This commander of the bend is not to be broken!

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"Has this bastard Fu Xiaohan come back?" As the sun was getting dark, Fu Shaorong had just come down from the government office, and the room was full of shouts.The members of the Fu family are old and rough, and they have no great interest in the books of sages and sages. They are only talented in the art of war.On the other hand, Fu Xiaohan, probably inherited from his mother, looks very gentle, and he is good at studying and studying. He can talk about being rich in school at a young age, but he has learned [-]% of his father's grandfather's full of foul language, but Fu Xiaohan is very old-fashioned. , has always been polite in front of outsiders.That day when he swears at Cheng Yuchun so much, he is out of breath.Fu Xiaohan was a very sensitive child since he was a child, because his father was very powerful, and his mother was just the fate of his parents, and he had no relationship with him. Fu Shaorong was not good to his mother either, and he had never seen them sleep together since he could remember. But Fu Shaorong is very clean and self-conscious, he doesn't go out to ask for flowers, but he is a bit colder towards his mother and son. The relationship between father and son is neither good nor bad.

"The young master has gone out and hasn't come back yet." Fu Xiaohan's little follower Xiao Wuzi replied.

"When he comes back, tell him to kneel in front of the hall, don't disgrace my Fu family." Fu Shaorong straightened his sleeves, asked his servants to change his casual clothes for him, changed his military uniform, and went out alone. Door.

About a quarter of an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Liyuan. The young man at the gate was very courteous, and when he opened the car door, someone spoke up: "General Fu is here. It just so happens that there is Boss Cheng playing today. General Fu has always loved his plays the most. Boss Cheng!" It’s in the backstage, now it’s a good time to have a few words with him.”

Fu Shaorong took out an ocean from his arms and threw it into the boy's arms, then walked to the backstage.

"Hello, Master Fu." Fu Shaorong is a general, he is respectfully called Master Fu outside, he is a frequent visitor to the Liyuan, and all the servants in the garden know him very well.

The boy's loud shout startled Cheng Yuchun who was in the room. Fortunately, Fu Xiaohan left early, but his father and father were destined, just as he left one, he came back again.

Fu Shaorong smiled when he saw him when he entered the room. The two fathers are very similar, but Fu Xiaohan is fairer, and Fu Shaorong's lines are more rigid. Fu Xiaohan is not very big to Cheng Yuchun.

"Master Fu." Cheng Yuchun saluted him.

"Boss Cheng, I, Fu Shaorong, have always kept secrets from people. You can't fight me. I, Fu Shaorong, can get anyone I want. I don't like to force others to make things difficult for me. You If you want to stay in the theater in Qingzhou, you should weigh it carefully."

"I'm just an actor, why did you force me here?"

"I will give you three months, and I want you to be willing." After saying that, he left.

When Fu Xiaohan returned to Fu's house, he knelt down. His father walked in and glanced at the door, but didn't say anything.

Since ancient times, people have been divided into three, six, and nine classes, with prostitutes and actresses being the last class, who have never been in control of their lives, and those who have a little good looks are reduced to the playthings of wealthy families, regardless of gender.

Cheng Yuchun knew early on that he was just a toy sooner or later, but it was very prudent to choose a reliable backer as a toy.He, Cheng Yuchun, was not a virtuous man, nor did he have the ridiculous dignity of the world. He was abandoned since he was a child, and he saw the warmth and coldness of people all over the world, and he only wanted to find a good backer.He didn't know if Fu Shaorong was a strong backer, he was thinking about it.

As for Fu Shaorong, he probably also had some sincerity towards him. He had never thought of possessing someone in his half life as a soldier, but Cheng Yuchun did it and made him want to possess him.

Maybe it's because of his feminine-like handsome eyebrows, melodious voice, and slender figure, or because of his graceful demeanor on the stage, and his affectionate peach blossom eyes, which make people feel happy with every frown and frown.

He already had a wife, and he was powerful enough not to care about other people's opinions, so Cheng Yuchun followed him wholeheartedly, and he felt very comfortable thinking about it.

And his kneeling son was thinking of the same person at the moment.

"It's from Master Fu."

There were three large trays on the table, covered with red silk. "Master Fu said, it's a little trick, I hope you will accept it." Cheng Yuchun lifted a piece of red silk, and the eighteen ingots of gold ingots stabbed people's eyes sorely, presumably it was Fu Shaorong's so-called betrothal gift.

"Let's put it aside." Cheng Yuchun only said three words lightly, the boy who came to give the gift was a little embarrassed, nodded and bowed and smiled, not knowing how to return to life.

For a month, Cheng Yuchun continued to sing happily, and Fu Shaorong didn't force him.

It's the season of rejuvenation, and the weather is getting warmer. Fu Xiaohan misses spring day by day, but he can't find an excuse to look for him. He always secretly goes to Liyuan to watch Cheng Yuchun's play. He comes and goes, and he hasn't seen him for a month.