Pregnant with a scumbag uncle's child

Fu Mingshen followed the location sent to him by Lin Zhou and looked for him. From a distance, he saw a child with a bag on one shoulder, standing miserable by the wall outside the lost and found office. Character.

It does look like a lost humanoid object waiting to be picked up.

Fu Mingshen strode over and said, "Hi, my family lost a child, can I claim it here?"

When Lin Zhou heard Fu Mingshen's voice, he covered his face with his hands, and said, "It seems so."

Fu Mingshen was a little funny: "What are you doing covering your face?"

Lin Zhou: "I'm afraid it will be lost."

Fu Mingshen: "..."

Fu Mingshen shook his head helplessly, knowing that he was ashamed to leave his family's car behind, so he insisted on squeezing the subway to come here by himself, and then got lost here.

He knew that Lin Zhou probably wanted to surprise him, but he couldn't help but feel distressed when he thought of him being lost here for more than half an hour.

"Let's go." Fu Mingshen reached out and rubbed the child's head, "Go first."

"Oh." Lin Zhou followed Fu Mingshen like a child who did something wrong.

Really embarrassing.

He had planned it well, who knew that the airport was so big, he was not a road idiot, but he had a bad sense of direction, and it was his first time here, so the various boarding gates and exits made him stupid , Asked the way several times but couldn't find the place.

Lost a fortune.

Han Dongyu's home was near the company, and he could have taken Fu Mingshen's car back, but when he saw that Fu Mingshen came back with a boat, he immediately went to take a taxi wisely.

——He found out that as long as this stinky couple is together, he must be the one who gets hurt.

Fu Mingshen was very satisfied with the disappearance of the light bulb. After getting in the car, he asked Lin Zhou: "Will the leader scold you if you ask for leave?"

Lin Zhou had recovered from the embarrassment at this moment, and said casually: "If I say yes, will you make Tian Liang break?"

Fu Ming didn't understand Tianliang Wang Po's stalk, but he could understand the general meaning from the words.

He thought about it carefully and said, "It's unlikely that the sky will break due to the cold weather, but if Zhilian doesn't have to wait for the weather to cool, the heat can make it break."

Lin Zhou: "..."

Fu Mingshen: "Do you want to try?"

Lin Zhou quickly shook his head and said, "No, I'm just joking."

Although he hated Zhang Rong very much and wished she would disappear from the earth in the next moment, Zhilian did not belong to her alone, there were still so many employees in it, they were innocent.

Hearing this, Fu Ming said regretfully, "It seems that my plan to defeat Gao Laozhuang and snatch Miss Gao back to be Mrs. Yazhai has been aborted."

Lin Zhou: "..."

***

In Zhilian's general manager's office, Zhang Rong sneezed several times in a row.

She got up and closed the wide-open window, and called an assistant to tell her to call Lin Zhou up.

As a result, the assistant went away for a few minutes and came back and said, "Mr. Zhang, people in his department said that Lin Zhou asked for leave this afternoon."

"Ask for leave?" Zhang Rong frowned.

"Yeah, and I heard he's been off work several times this week, and often doesn't see anyone all day long."

Zhang Rong slapped the desk with a slap: "Call him, tell him to leave if he doesn't want to do it, treat our company as his home, come if you want, and don't come if you don't want to."

"Ok."

The assistant quickly took out his mobile phone, asked the personnel for Lin Zhou's contact information, and dialed it, but the voice prompts that the user has turned off the phone.

***

Lin Zhou didn't turn it off on purpose. He had used his mobile phone for almost two years, and the battery was aging. It was not enough to charge it every night, so he had to charge it at the company during the day, otherwise he would stop eating.

I forgot to charge it today, and being able to persist until I got in touch with Fu Mingshen is already the result of his saving money.

Lin Zhou and Fu Mingshen went to the pre-booked restaurant for dinner together. Seeing the tired look on his face, he knew that he was very tired from the business trip, so he said, "Go back and rest, and don't send me back."

Otherwise, it will take nearly two hours to go back and forth.

And today, Friday, there will be traffic jams.

