The reborn husband becomes pregnant

The weekly meeting of the market, the so-called weekly meeting, is to pick a few new expensive goods from the market every week and put them on the stage one by one. It has been doing this for several years. It was originally an upright and authentic appraisal meeting, but after the Yan family took over the antique market, it became a gambling meeting for betting on stones or the authenticity of antiques. Antique collectors or stone gamblers use this as a shortcut to getting rich and famous, who

To be a blockbuster at the weekly meeting, there must be a place in the antique market in Pingcheng and surrounding cities in the future.

But tonight, because of Ni Yu's arrival, the previous situation of more than five people participating in the game was broken. This night, he was the only one who gambled with Fucheng, and other gamblers were turned away. In other words, it was obviously Ni Yu. A gamble with Fucheng.

With the urgent sound of gongs and drums, the host first presented the first antique, and as soon as the red cloth was pulled away, an exquisitely carved cloud-patterned bowl stood safely on the plate. The host shouted loudly: "This is the No. Please present the new goods in the shop to the two gamblers."

A young woman in a red cheongsam passed by Ni Yu and Fu Cheng with a bowl. Ni Yu picked up the bowl and looked around, groping for the lines on the bowl from time to time. After groping over and over again, a sarcastic smile burst out.

When he arrived in front of Fu Cheng, Fu Cheng put the bowl in his palm with his hand, and his fingers slowly wrapped it up. He closed his eyes and felt the temperature from his palm with his heart. The temperature of the bowl was always cold to the bone. He was silent for a while, I already knew the answer in my heart.

When the woman in the cheongsam returned to the rostrum holding the tray, Fu Qingtian approached his ear and asked, "Did you see it?"

Fu Cheng nodded with a smile, and said in a low voice, "It's a fake."

Not long after the game started, Fu Cheng immediately gave the word "fake", causing an uproar in the audience, and the face of the No. [-] shop owner turned green. He stood up and wanted to curse,

Unexpectedly, Ni Yu also revealed the result, and even agreed that it was a fake. The crowd booed all over the place. After a while, several experts at the appraisal table also researched the results and confirmed that it was a fake.

The first round was a draw, and in the next two rounds, one was for betting on stones, and the other was for judging the emerald green dragon and phoenix wine cup. Unexpectedly, both rounds were tied. There was a look of surprise on Ni Yu's tough face.

He Zhi Ni Yu was also deeply surprised, and the audience watching from the sidelines talked about it.

"I didn't expect the young master of the Fu family to be so powerful. I heard that Young Master Ni has been watching treasures with his grandpa who robbed graves since he was a child. He has eyesight and can tell the truth. How did the young master of the Fu family learn such skills?" A middle-aged appraiser on the Internet said to the old appraiser next to him in confusion.

The old appraiser nodded, "It's really strange. I have been in the antique industry for more than 30 years, and I have never seen Fu Shao involved in antiques. Today's skills are really eye-opening. Take the stone gambling just now as an example. People who have gambled on stones for ten years may not be able to bet on the value of that piece of jade, but he guessed it right. Even if it is luck, how can you tell the emerald dragon and phoenix wine glass in the third round? But after being appraised by the Hong Kong auction, not even a senior antique appraiser can see it, so how could he recognize it as a fake?"

Speaking of this, the two appraisers looked at each other, then shook their heads in puzzlement, and someone from Ni Yu's side also bowed to him and asked, "Young Master Ni, is it really the first time for Young Master Fu to be involved in antiques? "

With a calm and tough face, Ni Yu only stared at Fu Cheng opposite with his dark eyes, and after a while, he replied: "It should be, I haven't heard of him."

"That's really weird, among other things, how could he guess that the emerald was inside when he gambled on the stone just now, and he won the bet with just a small knife cut, isn't it amazing? .”

Ni Yu smiled indifferently, "Is it amazing, let's see how he bets in the next round?"

