The reborn husband becomes pregnant

He said meaningfully: "Yes, I'm really sorry, I really believed what you said. It turns out that brother is not really willing to recognize me as a brother, so should I go and talk to dad."

"Hey, don't do such a thing. You are the only one who recognizes this number when you leave this door. I just want to remind you that just because you come into the Fu family doesn't mean you can do anything. Don't treat yourself as a Fu Shao, you are no shit, and my mother hasn't come back yet, and when she comes back, there will be another noisy meal, you might be able to stay here smoothly, I really don't know!"

Fu Cheng tightened the corners of his lips, my mother?You are an outsider screaming these two words happily, is that your mother?

"That's good. Anyway, I won't open the luggage bag. When Mom comes back, let's see the situation together?" Fu Cheng's calm tone made Cheng Xiang feel a little at a loss. With a broken arm, he said angrily: "Okay, it depends on whether you have the ability to keep it!"

Lin Limin came back at eleven o'clock in the evening, and had a big fight with Fu Qingtian as expected. When Fu Cheng was coming out of the shower, he heard the quarrel downstairs. He frowned, put on a coat and went out of the room .

After living together for more than 20 years, Lin Limin is generally a good mother. She was pregnant with Fu Cheng when she was in high school and married into the Fu family. Although she came from a worker's family and did not study much, she is good at being beautiful and winking. For more than 20 years, except for her grandma who has been prejudiced against her, everyone in the Fu family always smiles when they talk about Lin Limin. She has also invested a lot of energy in Fu Cheng, whether it is Fu Cheng's life or study. , Lin Limin is considered to be the best.

When dealing with Qingtian, Lin Limin also gets along with care and expectation, is reasonable, and does not make troubles out of nowhere. The wealthy marriage of more than 20 years is managed by her calmly. Such an explosive quarrel like tonight is definitely the first time in history.

"Crack!" A crisp and loud sound of broken porcelain brought temporary calm to the quarrel, but within a few minutes, Lin Limin's crying voice sounded in the hall again, "Fu Qingtian, do you have a conscience? I've given you 20 years, I'm worthy of the Fu family and I'm worthy of you, it's fine for you to mess around outside, but now, you, you actually brought an older child home without saying a word, are you sorry for me!"

"Didn't I say that I was brought back by a friend's entrustment? I have to say this kind of thing several times!" Fu Qingtian's face was calm, but his voice raised an octave unconsciously, and the thick and thick words shook The ceiling hums.

"Just lie to me, you! You were entrusted by a friend. Where did the friend come from? Could it be the son born to you by one of your girlfriends? Fu Qingtian, let me tell you, if I'm in the Fu family That child cannot be tolerated!"

Fu Qingtian's thin lips moved slightly, and he sneered a few times, "Lin Limin, who are you from the Fu family? It's your turn to have the final say on the Fu family's affairs?"

"You...you don't want me to stay anymore, right? Well, Fu Qingtian, I know what you're thinking. Xiaocheng has let you down. He likes men and makes you lose face as a father. He was hospitalized for a few days Since you haven't seen him all day, I knew you must make something out of it. You have never given him a good face after Xiaocheng came out in the past few years. Stay here, finally you have to bring your lover's son home, Fu Qingtian, why don't you think about it, Xiaocheng is also your own son, he is the only heir of the Fu family, you can't treat him like this..."

She couldn't stop crying before she finished speaking. She stood in the middle of the hall with her mouth covered and twitched her shoulders excitedly. Fu Cheng, who was standing in the corridor, sighed. After rubbing her hair, she still couldn't hold back. He understood Lin Limin's temperament It doesn't matter how Fu Qingtian spends his days and nights outside, but don't bring them home. The only thing she is proud of in her life is Fu Cheng's son. If anyone hurts her son's interests, she will fight for her life. return.

If you go down by yourself at this time, you will undoubtedly be scolded by Lin Limin upside down.