Fu Mingshen said: "It's okay, and I don't need to drive, I can also rest in the car."

That's the same.

"No," Lin Zhou lowered his eyes, embarrassed to look at Fu Mingshen, and whispered, "I will feel bad."

These words were too lethal, Mr. Fu was hit directly to the point, and he almost laughed out loud on the spot. He tried his best to restrain himself to maintain the face of the overlord, nodded and said: "Okay, listen to you, then I will call you a taxi .”

He was reluctant to let the children squeeze the subway.

Lin Zhou did not refuse.

The gift that Fu Mingshen brought him was still in the car. The two went to Fu Mingshen's car to get the gift first. The driver drove the car over, opened the trunk, and Fu Mingshen took out a long box from it.

"Painting?" Lin Zhou asked when he saw the shape of the box.

Fu Mingshen handed the box to him and said, "You'll know when you open it."

Lin Zhou took the box and opened it, and there was indeed a scroll of unframed paintings inside. Since the scrolls were wrapped, it was impossible to tell which artist's work it was.

Lin Zhou noticed a bookmark under the painting, he took it out, and almost exclaimed when he saw the words on it.

There is a poem written on the bookmark: The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.

Signed: Ding Bai

Lin Zhou suddenly looked at Fu Mingshen with an excited expression, as if what he received was not a painting, but an engagement ring.

"Here, do I know that Master Ding Bai?"

Fu Ming smiled deeply and nodded: "Do you like it?"

It's not just because he likes it, if it wasn't for being on the street, Lin Zhou would probably take out the painting and kiss him a few times.

Moreover, the paper looked brand new, without any traces of mounting, and the handwriting on the bookmark was also new. Lin Zhou couldn't believe it: "This is... his new work?"

"Well, there happened to be a friend who knew him, so I asked him to ask the old man to draw a picture for me."

His tone was as simple as saying to eat and sleep.

But Lin Zhou knew that it must take a lot of thought.

Ding Bai is a master in the painting world, a legendary figure, and Lin Zhou's idol. He is 88 years old this year, and he is basically in a state of half-closed pen. He can't produce two new works in a year. This is not just a matter of money. Get it.

What kind of fucking god-level boyfriend is this.

Oh, prospective boyfriend.

Lin Zhou resisted the urge to look at the painting, carefully put the bookmark back, closed the lid, and said, "You gave me such a precious thing, I won't be able to get it back."

Fu Ming teased him deeply: "Then give it back to me."

Lin Zhou immediately turned his body and hid the box: "No."

Fu Mingshen couldn't help laughing, and said: "The tie clip you gave me last time is already considered a priceless treasure to me, and as long as it makes you happy, it is the greatest gift you can give me in return."

"..."

Damn, do you want to be so talkative?

Lin Zhou felt sweet in his heart.

This man is so good.

He doesn't move anyone's heart.

However, what makes Lin Zhou more excited now is Master Ding Bai's paintings, and he can't wait to go back to bathe and burn incense to appreciate his new works.

Thinking about it makes me want to rub my hands with excitement.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhou said: "Okay, then I will take it for nothing, you go back and rest, I will go back too."

Fu Mingshen let out a "huh" and took out his mobile phone to help the children hail a taxi. It's not the peak season, and he takes orders almost instantly.

The car was still one kilometer away, and Fu Mingshen still wanted to say a few words to the child. He saw that the child was already holding a painting and waiting on the side of the road to look in the direction of the car. Rubbing it with your hand, it's like a big baby.

Mr. Fu felt sour, and even regretted giving away the painting.

If he had known that he would send himself out, he would be the one being held in his arms right now.

Mr. Fu did not expect that one day he would be jealous of a painting, and it was very miserable.

I don't know if Mr. Fu's gaze was too resentful, but Lin Zhou looked over with feeling, met his gaze, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

It's nothing, it's just that the lemon is a little stuffy and my stomach hurts.

Fu Mingshen said: "I'm thinking about whether the family status in the future will be inferior to a painting."

Lin Zhou heard the strong smell of jealousy in this sentence, and was amused.

