The little drama queen is online, and the president's father can't hold it

Fu Yu frowned slightly, his jawline tense, and bit the soft flesh in his mouth with his teeth, then relaxed his gaze and stared at the woman who was walking towards him.

"Xiao Yu, you're back." It wasn't a question, it wasn't out of modesty and courtesy, nor was it the embarrassment of her having the audacity to come to someone else's home.

It was the kind of generous attitude that seemed like a wife finally waiting for her husband who had not returned home for a long time, and she had no complaints in her heart.

Fu Yu looked at Jiang Yuyan calmly with this attitude, but for some reason, he felt extremely disgusted.

In an instant, he thought that the person who should be standing here and making such a gesture should be Lingling.

She frowned and slowly exhaled a puff of depressed air from her nose. The man glanced at her intriguingly, then walked aside to the sofa, then sat down seriously.

The two long slender legs were also folded up.

"Why did you call me so many times to ask me to come back? What's so important?"

The question was calm but full of oppression, although it was directed at Fu Zheshen.

But Jiang Yuyan, who had been carrying him with her back to him, suddenly felt as if she was being crushed by a thousand rocks and could no longer breathe.

Her son didn't reply. She crossed her hands, the joints of which gradually turned white, and her teeth clenched uncontrollably.

The woman slowly turned around, calmed herself down, and decided to walk over. Without looking at the man's expression, she sat down next to him.

Then he said softly, "Xiao Yu, we haven't spoken to each other since we came back until today. Don't you want to see me or talk to me?"

Fu Yu pinched his brows helplessly and moved to the side to stay away from the crowd.

"No, I just feel that we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. We are almost strangers now. There is no need to make a special effort to meet."

Oh, then is it really necessary? Are you deliberately avoiding seeing me?

The woman was sad for a while, then she calmed down.

"How can you say that? After all, we grew up together, and we used to..."

Jiang Yuyan hesitated before she finished her words, but her implication was very clear, especially since she had a shy expression on her face.

How could Fu Yu not understand? He sighed and explained to her: "We had nothing before."

"No!" The woman was shocked and disappointed, and tried to defend herself: "We were almost together before. Didn't you spend all your savings to buy this house for us to marry you when you proposed to me?"

To be honest, after hearing this, Fu Yu felt a headache and wanted to roll his eyes like Su Ling, but he held back.

"What you said is true, but from the moment you gave up everything, none of that existed anymore. If you really care about the significance of this house, I can sell it right away."

The man spoke resolutely and decisively, without any regrets.

Jiang Yuyan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and she felt an indescribable feeling.

Now that she has said such things, what else can she say?

Fu Zheshen on the opposite side wanted to say something, but he didn't dare.

He wanted to ask where I would live if you sold it to me?

However, he knew that his father would definitely reply to him: There are so many houses, you can live in whichever one you want. If you don’t like it, get out!

Someone wisely kept his mouth shut and didn't dare to say anything. He just stared at his parents quarreling like a good baby.

Fortunately, Su Ling was not there, otherwise she would have scolded him again, [Mom and Dad, your fucking parents, whose parents are you talking about? You are talking like we are a family, do you think I am dead? Now I am your mother? A stepmother is also a mother! Fuck! ]

Three people have three different thoughts. Fu Yu's words made Jiang Yuyan feel ashamed. Whatever she said now was regretful and she was slapping herself in the face.

The woman felt desperate and sad: "Xiao Yu, if we put all this aside, then we don't even have the friendship we had as childhood sweethearts anymore?"

"You don't have to worry about these things. Isn't it better to just let things take their own course? You don't have to deliberately arrange anything. I really let it go a long time ago."

What he said was clear enough, that is, he had seen all the things Jiang Yuyan had been trying to do recently.

If he really cared, there would be no need for Fu Zheshen to make a dozen phone calls to urge him.

He wanted her to understand that it was useless to force it, or that what was in the past could never come back.