The words were calm, but in Ni Yu's heart, this Young Master Fu who had just been involved in the antique world was indeed a bit miraculous. Before the Ni family participated in the revolution, their ancestors had always made a living by robbing tombs, and everyone in the Ni family had practiced treasure hunting Good skills, after joining the revolution, because of his red roots, many of these disgraceful past events were deliberately covered up, but the family still has a hand, which is only passed on to his immediate family members. A little child prodigy in the antique world, he can appraise treasures and imitate treasures, and imitations are more valuable than real ones.

This also created Ni Yu's indifferent and arrogant temperament. As for the young master of the Fu family, he had never heard of this person's name. After a bet tonight, he really opened his eyes. Where does this person have good eyesight?Or, good luck?

But Ni Yu's eyes are still poisonous. When he was appraising the treasure just now, his eyes kept staring at Fu Cheng. He found that Fu Cheng basically didn't look at the treasure, but just touched it. This is a bit strange. It is impossible to learn by touching without looking at the treasures. With Ni Yu's 20 years of training from childhood to adulthood, how long would it take to develop his current eyesight.

"The next one, if he wins the bet, then we have to check his background." Ni Yu said calmly.

At this time, because all three rounds were tied, the organizer on the field had to move out the last treasure, which was actually a painting of a falcon in autumn harvest. According to the introduction of the organizer, this painting was a famous painting returned from overseas. The French-Chinese spent half their life savings to buy the painting, but had to put it up for auction because the family business went bankrupt.

The picture scroll unfolded slowly, the picture was well preserved, and the colors and objects were all lifelike. Ni Yu was extremely cautious about this painting, carefully inspecting it for a long time before transferring it to Fucheng.

When Fu Cheng saw the painting and was about to touch it with his hands, Ni Yu said loudly: "This painting is already an ancient painting, and it cannot withstand touching. Young Master Cheng, if you break it, you will be considered a loser."

Fu Cheng's hand paused, he couldn't tell the truth from the fake without touching him, but just by his eyesight...

"Don't be nervous, if you really can't identify it, just come out to play, it's okay." Fu Qingtian squeezed his palm and said in relief.

But Fu Cheng was not reconciled, he had supernatural powers, and he couldn't just lose in the last game. He moved closer, stared at the painting carefully, as if he saw some smoke floating on the painting, and with his fingertips Carefully swipe across the thin screen, and a warm current suddenly adsorbed on his fingertips. He looked at the lukewarm fingertips and smiled knowingly.

In the end, the conclusion was that it was genuine. Not only that, but Fu Cheng also accurately stated the age of the Autumn Harvest Falcon Picture, which shocked everyone in the audience.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, the young master of the Fu family can see through the authenticity at a glance. This, this is really a divine eye that I have never seen before." Putting down the treasure appraising utensils in his hand, the middle-aged appraiser praised in disbelief .

The old appraiser shook his head incomprehensibly, "What a genius, a genius."

Ni Yu's tough face gradually became ugly. He didn't see it this time. In other words, he thought it was an imitation. This kind of old picture is unlikely to be well preserved. Moreover, this Autumn Harvest Falcon Tuhe also heard from his grandfather that it had been destroyed by tomb robbers long ago and had been lost at all. He didn't expect that someone actually got the real thing, but he couldn't see it.

There is no doubt that a loss will determine the outcome of this game.

The crowd erupted into warm applause, and the most excited was Shao Feng in the VIP seat, who stood up and shouted: "Good! Good!" .

"That kid really deserves a beating!" A bodyguard next to Ni Yu immediately stood up and shouted, "What's his name, it's none of your business!"

Shao Feng smiled triumphantly, glanced at the strong bodyguard, then raised his middle finger even more arrogantly, ignored the bodyguard's face livid with anger, stood up arrogantly as before, and did not forget to challenge Ni Yu when he passed by. Take a look, "If you don't have any skills, don't start a game like someone else. Antique expert? God of Gamblers? Hehe, it's amazing, but that's all. Pingcheng is not a small place, so don't show your skills to shame."

"You..." The bodyguard was about to step forward, but Ni Yu waved his hand to stop him, staring at Shao Feng with a pair of dark eyes, a playful smile appeared on his hard-lined face, but he didn't say anything.