At this moment, the car called by Fu Mingshen arrived, stopped on the side of the road and honked the horn, but Lin Zhou didn't go up immediately, but turned around and walked in front of Fu Mingshen in two steps.

Before Fu Mingshen could react, he felt a warm body close to him - Lin Zhou hugged him.

There was a faint fragrance on Lin Zhou's body, and he didn't know if it was shampoo or shower gel, but it caught off guard and penetrated into Fu Mingshen's nose.

Fu Mingshen was in a daze.

"In my heart, you will always be NO1."

As Lin Zhou said, he let go of Fu Mingshen in embarrassment, his neck and face were covered with redness, and before Fu Mingshen could react, he picked up the painting again and ran away.

Fu Mingshen: "..."

Why didn't he take it back? Mr. Fu asked his hand, which hung innocently: the impact was too great, and it had already shut down along with the brain.

Because of this hug, Mr. Fu's mood is about to fly.

After getting in the car, he took out his mobile phone and opened the group where several of his friends were in. He basically blocked this group and didn’t talk in it. Only when they sometimes had group activities would he respond. A dead person is no different.

After thinking about it, he sent a red envelope, which blew up everyone inside.

Xie Kai: Thank you boss, I just grabbed 7200, bah, boss is stingy.

Feinan: I just robbed more than 200, did I say anything?

Ning Wenyu: What are you doing with the sudden red envelopes? Are you talking about big business?

Gao Siqi: Mingshen, Kaizi said you are in love, is it true or not, why don't you show it to your brother!

Fu Mingshen: Really.

Fu Mingshen: He just hugged me.

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Xie Kai: ...

Feinan: ...

Gao Siqi: ...

Ning Wenyu: ...

Gao Siqi: Brothers, did I read wrong, he can post emojis.

Feinan: It must be stolen account.

Ning Wenyu: I also think that I have known him for so many years, and I have never seen him type a few WeChat words, let alone emoticons.

Xie Kai: Bad guy, let go of my brother's account!

Fu Mingshen: No hacking.

Fu Mingshen: He is very cute, he draws beautifully, has a sweet smile, and even designs tie clips for me by himself.

Fu Mingshen: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

Fu Mingshen: It was all designed by him and given to me.

Fu Mingshen: [picture]

Fu Mingshen: He also painted this painting and gave it to me.

Crowd:......

Why do you throw dog food at the slightest disagreement, so fucking want to quit the group, fuck it.

After Fu Mingshen sprinkled the dog food, he closed the group chat contentedly, regardless of the howls of those few.

The car quickly stopped in front of his villa. Fu Mingshen has been on a business trip for a while, and has been running around all the time. In addition, he has finished the work a few days in advance, and he is even more busy. He is really tired at the moment. He just wants to take a good bath and lie down. bed.

However, there are always people who don't let him do what he wants.

Looking at the two uninvited guests sitting on his sofa, Fu Mingshen's expression quickly turned cold.

Ji Cong was originally caught by Fu Mingshen for doing something bad. He was so scared that he didn't sleep all night. Knowing that he would come back today, he came to his house early in the morning to wait for his confession. up.

Ji Lin was better, but also uneasy, wondering how his uncle would deal with them.

The two young masters who were still high-spirited and thinking about how to plot people yesterday, now they looked like two elementary school students who had done something wrong, and when they saw Fu Mingshen came back, they all stood with their heads bowed.

Fu Mingshen handed the coat to the nanny, walked over, saw their bear appearance, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Ji Cong's head was still wrapped in gauze, he tried his best to hold back his trembling legs, and said with a mournful face: "I'm sorry, uncle, I, I, I, I didn't know that Zhou Yi was your friend, all mistakes are my fault, I Damn."

Fu Mingshen put the mobile phone that hadn't received any news from the child on the coffee table: "If you're not my friend, you can frame him wantonly?"

Ji Cong's legs softened, and he almost knelt down. He supported the sofa to stand firm: "I, I, I, I..."

I spent a long time, but I didn't come up with a reason.

Although Fu Mingshen's relationship with the Ji family is not too close, or even close to each other, it is all the grievances of this generation, not the next generation.

