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

Ye Qingluo had lunch at Ifyou.

Tu Lan's sabotage made Mr. Fu so depressed that he became autistic. In front of Tu Lan, the old man didn't want to say another word.

Tu Lan was also patient and just stared at him.

Finally, Mr. Fu had no choice but to call Fu Yehan directly, promising to prepare a big gift for his wife, and asking Fu Yehan to invite Tu Lan over by calling, and then to invite this person back to him.

In this way, Tu Lan completed the task assigned to her by Fu Yehan effortlessly.

"Don't forget what we agreed on."

After lunch, when Fu Yehan went to Ifyou to pick up Ye Qingluo, Tu Lan pulled Fu Yehan and emphasized, "I brought your wife back safely, and I also got her a generous gift of who knows what. So next Sunday, I will have a birthday party at Ifyou, and you have to invite Fu Jingwei to come on time."

Fu Yehan poured Ye Qingluo a cup of warm water, watched her drink it, and then replied to Tu Lan: "Don't worry."

As she walked back, Ye Qingluo was still pondering what Tu Lan had just said. She always felt that this matter was a little subtle.

Isn't it just a matter of saying that Tu Lan wants to invite Fu Jingwei for her birthday? Why does she have to use this as a condition to make a deal with Fu Yehan?

Ye Qingluo inexplicably felt that this matter was not that simple.

As Fu Yehan walked to the parking space, Ye Qingluo was about to ask his questions when he suddenly caught sight of a familiar license plate not far away.

After she realized what was happening, she immediately ran a few steps and knocked on the half-open window of the cab.

"Second Grandfather?" Ye Qingluo immediately changed his words, "...Second Uncle."

Mr. Chu immediately put out the cigarette in his hand, smiled unnaturally, and changed the subject casually: "I heard that you got all the money from the will? And you also got your own marital property. Congratulations, girl."

"All of this is due to your help." Ye Qingluo said, "I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you properly."

Master Chu opened the car door, got out, stood in the leeward direction and lit a cigarette: "Thank me for anything. Those are all yours. You deserve them."

Ye Qingluo did not continue to argue about this topic, and asked curiously: "Why are you here? Is there anything you want to do at Ifyou?"

Master Chu took a puff of his cigarette and slowly exhaled, "Nothing, I just came here to take a look because I was bored."

"Are you looking for Auntie Lan?" Ye Qingluo asked tentatively, and then said, "We just came out, Auntie Lan is here, do you need me to say hello to her for you?"

After carefully considering Ye Qingluo's proposal, Mr. Chu hesitated for a moment and shook his head again.

Forget it.

hold on.

I've been waiting for thirty years.

It doesn't matter if it's just one or two days.

While the two were talking, Fu Yehan walked over.

Master Chu raised his eyes and stared at Fu Yehan for a few seconds, then looked at Ye Qingluo and returned to the previous topic: "Girl, it is Second Uncle who should thank you. If it weren't for you, the shares in my hands and Kuo's hands would not be sold at such a 'money-grabbing' price."

Ye Qingluo wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Fu Yehan: "Let's go, go home and rest."

The "going home" that Fu Yehan mentioned was the villa in Ye Rao Garden that he bought from Ling Shi at ten times the price.

In the spacious master bedroom, the air conditioner was set to 24 degrees and it was still a little cold. Ye Qingluo lay on his side next to Fu Yehan with a thin blanket covering him, staring at him motionlessly.

Fu Yehan hadn't had a good rest during this period, so he was lying down with his eyes closed to rest.

"You've been watching for half an hour."

Fu Yehan could feel Ye Qingluo's gaze even with her eyes closed. He stretched out his arms, pulled her into his arms, and forced her to close her eyes.

In just half a day, Ye Qingluo received a lot of information, and all of them were fragments of information with huge amounts of information behind them. She couldn't digest them all in a short time.

Ye Qingluo didn't get enough rest last night, so she was actually a little sleepy at this moment. The moment Fu Yehan's breath enveloped her, she relaxed all over and fell asleep quickly.

When Ye Qingluo woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Fu Yehan was not in bed. Ye Qingluo went out to look for him and heard the sound of Fu Yehan making a phone call outside the study.

"You don't need to explain so much to me. If you don't delete all the messages within ten minutes, your platform will be shut down."

The door of the study was ajar. This time, Ye Qingluo learned his lesson and did not stand at the door. Instead, he pushed the door open and walked in.

After seeing her, Fu Yehan hung up the phone directly regardless of the other party's earnest apologies.

"When did you wake up?" Fu Yehan smoothed her messy hair.

"Just woke up." Ye Qingluo asked, "What made you so angry?"

"It's still about the dress." Fu Yehan explained, "The person who spread the rumor was unwilling to give up, so he changed his website to stir up trouble."

"Oh." Ye Qingluo moved closer, hugged Fu Yehan's waist, and asked knowingly, "Fu Yehan, it's just a small matter, why are they holding on to me? I didn't infringe on their interests."

"It's not a small matter." Fu Yehan let her hold him and said slowly, "If this was not my intention, and if the person wearing that dress was not my woman, then the consequences would be very serious."

Thinking back to the day when he was at the scene, everyone had shocked expressions, and Mr. Chu Erye had a serious face, Ye Qingluo believed that Fu Yehan was not exaggerating.

If that dress was really counterfeited by her, she might really learn a very painful lesson after the matter was exposed.

"I'm a little curious about what those people who spread rumors about me were thinking." Ye Qingluo looked up and asked, "Am I a fool in their eyes? Knowing that doing so would bring disaster upon myself, how stupid must I be to openly offend the most difficult ancestor in the entire capital in public."

"Yeah, I'm curious too." Fu Yehan said, "You're just attending a birthday party for your best friend's father. You're not the main character. Why do you have to go to Ifyou to choose a dress? Why do you dress so beautifully? Who are you planning to show it to?"

Ye Qingluo: “…”

Fu Yehan's jealousy came unexpectedly, and Ye Qingluo's face turned red instantly, and she buried her head in his chest to avoid his questioning.

After a while, Ye Qingluo suddenly remembered something and looked up and asked, "Fu Yehan, I haven't paid Ling Shi's service fee yet. Can you talk to him for me? I can't afford to owe him such a big favor."

Fu Yehan thought for a moment, but did not refuse. He said, "Give me the money, and don't worry about the rest."

"Okay." Ye Qingluo agreed without thinking.

In the evening, Fu Yehan did not stay for dinner and drove to the hospital.

Ye Qingluo and his mother didn't cook too many dishes, they just had a simple dinner.

Ye Qingluo told his mother exactly what happened when he met Mr. Fu today.

After listening, Su Peiyun sighed, "Once people begin to face death, many things will naturally become clear. Since Fu Yehan's father didn't make things difficult for you and is happy to see you, you should go there more often during this period of time and do your part."

"Okay." Ye Qingluo agreed.

When returning to the house, Ye Qingluo suddenly stopped and looked at Su Peiyun again: "By the way, Mom, I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

Ye Qingluo thought for a moment and said, “Have you heard of Ifyou’s designer Tu Lan?”

"I've heard of it." Su Peiyun asked, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking about Tu Lan?"

Ye Qingluo pulled his mother to sit on the sofa, looking eager to learn, and gossiped: "Then do you know the relationship between Tu Lan and Mr. Chu Erye?"