Fu Qingtian chuckled unexpectedly, but instead sat back gracefully on the sofa, with his left foot folded on his right leg and dangling leisurely, he raised his brows, with a contemptuous sarcasm in his eyes, "How did you get out of Xiaocheng? I'm afraid only you know this in your own heart."

Lin Limin was taken aback for a moment, the expression on her face changed several times, she covered her mouth, but couldn't make a sound for a while.

"Mom, don't say a few words. Dad can't help it. Isn't it entrusted by a friend? Why don't you believe it? Besides, I have just met that boy. He is very beautiful. It's about the same age, I really want a younger brother, why don't I accept it."

Fu Cheng heard the voice and looked down. Cheng Xiang was wearing his sky-blue cotton pajamas and was holding Lin Limin's wrist affectionately. He was very good at observing words and expressions. Seeing that Fu Qingtian was already angry, he knew that he was really making trouble for himself. There was no benefit at all with Lin Limin, so he simply turned the steering wheel and became an obedient and sensible boy. In this way, Fu Qingtian looked at him differently.

"Xiaocheng agrees, what does it look like for you to be a mother and make a fuss here!" Fu Qingtian said lazily.

Lin Limin was speechless for a moment, she looked at her son who was holding her arm, her expression changed complicatedly, but she couldn't say anything for a moment, Fu Cheng leaned on the railing and sighed with a smile, then turned and went into the bedroom and closed the door.

No matter what, he stayed after all, and the next thing he has to do is to take back everything he has bit by bit!

☆, just adoptive son?

The few days when she returned home was relatively peaceful. Lin Limin probably knew that Fu Chengqing would not change her mind. She was angry and went back to her grandmother's house the next day on the pretext that her natal family had something to do. Of course, Fu Cheng knew that she had suffered in the past few years. Wronged, from the time she was sensible, Fu Qingtian seldom went home, and only stayed at home two days a week. It was not easy for Lin Limin to swallow her anger for more than [-] years. She is also a persistent and stubborn person. With one sound, every time I go back to my grandma's house, I will report good news but not bad news.

This time, maybe I was really angry. The next morning, I drove the white Land Rover back to my mother's house without saying hello.

Fu Qingtian's usual indifference, he still lived his life calmly. In the past, Fu Cheng was thinking that if he hadn't been born by himself, Fu Qingtian might never marry Lin Limin and go home, and then go deeper Thinking, these two people may not even have the slightest relationship, if this is the case, why bother to give birth to yourself?

"How the small town came to be, you know it in your heart!"

That night, Fu Qingtian's calm and ironic words made Fu Cheng puzzled. How can these words be so meaningful?Could it be that his birth was not glorious?

Returning to this home with a new identity, he didn't expect to find something that surprised him. Fu Cheng thought that the relationship between his parents might not be what he thought.

He got up a little early this morning, and at a glance he saw Fu Qingtian sitting alone in front of the sunny dining table. The weather was fine today, and Fu Qingtian was only wearing a dark purple woolen sweater, and the neck was folded into white to shine. The collar of the shirt was bright, and the sunlight behind him passed through the transparent glass window and fell directly on Fu Qingtian's back. Under the interplay of light and shadow, his cold but handsome face was reflected in an inconceivable way.

Fu Cheng once regarded his father as a model of a man in his heart. He was tall, majestic and full of charm. How could such a man not attract women's admiration in the mall, but what Fu Cheng didn't expect was that his father also liked boys?

Now Fucheng is still not sure about this issue, because he doesn't know whether his father really wants to adopt him as an adopted son, or if he has other purposes.

"You got up so early?" Fu Qingtian noticed his coming, raised his head to look at him, a smile appeared on his sharp and thin lips, he raised his finger and pointed to the seat beside him, and said: "Sit down, Let's talk."

After hesitating for a while, Fu Cheng walked over and sat down. He rarely chatted with his father. For more than 20 years, the conversations between him and his father were only routine questions such as whether he was studying well or whether he was in good health. For this kind of question, Fu Qingtian also looked indifferent and a little lazy, and now such a kind question really surprised Fu Cheng a little.