Shao Feng glanced at him, snorted, then ignored him and walked towards Fucheng.

"Young Master Ni, what should we do now?"

"Go and find out all about Fu Shao's whereabouts in the past ten years, the most detailed, and don't let go of any details." Ni Yu slowly took a cup of tea and sipped slowly. His mood was not as bad as others imagined? , because he found someone more interesting.

He is very interested in people who are more arrogant than himself.

"By the way, by the way, check the information of that childish boy, especially his love history. From the first love to the people who have slept with him recently, they are all listed for me."

"Aha? He..." The bodyguard was stunned for a while, seeing Ni Yu's probing eyes raised, "Is there a problem?"

"No, no. I'll do it right away."

After a gamble in the Pingcheng antique market, Fucheng's name immediately became famous in the Pingcheng antique circle. Mr. Yan and others took the initiative to come to the door and specially hired him as an antique appraiser to appraise antiques for the upper-class celebrities and wealthy businessmen in Pingcheng.

Fu Qingtian was not very optimistic about this, he politely rejected Mr. Yan's kindness, after sending him out, he turned his head to look at Fu Cheng who was peeling oranges for Xiaomanman, thought for a while, walked over and sat beside him and asked: " do you want to go?"

"You rejected it for me, how could I have any idea." Fu Cheng put a piece of orange into Xiao Manman's mouth, giggling to make him laugh.

Fu Qingtian caressed his back, sighed softly, "Xiaocheng, I don't want you to have any deep involvement with the Yan family."

Fu Cheng raised his eyes and smiled at him, "You don't want me to be a star in the eyes of others, do you?"

It's true that Fu Qingtian didn't want his small town to be too eye-catching. Even if it was eye-catching, it was in the shopping malls, not this kind of field. When he saw Ni Yu's wolf-like dark eyes, and Mr. The greedy eyes, the admiring eyes of the circle of gamblers outside the court, these made Fu Qingtian feel uneasy, and he even regretted that Fu Cheng should not have accepted the game, even if he lost, it would be more jealous than the current situation. It's better to be in a situation where you can't wait to eat melons.

He didn't have a lot of thoughts, he was just afraid that the small town would cause unnecessary trouble, he just wanted his small town to be safe.

Fu Qingtian smiled warmly and said: "You are still smart. It is good to have this ability, but in the eyes of gamblers in the antique world, you will undoubtedly become the target of public criticism. So it is better for you to keep a low profile. Ni Yu's person, I don't think he will just admit defeat obediently like this, and he must be more careful in doing things in the future."

"Got it, I understand what you mean." Fu Cheng smiled slightly, of course he understood what Fu Qingtian was thinking, anyway, he didn't rely on this ability to make a living, with Qingtian around, what was he afraid of?

It's just that Fu Cheng doesn't know now that a dark tide is slowly unfolding. In the future, he never imagined that one day he will live with supernatural powers.

After taking over the trading company again, Fu Cheng's life has also become busy. Although Fu Qingtian is shaded by the big tree, he still can't neglect it. Therefore, Fu Cheng had no choice but to accept some entertainment, and it was inevitable that he would deal with the Yan family, a large business family in Pingcheng.

Old Man Yan focused on collecting antiques, and the trading company of the Yan family was basically looked after by Yan Zhengqing. Although he looked like a playboy, he was instilled with a lot of economic ideas by Old Man Yan since he was a child, and the trading company was still running smoothly.

When dealing with playboys, it is natural to attend some small gatherings of noble sons. The people who attend are usually small business owners, rich second generations, and second generation officials, plus starlets or young models as embellishments.

It was night, the coffee shop on the second floor of the Vienna revolving restaurant was booked out, and a crowd of young people in luxurious and gorgeous clothes laughed and flocked. Not far from the restaurant downstairs, Fu Cheng parked his car and looked up at this dazzling restaurant. Smiling helplessly, he lowered his head and sent a text message to Fu Qingtian, "I'll be back soon, what a boring party."

Fu Qingtian replied quickly: Honey, this is the only way to go, remember not to drink too much, call me if you need something.

