A wealthy old man's happy husband's wife

In the morning, Rong Xiao took back the clothes washed yesterday from the laundry room, and met Fu Hengyu who hurried in from outside on the way.

When they passed by, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

Rong Xiao stopped and watched him walk up to the second floor and enter Fu Xiu's study.

Returning to the room with the clothes in his arms, Rong Xiao didn't know whether to tell Fu Weize about seeing Fu Hengyu, he always felt that his mood would be affected if he told him.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard Fu Weize say: "I have read the contract, and it has been revised a few times, please take a look."

Rong Xiao didn't expect him to actually watch it, and walked over with some joy: "Thank you, I'll watch it now."

He put the clothes aside, picked up the contract, opened it, and saw the place Fu Weize sketched with a pen, one of which was: During the contract period, Party B shall not expose any scandals or...

This article was revised by Fu Weize to read: During the contract period, Party B's emotional life belongs to him, and Party A is not allowed to interfere.

"Hey, this one seems to be..." Rong Xiao read it again, and felt that it would be fine even if he followed the requirements of the original contract, but before he finished speaking, Fu Weize interrupted: "You can guarantee that we won't talk about it within five years in love?"

"Uh... It seems that there is no guarantee." Thinking about it this way, Fu Weize was still thoughtful.

"Then follow this and call Yan Qing."

"it is good."

Rong Xiao took out his mobile phone for the elderly, found Yan Qing's phone and dialed it, and he was connected without making him wait too long.

Yan Qing's clear voice came over: "Rong Xiao, I've read the contract, do you have any questions?"

"Yes, there are several places."

"Okay, tell me, I'll record it."

"Contract content, Article [-]..." Rong Xiao read Fu Weize's modified content one by one to Yan Qing on the other end of the phone.

"Rong Xiao, did you change all these yourself?"

"No, Mr. Fu helped me."

"So that's it. Well, I've written it all down. I'll modify it here and send it to you. You leave me an email address."

When Rong Xiao heard the mailbox, he subconsciously looked at Fu Weize.

"Let her send it to Tong Cheng."

"I heard it." Before Rong Xiao could speak, Yan Qing said directly, "Rong Xiao, I have collected some scripts these two days, and I will show them to you when the time comes."

"Okay, Miss Yan, thank you."

After talking with Yan Qing, Rong Xiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, looking in a good mood.

Fu Weize, who had been following him all the time, flickered his black eyes: "Are you so happy when you heard the script?"

Rong Xiao nodded: "However, I will tell Sister Yan not to choose a script that is too urgent for me."

"why?"

"If I go to film, what will you do?" Rong Xiao looked at him, thinking about him carefully.

Although he knew that what Rong Xiao said was meaningless, Fu Weize was still delighted.

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Fu Xiu looked at Fu Hengyu who pushed the door and came in, his face darkened to the naked eye: "You smell of alcohol, what do you look like!"

"Is there any difference? Will you like me if I wear clean clothes?"

"I don't like you, don't you know why?"

Fu Hengyu smiled, and did not argue with Fu Xiu on this matter: "You came to me in such a hurry, could it be that you want to tell me that you don't like me?"

Fu Xiu copied the document on the table and threw it into his arms: "Look carefully, how do you explain it!"

Fu Hengyu held the document and opened it, on which was the confession of the gardener Lao Li.

He looked at the document, Fu Xiu looked at him, apparently trying to read something from his face.

Fu Hengyu closed the document and looked up into Fu Xiu's eyes: "It's not me, do you believe it?"

"Do you think I will believe it?" Hearing this, Fu Xiu felt disappointed. He raised his hand to open the drawer, took out a black recording pen, and put it in front of him, "Listen for yourself."

When Fu Hengyu saw the recording pen, his expression twitched, he picked it up, opened it, and heard his voice from inside: "The medicine is ready for you, you just need to take the opportunity to pour it..."

"Do you know that this is murder? With these evidences and witnesses, it's enough for a verdict!"

Fu Hengyu didn't hesitate again this time, plopped down on his knees, with red eyes: "Dad, I was wrong. I just wanted to win so much, so I got confused for a while. I was really just obsessed with ghosts. I was also very scared afterwards. Dad, do you believe me?" I, I really never thought of killing Wei Ze, Dad!"

Fu Hengyu crawled over and hugged Fu Xiu's leg, hoping that he would soften his heart and let him go.

Fu Xiu kicked him away, pointed at him and said, "□□ is extremely poisonous, you say you don't want to harm him, do you believe it yourself?"

"Dad, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me this time, I promise I won't dare to do it again, Dad, Hongyan divorced me, I couldn't stand it for a while, I did it, I really didn't mean it Yes, I already regret it, I really regret it, Dad, please forgive me, I..."

Fu Hengyu couldn't care about any image at this time, with snot and tears streaming down his face, he got up in a panic, and begged Fu Xiu's trouser legs.

Although Fu Xiu didn't like his personality, he was the son he raised since he was a child, and he had hoped for it. No matter how cold his expression was, his heart throbbed with pain. Pale.

"Hengyu, I have already said that no matter if Weize is there or not, I will not leave the Fu family to you." Fu Xiu said while looking down at Fu Hengyu who was kneeling on the ground and crying and begging him.

It was the first time that this son showed such a distressed look in front of him.

Fu Hengyu cried and shook his head: "Dad, I don't dare to think about it. You let me go this time. I don't dare to think about anything anymore. I won't fight. I won't fight with Wei Ze. Okay, please let me go. Forgive me." I'll do it this time, Dad!"

"You go, you can go anywhere, as long as it's not Nancheng, I've already put the money belonging to your mother in your name, since your mother didn't enjoy it, you can inherit it for her." Fu Xiu finished. , took a step back, avoiding Fu Hengyu's touch, and strode away from the study.

When Rong Xiao saw Fu Xiu coming in, he subconsciously stood up, and before he had time to say hello, he heard Fu Xiu say, "Rong Xiao, you go out for a while, I have something to say to Wei Ze, but don't go far, look at it." Time to come back."

"Okay, I'm right outside the door." After speaking, Rong Xiao glanced at Fu Size and walked out.

He came out of the room, and Aunt Zhang, who was sitting at the door of the kitchen, waved to him.

It happened that Rong Xiao also wanted to ask her about Aunt Liu: "Aunt Zhang, how is Aunt Liu?"

"Fortunately, the intake is low, and the hospital sent it in time. I have woken up, but I have to observe again. Hey, I was scared yesterday, right?"

Rong Xiao nodded: "Yes, but luckily it's all right."

"Whoever said no, who would have thought that someone would be poisoned. Fortunately, we are lucky, God bless, Amitabha." Aunt Zhang said and bowed in midair with her hands clasped together.

Fu Xiu didn't chat with Fu Weize for too long, and when he came out, it didn't even take 10 minutes.

Seeing him coming out, Rong Xiao went back to the room, closed the door and saw Fu Weize looking out the window, his mood seemed a little out of place, and was thinking about whether to say something to ease it up, when Fu Weize turned his head and looked at him: "Rong Xiao , can I give you a hug?"

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