"You've entered Fu's house, so it's time to change your name. What do you want to be called?" Fu Qingtian leisurely played with the silver fork in his hand, squinting his eyes and asked him.

Fu Cheng pondered for a while, and said: "Father should come and pick it up, but I don't really want to be called Wei Wei, it sounds like I'm back in the days when I was in Lijing Mansion."

Fu Qingtian nodded, "That's right, those days were indeed a stain on your life, then, you are called Fu..."

"Fucheng!" He blurted out, "Father can call me Xiaocheng."

Just as he was finishing speaking, a high-pitched voice came from behind, "Why use my name? Your name is Fu Cheng, so what's my name?"

Without turning his head, Fu Cheng knew that Cheng Xiang was coming. He hadn't seen this man in Fu's house for a few days. Every time he saw Cheng Xiang, he would glance at him with contempt and then leave. Fu Cheng was really funny. Isn't it true that Cheng Xiang has become obsessed, he has easily integrated into his new identity in just a few days, and he really regards himself as a member of the Fu family.

Fu Cheng held the milk glass calmly, and slowly rubbed the body of the glass with his fingertips. His first step was to return his name, and he would take the rest slowly later.

"It's a good name. Didn't you say it was unlucky when you were hospitalized a few days ago and you wanted to change it? Now it's just right, if you want to change it to Fu Xiang, then give Wei Wei the name of Fucheng. It's just a name, nothing to worry about." Fighting." Fu Qingtian gave him a calm and majestic look, with a slight displeasure flashing across his face.

After hearing this, Cheng Xiang hurriedly said: "Dad, he is just an adopted son, how can he use the Fu family's surname, let alone my name, it's ridiculous!"

"Okay, whoever said that the word "Chengcheng" is uncomfortable a few days ago, change it if you think it is unlucky, and then settle it like this, don't argue about such trivial matters, you are all a family, there is no need It's so clear."

Hearing what Fu Qingtian said, Cheng Xiang was at a loss for a moment, he bit his lips angrily, and stared at Fu Cheng hatefully, while Fu Cheng held up the milk cup to cover his smiling lips, and took a deep sip, still wanting more Authentic: "This milk is not bad, it tastes good, young master Xiang, do you want a cup too?"

Cheng Xiang stomped his feet angrily, turned around and picked up his coat, "I won't eat, let's go for a walk."

Fu Cheng squinted at his leaving back, and after the door was closed, he turned back slowly and continued to drink milk. Fu Qingtian put a piece of seven or eight ripe eggs on his plate, "Don't mind, this kid Spoiled by his mother since he was a child, he has a bit of a temper, just wait a few days and he will be fine."

Fu Cheng's hand holding the cup froze, isn't this talking about himself?He turned out to be a spoiled child in his father's mind?

"Ahem, dad, let me ask you, what kind of person is Xiang Shao in your heart?" Fu Cheng was intrigued by what he said, and he didn't know how he thought of his son in the eyes of his father. ?

Fu Qingtian's smiling face retracted slightly for a while, and after a while, he lowered his head and cut the sausage on the plate, and said slowly: "You are different from him, he is him, and you are you."

"Of course I know it's different. He is your real son, and I'm just your adopted son. I understand this. However, I see that you got angry with him just now. I feel a little sorry. I can't hurt your father-son relationship because of me."

Hearing what he said, Fu Qingtian suddenly stopped what he was doing, his handsome face showed indifference, he seemed to be thinking about something, after a long time, he suddenly said darkly: "He is not my own son, I have no children .”

This sentence stunned Fu Cheng for a long time like a bolt from the blue, he swallowed subconsciously, and when he opened his lips and wanted to say something, Fu Qingtian had already raised his head, smiled softly at him, and brushed his slender arms across the dining table. She brushed his cheek, "Don't worry about these things, just stay by my side, listen to me, and I will give you anything unexpected."

