei such an image of a greedy person?

"Let's not talk about me." Fu Yehan waved his hands and said weakly, "Let's talk about you. Has Chu Tiankuo contacted you recently?"

Speaking of Chu Tiankuo, Fu Jingwei couldn't help but smile.

"We haven't been in touch that much." Fu Jingwei half lowered her head, her voice unconsciously lowered a few points, "We've only sent a few messages, and then he asked me out for dinner tomorrow night. I haven't decided whether to go or not. Uncle Qi, do you think I can go?"

"No." Fu Yehan replied without thinking.

"why?"

The smile on Fu Jingwei's face disappeared, replaced by a look of confusion.

Fu Yehan did not answer but asked: "If he suddenly confessed to you during dinner, what would you do? Would you agree or disagree?"

"I agree."

Fu Jingwei didn't know what to be so entangled about. Wasn't this exactly the result she wanted?

"Yeah." Fu Yehan nodded habitually, "You don't know what reserved means, so you don't know how to keep people on edge, right? You don't understand anything, and you haven't even heard of playing hard to get, right?"

Fu Jingwei disagreed: "If that's the case, Aunt Qi didn't even know what you do and she got the certificate from you. Isn't that even more unrestrained? Such a short time is not enough to whet your appetite, let alone play hard to get."

Fu Yehan patiently explained, "Although we got married, she was not satisfied with me at first, and I have been pursuing her silently, just in a different way. I am not saying that you cannot be with him, I mean to wait a little longer and let him pursue you more. This way, he will cherish you more if he succeeds. Do you understand?"

Fu Jingwei still refused to accept: "If Aunt Qi was very satisfied with you from the beginning and was willing to be with you without you chasing her, then you don't cherish her?"

"Of course I won't."

"Then why do you think Chu Tiankuo can do it?"

After listening to Fu Jingwei's spontaneous and self-righteous rebuttal, Fu Yehan raised his eyelids and looked at her calmly, then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Fu Jingwei had no idea what was in Uncle Seven's mind.

But thinking that Uncle Qi was also helping her, Fu Jingwei pondered for a while, and then compromised and said, "Then I'll listen to you. I won't go to dinner with him tomorrow."

"If you want to go, go ahead." Fu Yehan changed the subject and softened his tone. "Be more confident and do what you want. If he confesses to you, agree to him right away. If you are more confident, just take him to get the certificate."

"Is it, so fast?"

Uncle Qi followed her words and Fu Jingwei was at a loss again.

"What if he really thinks I'm too easy to pursue and doesn't cherish me?"

Fu Yehan snorted lightly and said casually: "If he has the guts, let him try."

Fu Jingwei: "..."