Fu Cheng looked at the phone and smiled, then put the phone in the pocket of the windbreaker and walked towards the Vienna restaurant. When he passed a narrow alley, he heard a few suppressed laughter inadvertently. He stopped and looked back suspiciously at the narrow alley. Looking around, I happened to see Yan Zhengqing's car gleaming dimly, and the two figures on the car body were stuck together like glue, and the sound of kisses like water was very clear in the empty and narrow alley.

I don't know which young model and starlet was hooked by Mr. Yan, Fu Cheng smiled coldly, and when he turned around to leave, his eyes suddenly blurred, and he looked back at the two of them again.

The person who was pressed against the car was wearing an elegant white suit, and the man who was kissed on the chest of the disheveled shirt was dangling with a string of all-too-familiar five-star wooden chains. Fu Cheng couldn't help taking a breath, his Looking up slowly, a fair and beautiful face was nestled in Yan Zhengqing's arms, smiling charmingly.

This person is Zeng Xiaoyu!

52 White Lotus Counterattack

Fu Cheng was stunned for a few minutes, how could Zeng Xiaoyu have that wooden chain?He covered his forehead and closed his eyes. After taking a few deep breaths, he looked at Narrow again? , but found that Yan Zhengqing had let go of Zeng Xiaoyu, and the two hugged each other and entered the Vienna restaurant through the back door. At the moment when the door was about to close, Fu Cheng vaguely saw Zeng Xiaoyu looking back with a faint smile.

The private room was full of voices, and the people who came were all young people dressed in luxurious and extravagant clothes, and their backgrounds were either rich or expensive. A group of people sang and danced, competed with each other, and had a crazy time.

Fu Cheng was huddled in a corner by himself, and people came to chat with him from time to time, but they were all bored by his perfunctory smile, and everyone was looking for something else after sitting for a while, he let out a soft breath, He raised his hand and looked at his watch, thinking about what to leave.

Amidst the swaying figures, he couldn't help looking for that thin figure. Yan Zhengqing hugged Zeng Xiaoyu from the moment he came in, without hesitation, and even kissed passionately in public. Everyone in this group of young people was familiar with it, and many of them shouted Coaxing and whistling, the scene was chaotic for a while.

Seeing this scene, Fu Cheng could only sit farther away. He was still thinking about the wooden chain, but the strange thing was that there was no wooden chain around Zeng Xiaoyu's neck when he entered the private room. The neck was inspected, but there was no trace of a chain on the open shirt collar.

Was it just a hallucination?Fu Cheng leaned in the shadows and looked at Zeng Xiaoyu carefully.

Xiaoyu hasn't changed from when he was a child, he still looks so cute and cute, the only difference is that he seems to have really talked to Yan Zhengqing, and he is snuggling in Yan Zhengqing's arms at this time, his smile is as cute as a juvenile chrysanthemum, and he is wearing a white suit The dress made him look even more delicate and charming. Anyone who sees this appearance will be moved. There are many young people, rich and young, who surround him and tease him with each sentence.

"See, your cousin is very popular." A voice came close to his ears, Fu Cheng paused, and turned to look at the speaker, uh, the face is not unfamiliar, it is someone who has had a one-to-one relationship before The company is small, and it seems to be called Yang Cheng.

"Xiaoyu is very popular, it's the same everywhere." Fu Cheng said plainly, taking a sip of champagne.

Yang Cheng smiled at him, his eyes a little presumptuous, "Young Master Fu, you look good too, why don't you look like him?"

As he said, he wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, tightened his five fingers, pinched his waist, and said in a low voice: "Are you in good shape, or should we find a place to have a good chat?"

"No need, I'm not interested in this." Fu Cheng suppressed the smile on his face, he pushed Yang Cheng's hand away, stood up and said seriously: "I'm sorry I'm sorry, you guys take your time."

"Ms. Fu is angry? Isn't this kind of thing very common? Hey, don't go."

Fu Cheng turned around quickly and put his voice behind him. This kind of chaotic party vowed not to come again. It's really going downhill. There are all kinds of people. He put down his glass and was about to leave from the dark place At that moment, Zeng Xiaoyu shouted from behind: "Cousin, are you leaving?"