His voice was as bewitching as a mellow wine. Fu Cheng looked at his father with a complicated expression. As long as he was obedient, he could get everything unexpected, but his real self was not Fu Qingtian's own son. I didn't know the truth after living in the city for 25 years. I didn't expect it to be like this. He would rather believe that his father said that because he was desperate for him. Fu Qingtian, you want to raise a new son. Listen to you and become like you. It’s not about wanting an out-of-the-closet son to embarrass you, but what about you yourself, what is your complex about your adopted son now?

When he thought of this, he felt a little sad, for himself and for Fu Qingtian, he always insisted on staying with Zhou Anqi, and even broke up with his family. After returning to China, he joined the company of Fujia Business Group and accepted Zhou Anqi , his courage became more and more bold, and he openly brought Zhou Anqi to appear at a banquet. All the guests whispered in their ears that night.Presumably at that time, Fu Qingtian already had the determination to accept another adopted son.

But unexpectedly, he became the son of Fu Qingtian's high hopes again by accident. Fu Cheng smiled wryly, raised his glass and drank all the milk in one gulp.

After breakfast, Fu Qingtian said to him: "I heard from your aunt that you had good grades in the past, so I asked someone to introduce a few cram school teachers to teach you, and strive to take the college entrance examination next year. Now you are ready to follow me." Go out and meet the teacher."

Fu Cheng was stunned for a moment, it was rare for him to see Fu Qingtian care about him for the last time, Lin Limin took care of finding a tutor in the past, and he always thought that his father didn't care about such trivial matters, but he didn't expect... What an accident.

The temperature in the car was adjusted to normal, and Fu Cheng was wearing a newly bought blue-black dark plaid coat, which Fu Qingtian bought for him. After he moved to Fu's house, Fu Qingtian cleared out the old clothes in the small luggage bag The wardrobe in the bedroom was filled with all kinds of new men's clothing. To his surprise, the size was surprisingly suitable. Mayor Fu didn't know that his father had such a good eye. Not only were they all famous brands, but each piece of clothing was The styles have different tastes when worn on their own bodies.

He just felt that Fu Qingtian was slowly revealing more and more things he couldn't think of, and his father, who he always thought was indifferent and serious, was actually so careful and close.

Just like at this moment, when he was still in a daze, there was a sudden sudden brake, and when Fu Cheng leaned forward unexpectedly, a slender and powerful hand blocked his chest at the right time, preventing him from rushing towards the back seat of the car. When Cheng Cheng looked back in surprise, he saw Fu Qingtian smiled warmly and said: "Be careful, you are fine."

Fu Cheng was a little embarrassed, he shook his head hastily, and when his body was about to retract into the car seat, he was hugged by a strong force on his shoulders, and leaned lightly and tightly into that generous chest.

He froze all over, the faint scent of perfume on his father was the peppermint smell he was most familiar with, every time he saw his father when he was a child, he longed for his father to hug him, but every time Fu Qingtian just stood there, tall and stalwart His figure remained motionless, as if he would always be so far away, but now, he could actually enjoy this belated treatment, and enjoy it as a godson.

Fu Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his heart was full of mixed emotions for a moment, he wanted to push away from Fu Qingtian's embrace, but Fu Qingtian hugged his shoulders even tighter, Fu Qingtian turned his head and pressed against his head, the warm breath on top of his hair slowed down. Slowly spit out, "Don't move around, stay well."

Hearing the male voice as gentle as a double bass, Fu Cheng suddenly felt his whole body go stiff. This time, he was so still that he couldn't move.

The bosom is very warm, the smell of peppermint mixed with the unique smell of mature men makes people feel dizzy, Fu Cheng feels nervous for a while, he tightens his trousers and maintains this stiff cuddling position for a long time without daring to move, Fu Qing Tian felt his embarrassment, smiled lightly on the top of his head, and let go of him, "Why are you so nervous, haven't you been hugged by your father when you were young?"

This is the right question for Fu Cheng, he even wanted to ask: Have you ever hugged your son?