He still had high expectations for Ji Lin and the others, so he was willing to cooperate with them in business, and to mention them occasionally so that they would avoid detours.

Because of this, he especially disliked Ji Cong, a hopeless second-generation ancestor.

He was also very angry at Ji Lin's behavior this time.

"I know that you usually take up your status as the young masters of the Ji family and have done a lot of nasty things. I didn't care about it before, but from now on, I don't care what your purpose is, what personal grievances you have, as long as I find out once , I will let someone interrupt your useless dog legs once, and you can try to see if I keep my word." Fu Ming said coldly.

Neither of them dared to say anything.

"I'll let you off this time for the time being about Zhou Yi. As for how the police will deal with you, you can ask for blessings."

"Also," Fu Mingshen's tone eased a little, "you find a time to apologize to Zhou Yi, and go in person, I don't want to hear any excuses that you can't lower your head."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The two said in a daze.

"Okay, Ji Cong, you go back first."

Ji Cong almost cried with joy when he heard the words, bowed to his uncle, and ran away quickly.

"Sit down." Fu Ming took a deep look at Ji Lin.

Ji Lin didn't dare to sit down, Fu Mingshen didn't force him, and asked coldly, "Do you know what I'm keeping you here for?"

"I know." Ji Lin said with his head down.

He knew that what he did this time made Fu Mingshen very disappointed.

I don't know what channel Zhou Yi used to catch up with his uncle.

Had he known that they knew each other, he wouldn't have killed Zhou Yi.

"I've always thought that you are the most promising of the Ji family's generation, but look at you, what have you done, huh?"

"I'm sorry uncle, I... I let you down."

Fu Ming rubbed his temples deeply: "Didn't I order you a business trip, and you didn't go?"

"No, there is a problem with the project over there, and it has been postponed."

"If there is a problem, you, the manager, need to deal with it. You are asked to go on a business trip. Do you think you are asked to inspect the results?"

Ji Lin silently lowered his head, not daring to argue.

Fu Ming couldn't see him acting like this, so he waved his hands and said, "Get the hell out of here after this matter is over, don't go back to the country until the matter is settled, I'll leave you idle."

He threw Ji Lin abroad, on the one hand, he really didn't want to see him harassing Lin Zhou again, on the other hand, he wanted him to endure hardships and train him well. Ji Lin is the only son of the Ji family. , we must study hard.

Ji Lin opened his mouth to explain something, but finally swallowed it down, and said dejectedly, "Okay."

***

After Lin Zhou returned to the dormitory, he washed his hands several times before he dared to carefully open Mr. Ding Bai's paintings to admire them.

When Cao Junyi heard that his painting was Ding Bai's new work, his eyeballs fell out of shock, and he looked back and forth several times. After confirming that it was the real work, he was even more shocked.

"Cub, where did you get this painting?" He really couldn't figure out where Lin Zhou could get Ding Bai's paintings.

Lin Zhou couldn't explain clearly either, coughed and said, "My friend gave it to me."

"Friend, what friend?" Cao Junyi asked.

Lin Zhou was a little embarrassed: "It's just... probably a boyfriend."

"A boyfriend?" Cao Junyi exploded on the spot, "Boy, tell Dad the truth, are you going to be someone else, um... um?"

"Huh?" Lin Zhou didn't know why.

"It's just... tsk, it's just selling ass."

Lin Zhou: "..."

"You're just selling your ass," Lin Zhou said angrily, "Do you think I'm someone who sold himself out for a painting?"

Cao Junyi didn't think so either, but he was probably a boyfriend friend, why would he give such an expensive gift.

And, "Where did you know such a rich friend?"

It was an accident that Ji Lin, a rich second generation who was already considered unattainable to them, had another accident. The probability of this was too high.

Lin Zhou didn't know how to explain it for a while. He never told them about Fu Mingshen, but he just didn't know how to explain it.

How should I put it, in the eyes of ordinary people, Fu Mingshen is unattainable and completely unworthy of him, and with the behavior of Ji Lin, a scumbag, it seems that Fu Mingshen only wants to play with him.