His cry made everyone look at Fu Cheng. Even the music stopped. For a while, everyone in the audience looked at him quietly. Fu Cheng had to stop, turned around and forced a smile. , sorry and said: "I left a little early, you play slowly."

"Cousin, what's the fun if you're not alone with me, why don't you come over and have a drink with everyone." Zeng Xiaoyu went to hold his hand, put a glass of red wine in his hand, and said with a bright smile: "I know Cousin is not bad, come on, who will fight wine with my cousin?"

Several people immediately responded to this call, who wouldn't be happy to share wine with the young master of the Fu family, besides, these noble gentlemen saw him sitting alone all night with indifferent expressions, he was beautiful and cold, making it difficult for people to get close to him, in their hearts They were so itchy that they couldn't do anything, Zeng Xiaoyu's words gave them an opportunity, as long as they had a drink, who wouldn't let it go?

So several people rushed forward, Yang Cheng was the first to hold a goblet, and said with a wicked smile: "Let me come and fight with Fu Shao first, I heard that there was an antique fair a few days ago In the game, Young Master Fu became a blockbuster, and he actually won against the well-known young master of the Ni family in the antique world. It's really amazing, and he must be even better in the wine competition tonight."

"That's right, that's right, Young Master Fu, let's all open our eyes again." Others followed suit.

When Fu Cheng heard it, his head was getting big. He knows how to appraise treasures, but he is really powerless to fight for wine, not to mention he can't stand this group of mobs. He politely waved his hand and refused: "I'm sorry, I really have something to do first. Let's go, see you next time."

"Cousin, how can you leave as soon as you say, everyone is excited, you can fight with Young Master Yang." Zeng Xiaoyu pulled him and smiled, and put the goblet into his hand in a blink of an eye, paying Cheng really didn't want to mess around with this group of people, so he pushed and refused. Unexpectedly, with just a slight push, the goblet fell to the ground, shattered, and glass shards splashed everywhere.

"Py——It hurts!" Zeng Xiaoyu screamed softly as if being stabbed by a needle, his fair and delicate face suddenly showed a look of pain, his big and bright eyes turned red instantly, tears rolled in the eye sockets, When she raised her eyes, she looked at Fu Cheng sadly, and said pitifully, "Cousin, you...don't be angry..."

Fu Cheng was stunned, he didn't expect his hand to be so strong, but, but he just pushed it away gently, it was not enough to break Xiaoyu's hand, let alone hurt Xiaoyu's hand, he raised his eyes and looked at Zeng Xiaoyu saw Zeng Xiaoyu's delicate and lovely face distorted in pain, as delicate and pitiful as a wounded white lotus.

"Young Master Fu, you look down on people, don't you? If you don't drink, you don't drink. Why are you embarrassing Xiaoyu?" Yan Zhengqing pulled away from the crowd and walked in front of him angrily, "Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Yan Zhengqing supported Zeng Xiaoyu to protect him He said, turned his head and glared at Fu Cheng again, and said coldly: "Young Master Fu is too arrogant, I can't afford you here, please go back, Young Master Fu, and I won't bother you in the future."

Fu Cheng was speechless for a moment, he looked around, and found that the young people present were all looking at him with disgust and disdain, and everyone was sneering and whispering sarcasm.

"It turns out that the young master of the Fu family has such a temper, didn't he notice it before?"

"That's right, you don't give face to your cousin like this, hmph, the family spoils you."

"I heard that his father dotes on him very much, especially after the adopted Second Young Master left a while ago, Mr. Fu now treats him as a baby, and the most profitable branch of Huawei Group is given to him." He is the general manager, tsk tsk, he is only 25 years old."

"It's no wonder that you look down on people with high spirits, bah, fake and lofty!"

Hearing these harsh words, Fu Cheng lowered his head and laughed secretly. After he took a deep breath, he stepped forward to Zeng Xiaoyu and said tactfully, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Otherwise, I'll take you to see a doctor."