But he swallowed these words back, and only lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I'm sorry Dad, I'm not used to it yet."

Fu Qingtian smiled slightly, stretched out his long fingers, and gently stroked the tip of his nose, "It's okay, I'll get used to it in the future." Then, he looked at Fu Cheng's new coat again, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This suit The clothes are good, they suit you quite well, it seems that I have good eyesight, do you like those clothes?"

Fu Cheng knew that he was asking about the shelf full of famous brands in the closet in the bedroom, remembering that his father used to not ask about his basic necessities of life, but now, from the inside to the outside, there are all new clothes he personally picked, and he feels uncomfortable in every possible way. , replied dully: "It's okay, I don't have anything to choose, just wear something."

Fu Qingtian raised his big hand and slowly landed on the top of his hair, as if unsatisfied with his answer, a deep voice fell while stroking, "You are not very good at flattering people, but it doesn't matter, I will teach you slowly in the future." you."

☆、Part-time shield

The matter of finding a training teacher was that Fu Qingtian entrusted an old friend to do it. The Fu family has a prominent status, so it is entirely possible to invite a teacher to come to the door, but Fu Qingtian means that he wants Fu Cheng to take classes in the training center, hoping to infect some The learning atmosphere, perhaps knowing that Fu Qingtian will come, there are three or five people standing in front of the training center from a long distance away, and at first glance they seem to be scholars of considerable status. When they see the Lamborghini approaching, they hurried forward to greet him respectfully. Get on the door.

"I'm sorry Mr. Fu has to go to this trivial matter. As long as you tell me, we can invite a few teachers to your house to choose." A man in his fifties who looked like an old professor accompanied him with a smile.

"Don't bother, my small town should also come here to study hard. I heard that Professor Chen has several good college teachers working part-time here. I want to come and see for myself." As he said, Fu Qingtian put his arms around Fucheng's shoulder, and smiled at them and introduced: "This is my family's second youngest town, please take care of the professors in the future."

"What about Mr. Fu? It's a great honor to be able to guide us for the young master of the city. Come on, I'll take you there." Professor Chen said with a smile. The largest training center in the city relies on the donation of the Fu Family Foundation. He did it well, and of course he didn't dare to neglect a big money backer like Fu Qingtian.

The tutoring room was arranged in the largest one. After several scholars-like teachers passed by one by one, when the last one came in, Fu Cheng almost jumped out of his chair. This person was actually his old lover Zhou Anqi!

"Let me introduce, this is Mr. Zhou Anqi, a university lecturer who specializes in teaching Chinese. He is currently working in a prestigious university in the city. I heard that Mr. Fu wants to hire the best teacher. We also took a lot of effort to hire him from the university. Come out, compared to the previous teachers, he should be the best, well, what do you think, Mr. Fu?"

Professor Chen wiped his forehead subconsciously. When those teachers came in just now, Young Master Cheng didn't even raise his eyelids. It seemed that he wasn't someone to mess with. If the last teacher wasn't satisfied, then he would have I have a headache.

"It's just him, Dad, I want this teacher Zhou Anqi to tutor me." Fu Cheng propped his hands on the table, looking fixedly at Zhou Anqi opposite the mirror. The corners of his eyes showed casual arrogance, and there were faint smile lines on his well-shaped lips.

Fu Cheng remembered that he tried to smooth his smiling lines with his hands, "Don't just smile, the wrinkles will come out."

Every time at this time, Zhou Anqi laughed even more happily, hugged him and rolled over the chair, "I can't change this, who let me get you? Chengcheng, you are the most precious treasure in my life!"

He kept looking, his eyes were a little sore, but Fu Qingtian frowned, and tilted his head in dissatisfaction, "Why is it him? Who asked you to find him?"

