The little boy is as beautiful as a flower

His hunch was very accurate.

The caller was Mr. Zhen, who asked Fu Yuhuai to meet at Qinglang Cafe opposite the hospital.

Fu Yuhuai didn't know why the other party came, so he didn't tell Zhen Li, not wanting to disturb him.He walked out of the hospital, all the way speculating on the motives of Mr. Zhen for asking him to meet.Tang Mo told him the matter?

Tang Mo didn't, but just started: "Master, the young master has a very good relationship with Mr. Fu recently."

Just such a sentence is enough to make Zhen Lao, who guards against men like beasts, take heart.

Mr. Zhen was sitting near the glass in Qinglang Cafe, and saw a man with a tall figure and a handsome face from a distance.Very outstanding, very eye-catching, many female customers who walked out of the cafe turned their heads to look at him, and did not forget to pick up their mobile phones to take pictures.

Old Zhen likes such a brilliant young man very much.If he had no affair with his grandson, everything would be easy to talk about.

Fu Yuhuai came to him, bowed slightly, and said politely, "Mr. Zhen, hello."

He is a junior and also Zhen Li's boyfriend, so he should be respected.

Old Zhen nodded and smiled kindly: "Mr. Fu, please sit down."

Fu Yuhuai sat across from him, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tang Mo who was next to Mr. Zhen.

The woman's long and narrow eyes were cold and full of hostility. When she looked at him, the corners of her lower lips curled up, a little contemptuous and disdainful.

Fu Yuhuai withdrew his gaze, probably having a point in his heart.Falling in love requires the help of elders, and Tang Mo's emotional intelligence is estimated to be here.He didn't regard Tang Mo as a competitor in his heart, but he couldn't relax his vigilance, after all, Mr. Zhen was fooled by him.

A waiter came over: "Sir, do you need anything?"

Fu Yuhuai smiled lightly: "A cup of latte, thank you."

"OK, just a second."

After the waiter left, Mr. Zhen smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I'm also an old fan of Mr. Fu. Back then you won the best actor title with "The Believer", and I attended the awards ceremony. I don't know, Do you still have an impression?"

no impression.

Fu Yuhuai still smiled lightly: "Two years have passed, if you don't mention it, I will forget about it."

"The nobleman forgets things too much. Haha, unlike me, a bad old man who always has to talk to others when he has nothing to do. Mr. Fu is a good actor. "The Believer" back then was a milestone in the history of literary and artistic films. and."

He has a kind face, a gentle voice, and looks like a loving old man.

But he was digging a trap.

Fu Yuhuai could easily hear the deep meaning in his words: Look, how much I admire you and think highly of you?Do you have the heart to lower your status and let an old movie fan feel cold?

So, stay away from my grandson.

"Old Zhen praised it. It's just a little bit of luck, just in time to catch up with the upsurge of the country to promote positive and positive energy in entertainment."

"Haha, Mr. Fu, you are too modest."

The waiter brought coffee.

Fu Yuhuai picked up the spoon and stirred it slightly, stopped, and went straight to the point with a smile: "Old Zhen, if you have anything to say, you might as well just say it."

Mr. Zhen picked up his coffee, took a sip, and finally nodded: "I heard from Xiao Tang that you have a good relationship with my little grandson who is worthless."

After hearing this, Fu Yuhuai didn't hide anything, and said with a smile, "Yes. We get along very well."

"Oh. It's rare. That child usually messes around with those second-generation ancestors."

"It's human nature to be greedy for fun, and the young master is still young."

Old Zhen nodded: "As the saying goes, if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. I am very happy to see that he can learn some good qualities from you. As for the others, I will be extremely repulsive."

He was referring to homosexuality.

Fu Yuhuai saw the tricks, and smiled warmly: "Mr. Zhen is too worried. The young master is smart and wise, and he is a person who can distinguish right from wrong."

There is no agreement at all.

Fu Yuhuai is not the Yu Siyan he was back then, and it won't work if he says something nice or gives him a stick.

Elder Zhen suddenly felt a wave of melancholy overwhelm him, weighing heavily on his heart.He pinched his brows and sighed slightly: "I only have this one grandson. Mr. Fu, do you understand?"

Understand.

But can't do it.

Fu Yuhuai remained silent.

Old Zhen continued: "I don't want to repeat the tragedy of his father. So, I didn't find him immediately."

Back then, his methods were too radical.As soon as he knew that his son was entangled with a man, he immediately locked him up at home.Afterwards, Thunder resolved the trouble.Now, he can't and can't bear it.

Zhen Li is his only grandson.Hard-won, hard-won.He has been pampered and raised for 20 years, which is more important than his life.

Old Zhen shed a sad tear, and said sadly: "Ali has never shown a tendency to like men. He has a natural love for girls and treats them tenderly. He likes girls."

Is it a bitter trick?

Fu Yuhuai frowned, and his words were sharper: "Old Zhen, why deceive yourself? You can tell from his father whether the young master likes men or women. Sexual orientation is predestined and formed. You In fact, it is clearer than anything else. Otherwise, you will not isolate the existence of men, even the bodyguards are Miss Tang."

The bloody truth that can be easily revealed.

Old Zhen couldn't sit still.Under Fu Yu Huai's gentle and harmless appearance, there is a cold-blooded and cruel heart.He stood up, almost unable to maintain the look of a loving old man.

