The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"I don't care how much you lose." The boy snorted, "My brother is priceless, his innocent reputation was ruined by you, do you think the dirty money you lost can cover this debt?

Fu Yiheng was shocked: "What do you mean?"

The boy snorted and said, "It means that this matter is not over yet, so where is it going? You still have a long way to go to get your revenge."

"Fu Yunyi." The man's voice trembled slightly, "You don't have to do such a trick, do you?"

"How can Mr. Fu have a long memory?" Fu Yunyi said coldly, "You can't even tell who you can touch and who you can't. If you don't hit you, who will you hit?"

Fu Yiheng shivered violently at the boy's sullen tone, the fear in his heart was like vines, densely crawling all over his heart.

But even though he was afraid, the man still held on to his last face and said softly:

"Fu Yunyi, you don't have to be so complacent. Lingmei has seen a lot of turmoil and waves. After so many years, it still stands tall. Its foundation is very stable. Don't think that you can bring it down with these dirty tricks!"

Fu Yunyi smiled lightly: "Then I'll wait and see. I want to see how Mr. Fu Yiheng can bring the company, which was half paralyzed, back to life."

After speaking, the boy hung up the phone.

Hearing the beeping busy tone on the other end of the microphone, Fu Yiheng's pent-up anger exploded all of a sudden, and he slammed the phone in his hand against the opponent's wall.

With a "bang", the phone fell to the floor along the wall.

Fu Yiheng was like a wild beast that had been stabbed blind, running around the office with red eyes.

With nowhere to vent his anger, the cell phone that fell on the ground suddenly vibrated tenaciously again.

Fu Yiheng stepped forward angrily and kicked, but the phone was still vibrating.

The man bent down to pick up the phone, and wanted to throw it out again, but when he saw the caller ID, his eyes flickered, he hesitated for a while, and he pressed the connect button.

"Hello?" Fu Yiheng's voice was impatient.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?" A deep middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the microphone.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Fu Yiheng suppressed the hostility in his heart, and said helplessly, "I'm very busy, I'm working now."

"I know you're working." Fu Zhanlin snorted coldly, "I'm busy as you are busy. If you had promised to meet that little girl from the Xue family, I wouldn't bother to call you!"

The man's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up.

The Xue family?yes.

Xue Yanxiao.

The daughter of the chairman of Beijing Wantong Bank.

The two of them met at a banquet half a year ago. He pictured Xue Yanxiao as pretty, chased her for a few days, and after going to bed, he got bored and ignored her. Unexpectedly, Xue Yanxiao actually fell in love with her. For the past six months, I have been chasing him all day long.

It's just that he put all his attention on Zhuo Qingfan and didn't pay attention to her at all.

But now....

Now that the company is in dire straits, it is the time when funds are scarce. Xue Yanxiao's father is the chairman of Vantone Bank. If he can marry Xue Yanxiao and the two families are married, then the capital turnover will not be a problem at all!

As long as he has money, he has the confidence to bring Lingmei back to life.

He is confident that he can pull that Fu Yunyi down!

With perseverance, a strange excitement rose from the bottom of my heart.

"Dad!" The man trembled with excitement, "Don't worry, I originally planned to ask Xue Yanxiao out, and after work, I will drive to her house to pick her up."

Fu Zhanlin frowned, and said in surprise: "You have changed too fast, you said you didn't like this girl in the morning, how long has it been, and you are so active?"

Fu Yiheng said calmly, "Are you unhappy when I am positive?"

"Happy, happy." Fu Zhanlin came back to his senses and said hastily, "Of course I'm happy. It's best if you can figure it out. You are the general manager of Lingmei, and you will be the chairman in the future. You can't just rely on your own marriage." will."

Fu Yiheng's eyes darkened: "Dad, I understand."

*****

three days.

Zhuo Qingfan felt like a bright mirror in his heart, the three days he promised was actually just a step down for himself.

On the surface, he rejected Fu Yunyi's approach, but in fact, he was in his heart.

He had already silently accepted his feelings for him.

It's just that his cowardice and avoidance all the time made him unable to admit it.

Does he like Fu Yunyi?

He couldn't figure it out.

All he knew was that he didn't want Fu Yunyi to leave now, and he didn't want Fu Yunyi to fall in love with other people.

He really couldn't tell whether this faint desire for monopoly was family affection or love.

Say you like him?It doesn't seem to be counted, when he sees him, he just loves him like he loves Qiao Xiaonan. This kind of distress only comes from family affection.

Don't like him?No, if you don't like it, how can you acquiesce that he can do whatever he wants and cater to his kisses?

Can't tell.

Since you can't tell the difference...then don't tell the difference.

Get confused.

Zhuo Qingfan held the steering wheel tightly, staring darkly at the busy traffic in front of the window.

Life is already so hard, why insist on clinging to those who are stubborn and hurt yourself and the people you care about most.

If accepting this relationship can make Fu Yunyi happy and make him feel happy, why doesn't he try it?

Maybe, he will really fall in love with him slowly...

"Father!" An excited and childish voice broke Zhuo Qingfan's contemplation.

The man suddenly came back to his senses, and turned his head to look out the car window. Qiao Xiaonan was standing at the school gate with a small schoolbag on his back and waved to him excitedly. The man smiled silently, took off his seat belt and opened the door to get out of the car.

"Father." Qiao Xiaonan led the man and said as he walked, "What are you thinking? I've been calling you for a long time. It's as if you didn't hear me in the car."

"I'm sorry." Zhuo Qingfan rubbed the child's head and said softly, "Papa was thinking about what to make for you for lunch, so he was a little distracted."

"It's all right."

The two of them were talking when a deep voice suddenly came in.