Professor Chen managed to recover from Fu Cheng's approval, but in a blink of an eye he fell to the bottom with Fu Qingtian's words. He wiped his forehead in embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "This... because Mr. Zhou Anqi He is indeed an excellent Chinese teacher. The students he has tutored are almost the top students in the liberal arts in the college entrance examination every year, so I think... Isn't this also a payment to Mr. Fu, please take a look first? If you think it is not good, then we will Look again."

"Don't look for it, Dad, I want him to be my tutor." Fu Cheng said first, he looked at Zhou Anqi without moving, and didn't notice that Fu Qingtian beside him had a slight chill.

After a long time when Fu Qingtian didn't respond, Fu Cheng turned his head and immediately met Fu Qingtian's displeased eagle eyes. He knew that his father had a prejudice against Zhou Anqi, but it was hard for him to see Zhou Anqi again. Letting go like this, even though he has become another person, Fu Cheng still wants to take Zhou Anqi back, and this counseling is undoubtedly the best opportunity.

He looked at Fu Qingtian, and continued emphatically emphatically saying, "Father, I want him as I said, please agree?"

Fu Qingtian looked at him for a while, and after a complicated gaze flashed in his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly curved, and his voice softened a lot, "Okay, since you have chosen him, then choose him, starting tomorrow, you Come to the training center for classes every day, and I will arrange for Aleigh to pick you up."

"Thank you, Dad." Fu Cheng burst into a grateful smile. His smile made Fu Qingtian's figure startled, as if he had been stabbed by something, he was frozen and unable to move. He looked at Fu Cheng and kept gazing around that Mr. Zhou turned around, and suddenly there was an unknown fire in his heart, but he is a person with certain experience. After calming down the disordered breath, he turned to Professor Chen and others lightly and said: "The teacher's business is settled like this. I'm down, and I will start tutoring tomorrow, please, professors, take good care of my second youngest."

Professor Chen and the others immediately laughed and said, "Where is it? It is an honor for our center. Please rest assured, Mr. Fu."

Fu Qingtian didn't listen to their flattery at all, he stretched out his hand and took Fu Cheng's hand, tightly held his ten fingers in his palm, then leaned into his ear and whispered: "It's time to go back, We'll come back tomorrow."

The way back was not to go home, but to the most dazzling song and dance theater in the city. When the Lamborghini stopped in front of the theater, Fu Cheng was surprised by the long line of people.

"Dad, does dad want to invite me to watch a musical?" Fu Cheng didn't know that his father was so upbeat, but he quickly rejected this idea, because Fu Qingtian's eyes were fixed on the giant poster in front of the musical theater. The characters on the poster are extremely exaggerated and clear. The classic dance drama "Swan Lake" will be released tonight, and the leading actor in the drama is Qiu Zhi, a rising star in the domestic ballet circle in recent years.

"A Lei, are the flowers ready?" Fu Qingtian, who was looking at him in a daze, suddenly said to the driver A Lei in the front row.

"According to Mr. Fu's order, everything is ready."

Fu Qingtian nodded, and said to Fu Chengdao: "Go, accompany me to meet him."

Because of the privileges of the Fu family, they were ushered into a special passage by the staff. When walking on the passage, Fu Qingtian kept holding Fu Cheng's hand tightly. He looked cold and handsome, and walked fast and steadily, as if he was rushing to Seeing someone important, Fu Cheng couldn't help joking, "Dad is that ballet dancer's big fan?"

How did he never know that his father likes to watch ballet? Uh, how did he know that Fu Qingtian never took his mother and himself to any public occasions. Except for the annual family gathering, Lin Limin and himself were not in the upper circles appeared in.

Lin Limin's education is not high and her background is mediocre, and she can only swallow her anger when dealing with Qingtian's arrangements, and Fu Cheng doesn't understand why, as the grandson of Fu's parents, he can't attend those important banquets with his father. Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of The grandma in the old house, in my impression, always has a straight face. She is different from other old people who love their grandchildren like their lives. Fu Cheng is the person she least likes to see.