Lin Zhou felt a little tired, he carefully put away the painting so as not to be sprayed with saliva, thought for a while and said: "Actually, he is not too rich, but he has a friend who happened to know Mr. Ding Bai, so he has this opportunity. It has nothing to do with money."

Cao Junyi was dubious: "Really?"

"Yes, otherwise, do you think Mr. Ding Bai's new work can be bought with money alone?"

"That's true," Cao Junyi was fooled, "I was scared to death, boy, you must not take detours just because of a failed relationship."

Lin Zhou couldn't laugh or cry, sometimes having a boyfriend who is too rich seems to be quite troubled.

Hey.

***

The next day was Saturday, and Lin Zhou woke up after sleeping until almost noon. He touched the phone on the side and saw that there were several unread messages on WeChat, all of which were sent by Zhou Yi.

All he sent was voice. Seeing that Cao Junyi was still sleeping, Lin Zhou took out his earphones, put them on, and turned them on.

Zhou Yi: "Zhou Zhou, I received a call from the police, saying that they had obtained the surveillance from the bar that night, proving that my testimony was true, and then Ji Cong also did an injury appraisal, that is, Minor concussion, I'm totally fine."

Zhou Yi: "Ah, I'm so happy, thank you, Zhou Zhou, and your prospective boyfriend, you are all my saviors, reborn parents, woo woo woo."

Lin Zhou: "..."

We can't have a son your age.

Zhou Yi: "When are you free, I'll treat you to dinner. I must thank you all, especially your prospective boyfriend, don't refuse!"

Lin Zhou's fingertips paused.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yi didn't seem to know about his prospective boyfriend, Tian He, who he called her husband every day, and the person in power.

This is embarrassing.

Lin Zhou typed for him.

Kishi: Let me ask him.

Zhou Yi always responded quickly, and immediately sent a voice message.

Zhou Yi: "Okay, please let me thank you all properly, otherwise I will feel sorry for you."

Lin Zhou sent a good word, and then opened the chat box with Fu Mingshen.

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Fu Mingshen probably just happened to be online, so he will reply soon.

Fu Mingshen: My little cutie finally woke up.

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Kishi: The police told him today that my friend's matter has been resolved, thank you.

Fu Mingshen: It's a little effort, I will ask Ji Cong to apologize to your friend another day.

You can have an apology, Lin Zhou likes the way these second generation ancestors are deflated.

Kishi: Good.

Kishi: By the way, that, that, you...

Fu Mingshen: What?

Lin Zhou pursed his lower lip and typed.

An: I have an ex-boyfriend, just...he is also surnamed Ji, but it should have nothing to do with this matter, I don’t know if you know, I want to say that I blocked him a long time ago. , you...don't mind?

On the other side, Fu Mingshen, who was sitting at the dining table preparing to have lunch, smiled when he saw the news.

He thought it was something, and hesitated.

That's what happened.

Fu Ming said from the bottom of his heart that I managed to snatch you here, so why would I mind?

However, Lin Zhou made a mistake in saying one sentence, and Ji Lin has a lot to do with this matter.

On the big weekend, Fu Mingshen didn't want to cause trouble for the kid, so he replied: This kind of person is not worth my mind.

Lin Zhou was relieved when he saw the news.

This answer is so exciting, he likes it very much.

An: Another thing, my friend would like to invite you to have a meal with me to express my gratitude. When will you be free?

Fu Mingshen doesn't like to have dinner with people he doesn't know well if he doesn't have to socialize.

But the other party is Lin Zhou's friend, and he can also be regarded as a matchmaker between him and Lin Zhou? !

Anyway, no matter what, this face must be given.

Fu Mingshen thought about his itinerary and replied.

F: Or just tomorrow?

Zhouzhou: Yes, then I will tell him.

Zhou Zhou: By the way, there is one more thing that I must explain to you first.

F: Well, you say.

Zhou Zhou: My friend is a zero and one of your thousands of wives.

Fu Mingshen: "???"

What old woman?

Zhou Zhou: He may call your husband when he gets excited, don't mind.

Fu Mingshen: "..."

This goes where.

Moreover, he is called husband, shouldn't it be Lin Zhou who minds?