"Our Ali is a good boy." He looked a little excited, took a few breaths, pointed at him and said, "Don't think about it. You don't want to take my child away."

"I'm sorry." Fu Yuhuai stood up and bowed to him, his tone more respectful: "But please understand."

Can't understand.

How could his grandson, who was raised with so much love, be willing to let him lie under another man?

Moreover, he is still so young, only 20 years old, childish, arrogant and willful, he doesn't understand anything.He was only bewitched for a moment, and this man who killed a thousand swords led his grandson to death.

Elder Zhen didn't want to look at him, so he pointed to the door and shouted, "Go out."

Fu Yuhuai's face froze, it was the first time he was ordered so rudely at such a big age.He was actually a little displeased, but thinking that this person was Zhen Li's grandfather, he endured it again.He bowed slightly, bid farewell and left.When I passed the counter, I took out a few bills and settled the bill.

When Mr. Zhen saw him leave, his body seemed to be exhausted, and he collapsed on the seat suddenly.There was nothing he could do with Fu Yuhuai.

Tang Mo hurriedly supported him, and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

not good.

Old Zhen is not in good health, nor is he in a good mood.His mind was buzzing, and his heart was beating wildly.The matter between Fu Yuhuai and Zhen Li hit him too hard.He gasped for a while, stretched out his blood-veined, wrinkled hand to grab Tang Mo, and sighed twice: "Oh, it's over, it's over, my grandson... Alas, it's late, it's completely late... ..."

Tang Mo couldn't understand what he said, so he supported him and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you? What are you talking about?"

"Back when Ah Xuan was with that boy, they were young and easy to control. But now, the one who has his eyes on Ah Li is Fu Yuhuai. This man is scheming, cunning and cunning. It doesn't make sense, and the power cannot overwhelm him. Mr. Shen...he is still Mr. Shen's adopted son, so we need to show some face over there."

The Shen family is a real famous family.

The youngest son, Shen Qingnian, was imprisoned for abusing his power, but after serving his sentence and released from prison, he still has a halo.He was originally a scholar-official. He wrote many economics books during his imprisonment. Now he seems to be a master of economics, and he can enjoy himself in the field of business and politics.

And Fu Yuhuai is the adopted son he admires, so he can't move at all.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhen felt even more headache.His whole life has been smooth and smooth, and meeting Fu Yuhuai is simply a nightmare in his life.

Because of this nightmare, he couldn't sleep for two nights.Even when I fell asleep, I woke up from a nightmare.He even saw his son and that simple and honest young man in his nightmare...

The young man with a broken leg and a ferocious face accused him of being ruthless: "You have ruined me, you have ruined my life. Now you still want to kill your grandson! You murderer!"

Old Zhen woke up from the nightmare, sweating profusely.He gasped heavily, rested for a while, turned on the light, and checked the time.It was only 5 in the morning and the sun had not risen yet.He couldn't sleep, got dressed and got out of bed.He walked back and forth in the room with a cane, and when it was daylight, he walked out of the room and called Aunt Song over, "Come with me to the Changlin Sanatorium."

A piece of news came out of Changlin Sanatorium.

Well-known oil painting master Wang Xuan donated a huge sum of 800 million yuan for the expansion and renovation of Changlin Sanatorium.

When Zhen Li read this news in the ward, she was very proud of her idol.However, he also has a doubt: Why would the idol donate to the nursing home?Don’t general celebrity philanthropists follow the route of orphans, disabled people, etc.?

He explained his doubts to Fu Yuhuai. At that time, Fu Yuhuai was going to appreciate Wang Xuan's paintings because of his love for Wu and Wu.

Wang Xuan has not been famous for a long time, about five or six years. His painting style is warm and peaceful, with vivid and bright colors, which is very comfortable to look at.

Fu Yuhuai saw several works for sale on his personal website. The latest one is "Silence", which shows a couple of homosexuals hugging warmly and looking at each other affectionately.The painter's brushstrokes are soft and delicate, vividly expressing the romantic and joyful emotions in the eyes of the two.

"Xu is someone important to the nursing home."

Fu Yuhuai looked at the painting, thoughtful: "Perhaps he is gay."

Zhen Li didn't look at the painting, but browsed other news.Hearing his speculation, he curled his lips: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can there be so many homosexuals?"

Fu Yuhuai didn't answer the call, and turned to the homepage to see Wang Xuan's personal information.

Wang Xuan, born on August 1978, 8, is a native of Changlin City. In 14, the first painting "Rebirth from the Ashes" came out, after five years of honing, he finally became a master.

This man is too low-key.

Personal information is simple enough.

Fu Yuhuai closed the webpage and glanced at the people around him.

Zhen Li leaned on his shoulder and was playing a mobile game. His identity was a young Shaolin monk. I don't know if it was because the lightness kung fu of this sect was too poor, or because he was not good enough with one hand. He couldn't fly up the tower after trying several times. Throw yourself to the point of bleeding.

It can't be too miserable.

Fu Yuhuai wanted to laugh but held back, took his mobile phone and asked for advice: "How to play?"

"I'm not familiar with it, anyway, it's easy to die. Seeing that the sweeping monk is gone, he has a very bad temper. Every time I go to brush up favorability, I will be killed instantly. You stay away from him—"

Before he finished speaking, the floor sweeping monk came over with a broom, and the little monk belched.