"Cousin, I'm fine, don't be angry, it's Xiaoyu who is not sensible." Zeng Xiaoyu said weakly, but his beautiful eyes were wandering around, casting a gloomy light.

Fu Cheng frowned and looked at him. There is no doubt that the soft words from this cute and beautiful person will only stab others like sharp knives. Pretty and pitiful, but so strange, this is not Zeng Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu's eyes should be clear and bright, not as shrewd and cunning as they are now.

Something seemed to jump out of his heart, he suddenly felt suffocated, it wasn't Zeng Xiaoyu, really not, so who should this person be? !He didn't dare to think of that name. If it was true, what should he do with this cousin?

"You don't need to be so hypocritical, Young Master Fu, you can go back quickly, Mr. Fu's good boy should go home early, don't make your father worry." Yan Zhengqing interjected in a strange way, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Xiaoyu, where's the wooden chain around your neck?" Fu Cheng suddenly stepped forward and asked.He ignored Yan Zhengqing's words and stared at Zeng Xiaoyu's neck with piercing eyes.

"What did cousin say? What kind of wooden chain?" Zeng Xiaoyu looked at him innocently with thick eyelashes flashing, but Fu Cheng saw another kind of contemptuous light in his eyes, with extreme ridicule and teasing. The momentary stupefaction made him furious.

"Where is the wooden chain around your neck?!" Fu Cheng couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and gritted his teeth close to Zeng Xiaoyu's face and said, "Who are you? Cheng Xiang, aren't you?" You're back!?"

"Cousin, cousin, why did you hit me?" It was just a small movement of pulling his collar, but Zeng Xiaoyu covered his face, swayed his thin body to the side, leaned over Yan Zhengqing as if he had been slapped hard. Body, face full of timidity and pity.

As soon as he spoke, the people in the private room became angry in no time. Many people had already approached Fu Cheng, pointing and scolding, "It's too much. I beat my cousin for a trivial matter. He was fine just now. It will actually hit someone."

"That's why it's hypocritical. Hmph, the young master of the Fu family is really mighty and domineering, just like his father." Another voice full of sarcasm stretched the tone.

Yan Zhengqing pushed Fu Cheng away, and said in a vicious voice: "Go back to Fu's house, you are not welcome here, why don't you go, if you don't go, I will find someone to invite you to go, Young Master Fu, don't make things worse, Your Fu family has a big business, and our Yan family is not vegetarian!"

Fu Cheng looked at Zeng Xiaoyu in his arms, he saw a thick haze from the light brown pupils of the beautiful boy, his supernatural ability reminded the authenticity of this person's identity, he was Cheng Xiang, after pretending for a few days, he finally let He recognized it.

Why didn't I know how to wear it when I was in the hospital before?Perhaps at that time, the wooden necklace was hidden under the turtleneck sweater, and at this time, it has most likely been taken off.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Fu Cheng's lips, very good, now it can be confirmed that this person is Cheng Xiang, probably because he has learned a lot, and compared Zeng Xiaoyu's cuteness with?He learned [-]% from understanding people's minds, which made him confused for a moment and couldn't tell the truth from the fake. He couldn't go forward and find out this shameless villain, but now is not the time.

"What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up? Does Young Master Fu really want me to find someone to invite you out?" Yan Zhengqing yelled and pulled Fu Cheng back to reality.

Fu Cheng looked at this flirtatious young man and smiled faintly, and said calmly: "Young Master Yan, let me give you a piece of advice, leave the man in your arms as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be dire, you can figure it out."

"You, are you crazy?" Yan Zhengqing said with staring eyes.

Fu Cheng didn't say any more, turned around and pushed the door open, and when he closed the door, he vaguely heard a few broken words from behind:

"Don't pay attention to him, he's just crazy!"

"My cousin is not in a good mood recently, and he pushed my grandma downstairs last time!"

"Really, tell me what's going on?"

After closing the door and severely cutting off those gossip, Fu Cheng closed his eyes with the door behind his back, took a few deep breaths, opened his bright eyes, and left the Vienna restaurant quickly.

"Qingtian, where are you now?" Fu Cheng was talking on his cell phone while driving. The situation was urgent, so he had to tell Fu Qingtian the news quickly.