Memories slowly rolled back and forth. When Fu Cheng became another person, he suddenly realized how abnormal the family he was in was. In the past, he always lived under the protection of Lin Limin, and was overwhelmed by those gorgeous rumors. Confused, when I grow up, I only want to pursue my own happiness, and forget about the disharmony in the family. Looking back now, did I live too stupidly?

Standing in front of the door of the VIP room, Fu Qingtian suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and then held Fu Cheng's hand tightly and pushed the door open. The room was clean and bright. There were only a few make-up artists and costume artists. They were all surrounded by a young man sitting in front of a large makeup mirror, who seemed to be putting on makeup before a performance.

When Fu Qingtian came in, they all turned their heads in unison. Among them, a man who looked like an assistant probably recognized Fu Qingtian, and quickly stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Oh, what wind blows Mr. Fu?" Here you go, hehe, I'm here to see Xiaozhi, I'm so lucky, I've left a VIP ticket for Mr. Fu a long time ago." As he spoke, he took out a few tickets from his pocket.

"No, I want to talk to Xiaozhi alone and leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in front of the makeup mirror turned around and stood up. Fu Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up. He was such a beautiful man with a slender figure like a white swan. He had a pair of slender and bright eyes. It will be picked up slightly inadvertently, bringing out a bit of charm.

Fu Qingtian looked at him and smiled, and at the same time raised his hand and waved, everyone in the VIP room left with interest.When Fu Cheng wanted to go out, his hand tightened, and was held tightly by Fu Qingtian.

The door opened again at this time, A Lei came in, took a large bouquet of flowers and put them on the makeup mirror stand, and then left quietly, Qiu Zhi looked at the flowers on the stand, with a smile on his lips, "It's the perfume lily again, this time In the past few years, you have given this kind of flowers every time you perform, and my nose itches when I smell it."

Fu Qingtian smiled calmly: "There will be no more in the future, this is the last time."

"Why?" Qiu Zhi's face changed slightly, but he quickly walked in front of him with long legs, raised his head slightly like a proud white swan, looked at Fu Qingtian, and said softly: "Qingtian, you are angry Is it because of those false reports? Hehe, don’t take things in the literary circle too seriously. Director Zhou is the main director of this dance drama. You know that sometimes we need to communicate well between directors, don’t we? ?”

"Can you communicate on the bed?" Fu Qingtian smiled lightly, his eagle eyes were already filled with coldness, Qiu Zhi was taken aback for a moment, knowing that he was really angry, but for so many years, Fu Qingtian has been guarding himself tightly, What's the deal with cheating this time?

"Qingtian, don't be fooled by those reports. Besides, I told you at the beginning before that the literary and art circles are like this, and it's not like you don't know." Qiu Zhi still looked up like the proudest white swan He didn't believe that Fu Qingtian would leave him for such a trivial matter.

"I know, so, I let you go, this is the last perfume lily, I hope you cherish it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Cheng felt the big hand that was holding him withdraw suddenly. He turned his head to look at Fu Qingtian, who looked as calm as ever.

"This...why are you doing this? Didn't you say it was just for fun? When you first approached me, I had this attitude. Didn't you say you didn't care? Why are you losing your temper now?" Paying attention to Fu Cheng beside him, he frowned slightly, "Who is this boy?"

"My adopted son is also... my new lover." Fu Qingtian smiled slightly, leaning over the stiff Fu Cheng's ear and whispered softly: "Chengcheng, say hello to my old lover .”

☆, Unforgettable old lover

In the past 25 years, Fu Qingtian has always been a successful man who is so sacred and unattainable in Fucheng's mind. More often than not, he does not regard Fu Qingtian as his father, but as a star, a bright city, Although his mother, Lin Limin, had complained many times to him about his father's lack of a home, Fu Cheng still respected his father in his heart.

If it wasn't for Zhou Anqi's matter, he would never have quarreled with his father. It was the first and last time.

There are many times when Fu Cheng even thinks that what does it matter if an outstanding and charming man like his father Fu Qingtian has several women or lovers outside?Not normal.

