A wealthy old man's happy husband's wife

A week later, Fu Weize's recovery time changed from one hour to three hours.

And the content has also changed from the initial human-assisted stretching to stretching with the help of equipment.

The process was not easy, and it could even be said to be very hard work, but the results were remarkable, and he was able to stand up while holding on to things.

When Fu Weize recovered, Rong Xiao would sit by the side to study scripts or listen to some performance-related courseware.

Since he decided to take the role of the master in "The Immortal", Yan Qing arranged an acting class for him, but according to his current situation, the teaching method can only be online video teaching.

There is one class every two days, one time for two hours, the teacher will leave some homework for him according to his learning situation, and the courseware he listens to is also passed on to him by the teacher. But since he wants to take the actor's path in the future, he must hone his acting skills well.

"Come here first today, Mr. Fu has worked hard, do you need me to push you out?" Although he knew the answer, every time after the rehabilitation, Su An would ask again without giving up.

For more than a week, no matter what reason he finds, Fu Weize is like a city wall that bullets cannot penetrate, not to mention that Rong Xiao is almost everywhere.

He didn't understand, every time Rong Xiao came over, he couldn't help him with anything, but Fu Weize insisted that he stay here.

He even drank the water that Rong Xiao handed over every time he took a break, completely domesticated.

Facing Fu Weize like this, Su An felt that he was completely powerless.

"No need, Doctor Su, let's go first, you have worked hard today." Sure enough, Fu Weize refused in the same way, Su An felt that he had memorized it all, and when he turned around, he glanced at Rong Xiao coldly, his patience was almost worn out.

Rong Xiao didn't notice the way Su An looked at him, smiled and waved to them, then walked to Fu Weize and handed him the towel: "Go back to your room, Mr. Fu."

Fu Weize took it and wiped the sweat off his face, nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that he was holding the script in his hand, Fu Weize took it and opened it on his lap. The blank space on the script was filled with his understanding of the plot.

Rong Xiao's handwriting is beautiful, with a little bit of arrogance in his delicacy, like a milk cat, weak on the outside but wild on the inside, thinking of this metaphor, Fu Weize couldn't help laughing: "No, it's just an ordinary supporting role , I still need to analyze the role of the protagonist, is it the teacher's homework?"

Seeing that he misunderstood, Rong Xiao shook her head and explained: "No, I want to study it myself. Although it is a small role, I heard from Sister Yan that this master is a character added by the director in order to make the plot more reasonable and full. There are not many scenes. , but it is very important, I am afraid that I will not be able to act the way the director wants, so I want to analyze the role of the protagonist, but I did not expect to write so much."

It was a bit surprising that the young man took this matter seriously, but he felt it was normal, because Rong Xiao had said from the beginning that he liked acting very much.

Fu Weize nodded: "You are right, did you record your homework yesterday?"

Fu Weize would record for him every time he performed the homework left by the teacher. It was just the subject of the homework last class. Facing Fu Weize's face, Rong Xiao couldn't let it go.

Fu Weize didn't hear Rong Xiao's voice, so he turned his head and looked over.

Seeing the child pursing his lips, his cheeks flushed slightly, he was about to ask him if he was not feeling well, but Rong Xiao handed him the phone: "Think it over, let's start."

Fu Weize picked up the phone, didn't think much about bringing up the camera, and asked, "What's the theme?"

"Confession."

"Ok?"

Hearing these two words suddenly, Fu Weize looked up at Rong Xiao.

Thinking that he didn't hear clearly, Rong Xiao said it again with a blushing face. After hearing this, Fu Weize lowered his eyes with a smile and said in a low voice, "So it's this."

No wonder the face is so red.

Rong Xiao gave him a false look, closed his eyes and adjusted his emotions.

Although performing a confession to Fu Weize's face made him a little uncomfortable.

But once he enters the state, he will look like a different person again.

In the camera, Rong Xiao ran in from the outside, a little apprehension and panic in his bright black eyes, his footsteps suddenly slowed down, his eyes turned into surprise, as if seeing a scene that surprised him.

Then the bright eyes dimmed, but were soon replaced by anger, the hand hanging by the side unconsciously clenched into a fist, biting his lip, seemingly unwilling.

The next second, he came over suddenly, and stretched out his hands to support the wall behind Fu Weize's head. The moment he met Fu Weize's eyes, his originally strong aura weakened. His fair face was slightly reddish, and he could no longer maintain his aggressive side. Rong Xiao frowned unwillingly, and his beautiful deer eyes were full of spring water. He seemed to be wronged but refused to admit defeat, which could arouse people's desire to conquer: "What do you like about him? Not as good as him, don't like him, like me, okay?"

Fu Weize's throat rolled, and he almost blurted out the word "good", when he was suddenly pushed away, Rong Xiao, who took the phone away, regained his senses.

The voice was a little hoarse: "The acting is very good."

Rong Xiao, who looked down at the playback a little apprehensively, heard Fu Weize's words, his eyes lit up: "Really, I think I didn't let go just now."

"Really?" Being looked at by Rong Xiao like this, Fu Weize suddenly felt a little thirsty. Thinking of Rong Xiao's appearance just now when he confessed, he felt that no matter who the child confessed to, no one would be willing to refuse.

At this moment, Fu Weize suddenly didn't want this scene to happen, or in other words, didn't want it to happen to anyone other than him.

Rong Xiao read it once, and felt that it was not as bad as he thought, so he was a little relieved.

He raised his head and smiled at Fu Weize: "Fortunately, it's better than I thought."

Little did he know that his smile made Fu Weize's heart tremble again, who had been disturbed by his confession.

Fu Weize felt a little over the top.

When Cheng Bo came in, Fu Weize had just adjusted his mentality, looked at the person who came in and said to Rong Xiao: "Master Rong, I want to have a private talk with Master Weize."

"Okay, I'll go out first."

After Rong Xiao finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Fu Weize, saw him nodding, and then went out.

"What's the matter, Uncle Cheng?" Fu Weize asked after closing the door.

"Master, the old man hurried out after receiving a call in the afternoon. Just now, I wanted to ask him when he would be back, but found that his cell phone was turned off. I called the company, and they said that the husband hadn't been there. I'm a little worried now."

"Is the driver there?"

"The driver's phone is also off."

Just as he was talking, the mobile phone on the table rang. After Fu Weize connected it, he said directly: "Something happened, sir, we haven't seen anyone."

Fu Weize's face darkened instantly: "Check Fu Hengyu's communication records and locate his address."

Hearing Fu Weize's words, Cheng Bo's face turned pale: "Impossible, no matter how much the Second Young Master messes around, he can't treat the old man..."

"Go out and prepare the car." Interrupting Cheng Bo with one sentence, his cold and hard attitude instantly made Cheng Bo quiet down, and he nodded respectfully and went out.

Seeing Cheng Bo come out of the room with a dazed expression, Rong Xiao subconsciously opened the door to go in, and heard Fu Weize say, "Change into clothes and go out with me."

Noticing that Fu Weize's expression was gone before he became gentle, his heart tightened and he didn't ask any more questions. After quickly changing Fu Weize's clothes, he pushed him out of the room.

Get into the car prepared by Cheng Bo.

On the way, Rong Xiao sat quietly at the side, listening to Fu Weize call Zhou Hongyan: "Second Aunt, Second Uncle is with you, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. He and I are divorced. Don't call me if you have nothing to do..."

"You tell him, if he is really not afraid of death, just do what he wants to do."

After Fu Weize finished speaking, he cut off the phone, and soon received a location message on his phone, and threw the phone to the driver: "Go here, hurry up."

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