There was a short noise from the other end of the phone, and Fu Qingtian's voice was heard after a while. His calm voice was a little hurried, "I'm in the hospital."

"Hospital? What happened?" Fu Cheng subconsciously looked at the timetable on the car. It was 11:30 in the evening. Why was he admitted to the hospital at this time?

Fu Qingtian's panting paused for a moment, and then he said in a low voice: "My mother has food poisoning, and I'm trying to rescue her."

"What? You said that grandma has food poisoning?" Fu Cheng was surprised, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, "Which hospital is she in? I'll go there right away."

"Don't come here, it's a mess here, you go home first, and I'll tell you slowly after you get home." Fu Qingtian softened his voice, paused for a while, and suddenly said softly: "I believe in you, Xiaocheng, you would not do such a thing.”

"What are you talking about? Qingtian, please speak clearly, what exactly did grandma eat and poisoned?" Fu Cheng asked loudly into the phone:

"Is that the box of cakes I bought? Right! I want you to explain it to me right now!"

"Yes, it's the box of cakes you bought yesterday. The results of the test are like this, but Xiaocheng, I don't believe you did it. I will investigate this matter..."

"You don't need to look it up, I know who it is." Fu Cheng clenched his teeth, his eyes became deeper and deeper, of course he knew who it was, Cheng Xiang, the first thing you do after you come back is to do this, you are too young I count on you!But how could he lose so easily? He has to keep fighting this tough battle. He can't lose!

"Xiaocheng... Xiaocheng..." Fu Qingtian also heard something strange, he kept calling, and after closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Fu Cheng slowly said: "Qingtian, thank you for always believing in me, Can you come back as soon as you finish your business? I have something important to tell you. "

53 ready to go

After adjusting his breathing in the car, Fu Cheng started the car again and returned home. He had to go back and think carefully about how to deal with Cheng Xiang. He was now using his cousin's body, and with Fu Yuzhu around, this battle was not easy to fight.

It was twelve o'clock when we returned to the Fu family's mansion. Fu Cheng took a shower and flipped through the books on the bed. He got up and looked out the window from time to time, waiting for Fu Qingtian to come back. He paced back and forth in the bedroom, thinking about what to do next. Yes, there is no doubt that Cheng Xiang is pretending to be a white lotus. He makes full use of Zeng Xiaoyu's appearance to win everyone's love. How does he know Zeng Xiaoyu's behavior?

Fu Cheng frowned and pondered. He remembered that when he was in middle school, he often brought Cheng Xiang to play at home. At that time, Zeng Xiaoyu had no accident and was weak. Fu Yuzhu often took him to the Fu family mansion to seek acupuncture for Lin Limin. The relationship is not bad, and they called each other cousin, and they also played with Cheng Xiang. In order to please Zeng Xiaoyu, Cheng Xiang taught him to fold a plane to make a kite, and helped him with his homework. Perhaps at that time, Cheng Xiang had a general understanding. Zeng Xiaoyu's personality, and the hobbies of everyone in the Fu family.

"It would be great if I could get that guy out of Xiaoyu's body." Fu Cheng punched his fist. He didn't want to hurt his innocent cousin, but who should he call for such a thing?A name popped up in his mind: Mother Wei!I don't know if she will do this?

Yes, call tomorrow to ask, if it's really not possible, go to Wei Wei's house again, anyway, Cheng Xiang definitely can't stay!

He waited in the bedroom all night and did not see Fu Qingtian come back. He turned off his cell phone after calling several times, and his heart became more and more restless. Finally, when the sky turned pale, he couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed a coat and hurried out up.

The hospital was still quiet at this moment. After Fu Cheng stopped the car, he walked quickly into the inpatient department. After a while, he was standing at the door of the senior ward. Just as he was about to open the door to enter, he suddenly heard several people talking.

"Brother, you are too partial to the small town. According to me, this kind of thing happened absolutely not unintentionally. He must have hated us for sending Lin Limin to prison. You see, if you dare to poison Mom now, then the next Well, the next one will be me?!"

