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

"Come with me."

Fu Ye glanced at him coldly, then said something indifferently and walked straight towards the parking space in front of the shop.

Fu Jingchen took a long time to react before he stood up and ran quickly to catch up with his uncle.

Before getting on the bus, Fu Jingchen found half a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, washed his hands upside down, wiped them with a tissue to clean the stains on his hands, took off his coat, rolled it upside down and held it in his arms, then got on the bus with his head lowered.

However, just as he sat down and before he had time to fasten his seat belt, Fu Jingchen's sight was fixed on the square cardboard box on the center console in front of him.

Isn’t this the birthday present Ye Qingluo gave him?

How did you end up in Uncle Seven's car?

Fu Jingchen subconsciously leaned forward, and just as he was about to reach out to take it, he was suddenly slapped away.

"No touching!"

Uncle Qi's serious warning suddenly sounded in his ears. Fu Jingchen was startled and quickly withdrew his hand.

For the rest of the journey, Fu Jingchen sat obediently in the passenger seat, not daring to move, but he couldn't help but glance forward from time to time.

He didn't know what specific gift Ye Qingluo gave him.

He only knew that it was probably made of glass or ceramic, because when Chu Lingyan dropped it on the ground, there was a sound of shattering inside.

Xingheting Mansion, underground parking lot.

After Fu Yehan stopped the car, Fu Jingchen hesitated for a long time, but finally mustered up the courage to speak.

"Uncle Qi, this thing is mine."

"yours?"

Fu Yehan snorted and laughed, then slowly leaned over and took the square paper box that had been placed right in front of Fu Jingchen into his own hands.

"How can I prove it's yours?"

Fu Jingchen lowered his head and said stubbornly: "I can't prove it, but this is the birthday gift Ye Qingluo gave me."

"Oh." Fu Yehan nodded and said indifferently, "Then tell me how the birthday present Ye Qingluo gave you ended up in the trash can."

Hearing this, Fu Jingchen's muscles suddenly tensed up and he looked at his seventh uncle in a daze.

"Ye Qingluo told you?" Fu Jingchen asked tentatively.

Fu Yehan was obviously furious when hearing this. He said angrily, "Why did she tell me this? Is this something to be proud of?"

Fu Jingchen lowered his head immediately after being scolded by his uncle, and muttered softly: "Then how did you know?"

"Can't I just see it myself?" Fu Yehan's attitude was not very good, but he still answered Fu Jingchen's question.

Fu Jingchen naturally understood what Uncle Qi meant.

Staring at the thing in Uncle Qi's hand that should belong to him, Fu Jingchen dared to argue: "So this box was secretly picked up from the trash can after Ye Qingluo left, right? Since you saw it, you should also know that this is something that belongs to me."

"You're quite shameless." Fu Ye snorted coldly, "Why? I haven't contacted you for a few days, and now you've changed your job to contract trash cans?"

Fu Jingchen: "..."

When it comes to identity, Fu Yehan knows very well that he has already caused too much trouble for Ye Qingluo, and he doesn't want to create any more misunderstandings between her and Fu Jingchen.

So after thinking it over again and again, Fu Yehan restrained his temper and said seriously: "Fu Jingchen, listen to me, Ye Qingluo has no idea who I am now. As for why she got a marriage certificate with me, and why she didn't match my name with my identity after getting the certificate, I can't tell you the reason in between. You just need to remember one thing - if you really regard Ye Qingluo as a friend, I allow you to continue to maintain a good friendship with her. If you can't do that, then I hope you can respect her as an elder."

Fu Jingchen still kept his head slightly lowered, but his eyelids were raised in a very dishonest manner.

His eyes looked fearful and unconvinced.

It was not until Uncle Seventh's gaze swept over him that he suddenly lowered his eyes again.

The reason behind this is indeed difficult to explain.

how to say.

Tell your own nephew that you, the head of the Fu family, "sold yourself" for just a few hundred thousand dollars?

Fu Jingchen didn't dare to expose it directly, but he couldn't hold it back, so he asked, "She doesn't know your identity, why don't you take the initiative to tell her? If you deceive her like this, aren't you afraid that one day in the future, she will know that you have been pretending to be an identity to play with her, and then break up with you in anger?"

"I want to tell her." Fu Yehan gritted his teeth and said unhappily, "Teach me how to start. Tell her, yes, the overbearing, arrogant, self-centered, impotent, and perverted person who loves beautiful female stars that Fu Jingchen has been talking about is me?"

Fu Jingchen: "..."

"Why are you frowning?"

Fu Yehan didn't give any face at all and revealed Fu Jingchen's thoughts in one sentence.

"Are you doubting that Ye Qingluo doesn't consider you a friend, doesn't keep the secrets between you two, and casually tells others the gossip that you ran to her house in the middle of the night and repeatedly warned her not to tell anyone else?"

Uncle Qi's words had come to this point, and Fu Jingchen himself could figure out the reason: "You were at Ye Qingluo's house that day, right?"

That's why I know he went to the bar to drink.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly received a message saying that he wanted to examine his homework. He was so scared that he didn't dare to stay for a moment and ran back to prepare.

"Isn't it okay to live together legally?" Fu Yehan asked back, and then said, "Ye Qingluo was indeed wrong. Her mistake was that she was too polite and kind to you, and she could tolerate you coming to her house again and again in the middle of the night to spread rumors without any principles."

Thinking of what happened that day, Fu Jingchen also felt aggrieved: "I also know that it is wrong to go to a girl's residence to disturb her in the middle of the night, but I am also worried about her."

Fu Yehan laughed lightly with a short breath: "Fu Jingchen, why do you think I have been able to tolerate you until now? If it weren't for the fact that you knew to worry about your friends that day, and realized that Ye Qingluo might be in danger, and ran to the door to check the situation regardless of everything, do you think that if you teamed up with an outsider to bully my wife like today, I would have let you off so easily."

Thinking of what happened today, Fu Jingchen instantly wilted, like an eggplant hit by frost.

All of Ye Qingluo's reactions were clearly imprinted in Fu Jingchen's mind.

Especially the moment when she tried hard to control her emotions, not making a fuss, picked up the gift that Chu Lingyan had broken, resolutely threw it into the trash can, and then left dejectedly.

At that moment, his heart seemed to be whipped hard, and the painful feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

If Chu Lingyan hadn't pushed him away, he might have even chased after her without principles and made peace with her. If she wanted to play tricks on him, then let her do it. He didn't want to break up with her. All the harsh words he said were actually a cover-up to hide his fear of losing her.

He didn't know why he was so weird. In front of the people he cared about, he was clearly a balloon that couldn't stand the torture, but he insisted on disguising himself as a hedgehog that would prick people.

"Now that we're here, let me remind you again. Be mentally prepared in advance."

After Fu Yehan finished speaking, he gave him some time to collect his thoughts, and then continued sternly: "No matter what the original reason for Ye Qingluo and I to get married was, I will not divorce her, so it is only a matter of time before Ye Qingluo is included in my Fu family tree. In other words, as a junior of the Fu family, there will definitely be a day when you will kneel down and offer tea to your seventh aunt."

Fu Jingchen knew this.

This is their family rule.

Not only him, but also the younger generations in their family had to offer tea to Aunt Seventh on the day of Uncle Seventh's wedding.

"So from this point of view, your choice today is not bad." Fu Yehan said indifferently, "The sooner you break up with Ye Qingluo, the less embarrassed you will be when you change your identity in the future."

Fu Jingchen: "..."