But he never expected that the person his father has been thinking about for many years is actually the rising ballet star Qiu Zhi in front of him.What's more, he unexpectedly became the shield for the two of them to talk about breaking up?

"What are you talking about? Just him? Qingtian, you said he is your new lover?" Qiu Zhi was amused by Fu Qingtian's words. He glanced at Fu Cheng who was standing stiffly, and smiled disapprovingly. "Don't panic, when did you fall in love with such a naive child, how old is he, is there any, do you really want old cows to eat tender grass?"

When Qiu Zhi said this, he smiled and shook his head, as if he had seen through Fu Qingtian, "You will not fall in love with him, he is not your type, Qingtian, you will never lie in front of me."

Fu Cheng turned to look at his father, Fu Qingtian's handsome face was very calm, there was no emotion in his pair of deep eyes, Qiu Zhi smiled again, walked up to Fu Qingtian, stretched out his hand to gently caress his face , said in a soft voice: "Okay, Qingtian, don't make trouble, I will perform in a while, and I will contact you after the performance. , take a few more large-scale dance dramas, and when I can't dance anymore, I will accompany you well."

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward to kiss Fu Qingtian's lips, Fu Qingtian flashed past, and smiled faintly, "I won't bother you anymore, I wish you a successful performance."

Fu Cheng only felt a tightening of his shoulders, and his whole body was taken out of the door by Fu Qingtian.

The Lamborghini was replaced by Fu Qingtian, and the driver A Lei was sent out of the car by him. The lights and neon lights of the city were left behind for a long time in the night. Fu Cheng was nervously clutching the seat belt, his eyes could not stop staring at his father who was driving.

"Dad, Dad, can you drive slower?" Fu Cheng was really afraid that his father's death-speed car would cause an accident, so he freed his hand to pull his father in the driver's seat, and shouted: "Dad, can you stop? Stop! "

Lamborghini braked suddenly and leaned against the side of the road. This is the small road under the bridge. Looking out from the car, you can see the traffic flow on the magnificent bridge across the river, and the lights are gorgeous.

Fu Qingtian lit a cigarette and leaned against the front of the car to smoke quietly. He only took a puff and then stopped, looking at the bridge in the distance. A woolen scarf was taken from the car.

"Dad, it's cold outside, you put it on." Fu Cheng put the scarf on his father's shoulders. This small gesture seemed to wake up Fu Qingtian who was in deep thought. He paused, then turned his head to look at Fu Cheng.

"I'm sorry about what happened just now, I didn't mean to introduce you like that." Fu Qingtian raised the corners of his lips, apologetically.

Fu Cheng nodded, he understood that his father said that he was a new lover just to anger that Qiu Zhicai, "I know, it's okay, don't feel sorry for that person, he's not worth it."

Fu Qingtian smiled warmly, reached out and stroked his hair, "Come here, talk to Dad."

Fu Cheng hesitated for a moment, then sat down. He longed for this kind of moment when he was a child. His father is tall, stalwart, and rich?It is his dream to be able to snuggle in his father's arms, but he knows that there are countless people who want to snuggle in his father's arms, even his mother can't do it.

"Are you cold?" Fu Qingtian saw that he was silent with his head down, so he pulled up a corner of the woolen scarf and wrapped it around his neck. The two wore a long scarf together. Fu Cheng looked at it and wrapped it around his neck The scarf in the middle makes my heart feel warm.

"Dad, how long have you liked that Qiu Zhi?"

Fu Qingtian curled his lips and smiled, and said casually: "Not long ago, ten years."

"Ten years?" Fu Cheng was stunned.

"Yes, he was just a student in the ballet school at that time. At a very accidental corporate party, his school sent his dance team to add to the fun. Sitting under the stage, I saw him at a glance. I remember It was "Hamlet" at that time. He was very young, but he acted very well. He was a natural dancer. As long as he stood on the stage, he would definitely shine, and people had to look at him. After that night, I thought The way to find him, everything started like this, until just now