It was Fu Yuzhu's voice, and Fu Cheng couldn't help but take a breath, she thought she was the original Fu Cheng, and blamed herself for all the evidence.

"Yuzhu, what are you talking about? There must be something else going on here. Don't draw conclusions before you find out." Fu Qingtian's calm and steady voice made Fu Cheng secretly heave a sigh of relief.

"What do you want to draw conclusions without authorization? Do you know what your precious son did last night? He actually beat Xiaoyu at an outside party. Hmph, let me see, if he didn't mean to harm us, or he really had brains Sickness, just like his mother, is a mental illness!"

"Shut up!" Fu Qingtian became angry, and his voice raised an octave, "Xiaocheng and Lin Limin are two different things, Yuzhu, if you talk nonsense again, I will get angry!"

"Okay, you are protecting Xiaocheng now. Last time he pushed mom down the stairs, you kept talking for him. Now it's like this again. Brother, mom is still lying on the bed, and Xiaoyu's hand was injured again and he was sent to the hospital , do you want to see me being harmed by him before you are reconciled!"

"Yuzhu, you still say it!"

"I just said, do you still want to beat me? Do you think it's the same as before, brother, don't forget that I am also the heir to the Fu family's property, and I have the right to speak. Starting today, I will implement the rights of Fu Shihua's director Well, you are not the only one who has the final say on the Fu family, and also, Mom is here, so let me tell you whether or not the small town should send the Fu family away."

Fu Cheng grabbed the doorknob tightly. He didn't expect Fu Yuzhu to react so strongly. She is a director of Huawei and holds 20% of Huawei's shares, no more and no less. With the collusion of two elders, they can completely surpass Fu Qingtian's rights.

This battle is not easy to fight, and it may shake Fu Qingtian and even the entire Fu family.

There was silence in the ward for a while, Fu Cheng heard the old lady Fu's voice, she was a little weak, but her voice was still very clear, "Qingtian, I know you love this child, but the time difference in Xiaocheng is really too big these days, we all I can understand him, Lin Limin's mentality may be a little distorted after he enters the prison, he must hate us, but it's not our fault, ahem, Qingtian, I don't believe that Xiaocheng would do this to me either, But Xiaocheng's mental state is really unstable, I heard from Yuzhu that he injured Xiaoyu last night, you see, I'd better send him to the hospital for observation, cough cough..."

"Mom, this matter is not what you think. I think we should find out the matter first. I believe Xiaocheng will not do such a thing."

"Qingtian, it's not that Mom blames the child, it's just that Xiaocheng's spirit is a little... Oh, I know you're not happy after I told you, so let's send him away. The past year has been too chaotic, I am powerless, I don’t want to see your brothers and sisters arguing over family matters, Qingtian, let Xiaocheng go, and bring him back after he has recuperated, what do you think?”

Fu Qingtian didn't speak for a long time, Fu Yuzhu shouted: "Mom is like this, brother, are you still protecting him? If you don't make a decision, I will make it for you. After I go back today, I will ask A Lei to send him away Xiaocheng, you can't raise a crazy person in your family, if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your family members, and those two women and children of unknown origin should also be sent away together!"

"Yuzhu, don't go too far!" Fu Qingtian's cold tone sounded, he paused for a while, and then said: "Until this matter is investigated clearly, don't touch the small town, and don't touch the two women at home. And children, they are very important to me, Yuzhu, I promise I will give you an answer on this matter within three days, don't make things difficult for them now."

"Hmph, okay, for my brother's sake, I'll give it three days. If you can't get the results after three days, don't blame me."

"Okay, I'll check it out as soon as possible, Mom, you have a good rest, I'll go home first."

Fu Cheng who was outside the door smiled helplessly when he heard this. He stepped aside and watched Fu Qingtian's tall back walking out. The morning light shone slightly on Fu Qingtian's back, which was so heavy.

Fu Cheng's eyes are a little sore, can Qingtian really help him find out?Who would believe that Zeng Xiaoyu did all of this?

He squatted down slowly and leaned against the wall, feeling powerless for the first time, the original