The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"I know." The boy's eyes darkened, and he said indifferently, "So what if I know?"

"So what if you know?" Zhuo Qingfan hated iron for being weak, "She's just a courtesan, a courtesan who uses men for profit, and she's so many years older than you, she's not good enough for you!"

"I know." Fu Yunyi shrugged, lowered his eyes and snorted, "I'm going to get married soon, so I naturally know her better than Mr. Zhuo."

"What do you know about her?"

"She is romantic and selfish. She married me only because of my family background and money. She doesn't love me. She just wants to use me. I even know that she has several regular lovers in the night market. Soon, many indecent photos of her were exposed on the Internet."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart tightened together: "So, this kind of person, why did you marry her? She is not a good match, and you will not be happy."

"But she is the daughter of WorldCom Bank." The boy lowered his eyes and said quietly, "No matter how unbearable she is, no matter how ugly her character is, she holds the gold medal of WorldCom Bank in her hand. Fu Wanlin said that Huafeng is now It is developing rapidly, and if we can marry Worldcom again, it will be even more powerful, and in the next 50 years, there will not be any film and television company in Beijing that can compare with Huafeng."

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

"It means that this marriage is out of my control." Fu Yunyi turned his head, stared into the man's eyes and said, "Mr. Zhuo, my marriage has long been controlled by others. Fu Wanlin said that I must marry Jiang Manli, even if I don't like her , and even hate her."

"How did this happen?" Zhuo Qingfan shook his head in disbelief, "Why are you still under the control of Fu Wanlin? Aren't you the chairman of Huafeng? Can't you be your own master?"

"I am indeed the chairman of Huafeng, but this is only a temporary position." The boy explained solemnly,

"Most of the company's shares are actually still in Fu Wanlin's hands. If he doesn't give it to me after death, then I'm nothing, so I have to listen to him, and I also have responsibilities. As the sole heir of the Fu family , I have the responsibility to make Huafeng stronger and stronger."

"You have a fart responsibility!" Zhuo Qingfan suddenly stood up from the sofa angrily, "What is this called? After a long time, you are being coerced?!"

Fu Yunyi lowered his eyes: "No, I did it voluntarily, who made me Fu Wanlin's son."

"No!" Zhuo Qingfan grabbed the boy's hand, "You can't marry that woman, you follow me!"

"Brother." Fu Yunyi yelled helplessly, broke away from the man's wrist and said, "It's useless, I can't leave."

Zhuo Qingfan froze: "Why can't you leave? Since you don't want to, why continue to stay here."

"I've said it before, I'm not unwilling, I'm willing to marry Jiang Manli," the boy whispered, "Fu Wanlin is my father, no matter what, I shouldn't disobey him, and I'm the only son of the Fu family now, so I should Think big."

"You put yourself out for the sake of the overall situation?" Zhuo Qingfan growled, "Why, why do you have to suffer this kind of grievance."

"Don't talk about it." Fu Yunyi stood up from the sofa, stared into the man's eyes and said, "Brother, no one is to blame, this is my own choice, my fate has been arranged, in this life, I am doomed to love No, doomed to be controlled by others, doomed to be unhappy..."

After speaking, the boy turned and walked upstairs.

"Xiao Yi!" Zhuo Qingfan grabbed the boy's wrist.

"Brother, I don't want to talk anymore." Fu Yunyi shook off the man's hand and said, "Don't call me, I want to go upstairs to rest for a while."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yunyi took a step and went upstairs without looking back.

Looking at the lonely back of the boy, Zhuo Qingfan was so distressed that he didn't know what to say.

***

As soon as Fu Yunyi went upstairs, he immediately called Xin Li.

"Hey?"

"Xin Li." Fu Yunyi said anxiously, "Do you have Jiang Manli's phone number?"

Xin Li frowned: "Why do you need her phone?"

"Invite her to play."

"what?"

"I told Zhuo Qingfan a big lie." Fu Yunyi frowned, "Accidentally overacted. Anyway, Jiang Manli must cooperate now!"

Xin Li was stunned for a moment, then suddenly startled: "Your brother is back?!"

"Yes, I came back last night."

"Congratulations, congratulations." Xin Li laughed, "Seeking kindness is rewarding." After finishing speaking, the boy frowned again, and asked suspiciously, "However, what did you lie to your brother?"

Fu Yunyi lowered his eyes: "I said...I said that I couldn't help myself, that marrying Jiang Manli was a family marriage, and that I was controlled by Fu Wanlin, and that I was forced."

"Pfft---" Xin Li couldn't hold back his laughter, "Forced? Still under the control of Fu Wanlin, haha, you are now the leader of Huafeng, and the shares are all in your name. Even if Fu Wanlin is your father, the company's business Son, I have to listen to you obediently, by the way, your brother...wouldn't really believe your nonsense."

"I believe it." Fu Yunyi sighed, "He is easy to deceive, and he will believe it after a few words."

Xin Li frowned: "Then why are you telling such difficult lies? Don't you just want to trick him back, now that your brother is back, what are you fussing about?"

"It's my fault." Fu Yunyi closed his eyes, "I wanted to see him feel sorry for me, but in the end it was too much."

Xin Li: "...just to make him love you?"

"Ah."

"You can do it."

"Stop talking nonsense." Fu Yunyi whispered, "Do you have her number?"

"Yes." Xin Li snorted, "Actually, you don't need to ask me, Jiang Manli's number, just go to any social networking site and search, you can find it..."

"You send it on my phone." Fu Yunyi interrupted the boy's thoughts, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Xin Li sighed, "I wish you good luck." After speaking, the boy hung up the phone.

Zhuo Qingfan was sitting on the sofa downstairs, thinking of what else to say to persuade Fu Yunyi, and was meditating when the bedroom door upstairs suddenly opened, and Fu Yunyi hurried down the stairs.