However, this woman understood it all, but seemed unwilling to face it.

A flash of blood flashed across Jiang Yuyan's eyes. She lowered her head, scowled, then changed her face and raised it with a wry smile.

"I understand. Let's just treat it as old friends who haven't seen each other for many years and get together. Xiaoyu, this request from my sister is not too much, right?"

Fu Yu nodded, that is indeed the case.

But if Su Ling was here, she would be unhappy again.

Treat other people’s homes as your own.

Treat yourself as a hostess.

Force the host to come back for a reunion.

And you still say you're not going too far?

What about the face?

Is it harder than the smelly stones in the toilet?

Haha, but now it is about to be broken apart by its owner.

Seeing him nod, Jiang Yuyan forced a smile, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

He was talking while walking, and his posture and tone really showed that he was acting like a character!

"Xiao Yu, I made a lot of dishes that you used to like. Come over and help serve them. I asked my son to call you back a long time ago, but you just didn't reply. Now that you're finally back today, you should eat more."

"..."

? This is true. Uncle Wu shook his head when he heard it.

He didn't need his husband to move, he just pulled Aunt Yang and ran over to help serve the dishes.

By the way, he also "kindly" reminded her: "The master doesn't do these things, let us do it, Miss Jiang, you are the guest, go and sit down, the two old men will serve it."

This is not a slap in the face, Jiang Yuyan, you are so shameless!

But her face immediately turned dark, and the reason for her dark face was.

Fu Yu couldn't even serve food, so why did he cook for Su Ling? And he cooked for whoever he wanted?

Why!

But who knows why? Just ask Fu Yu himself!

But she is very smart, how can I ask this?

Uncle Wu and Aunt Yang brought the food to the table, and the three of them sat down around it.

Jiang Yuyan wanted to sit next to Fu Yu, her butt almost touching the chair, but the man suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Wu, please sit next to me. You and Aunt Yang can sit down and eat something."

These two are old friends who have been with him for more than ten or twenty years, and the man thinks it is normal to have a meal together.

However, Jiang Yuyan didn't think so. She couldn't help but trembled and looked at the man next to her, but the other party had no expression and didn't look at her.

Fu Zheshen's face was not very good, but he didn't lose his temper. He just looked at the woman and said, "Mom, come over to me."

"haha okay."

There were stairs, and no matter how unwilling she was, she had to endure and quickly go down the stairs.

Uncle Wu and Aunt Yang looked at each other, then sat next to Fu Yu. At this point, there was no objection to the position.

The few of them ate in silence. The only sounds in the restaurant were the chewing sounds and the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowls and dishes.

To be honest, this is somewhat embarrassing.

Some people can't chew it anymore.

This is the case for some people, except Fu Yu, all the others are. Anyway, everyone has their own embarrassment.

We really need to do something.

So Jiang Yuyan took the trouble to pick up a piece of vegetable for Fu Yu, who was the happiest and least embarrassed eater, and put it in his bowl.

"Xiao Yu, try this, does it still taste the same as before?"

Fu Yu stared at the food in the bowl silently: "..." and remained speechless.

The awkwardness was broken. It was really embarrassing. The food was already in the bowl, so he didn't know whether to eat it or not.

Forget it, just eat it, it’s a shame to waste it!

But when he picked up the food and prepared to eat, Su Ling's roaring and terrifying face suddenly appeared in his head, yelling at him: "You dare to try to eat the food she picked up, then you can come back and eat shit!"

Eat shit?

Disgusting!

The man suddenly didn't know what happened, as if he was frightened by something. His hand holding the chopsticks shook, and then the food fell onto the table.

Fu Yu: "..." [I really don't blame me, do you believe it? ]

All of you at the table: "......?" [Do you think we should believe it? Haha! ]

Sure enough, some people didn't believe it.

And he spoke with grievance.

"Xiao Yu, don't you like eating anymore?"