Pregnant with a scumbag uncle's child

Lin Zhou covered his ass, and stared furiously at Fu Mingshen.

Only then did Fu Mingshen remember that his ass was tossed by him all night yesterday, and hurriedly asked: "It hurts you, sorry, I just forgot that your side is uncomfortable."

Lin Zhou: "???"

You still have the face to say it!

Lin Zhou was even angrier, I feel uncomfortable over there, who caused it!

He turned his head to the side angrily, planning to keep Fu Mingshen from sleeping on his bed for a week, no, two weeks.

Fu Mingshen saw the kid exploded into a little hedgehog, and didn't feel much guilt in his heart. Instead, he felt that the kid who exploded was very cute, and even wanted to reach out and pinch his angry face.

Mr. Fu rubbed his nose, reflecting on whether he was being a bit too nasty.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when they arrived at home, Fu Mingshen suddenly asked: "By the way, Fu...my hall uncle, did he say anything unreasonable to you?"

Lin Zhou saw too many Fu family members today, so he reacted a bit before realizing that Fu Mingshen's uncle in the lobby was the old man who came over when he was chatting with Fu Wenbo.

Lin Zhou shook his head, he was still angry with Fu Mingshen at the moment, so he said eccentrically: "Didn't you say that you are at the top of the food chain in Fu's family, no one dares to bully me, does your face hurt, Mr. Fu. "

"..."

Since Lin Zhou got acquainted with him, he has always been well-behaved, sensible, and in awe of him. This should be the first time he has spoken to him so "sarcastically".

Fu Mingshen was not only not angry, but found it very novel and interesting.

Although he would like Lin Zhou no matter what he looked like, such a tempered kid made him feel more alive.

But this kind of thinking can't let the children know, otherwise I'm afraid it will be even more frustrating.

He pretended to be a little annoyed, and explained: "He didn't get along with my uncle, and I thought he wouldn't come."

This is the truth.

His hall uncle and his cousin are not brothers, and one is the Fu Mingshen faction with a clear banner, and the other is the shit-stirring stick faction, but he has no ability to participate in the power struggle, and can only be a shit-stirring stick to stir the water It's more muddy.

Fu Mingshen didn't have a good impression of him. After he came to power, he also suppressed him. It is certain that the other party hated him.

It's just that the relationship between him and his uncle is already very tense, and Fu Mingshen never thought that he would show up today.

Lin Zhou continued to be eccentric: "Your Fu family can still despise Wang Fa, three wives and four concubines, hehe, you've got yourself up."

"What are you thinking? I said that he has three wives and four concubines. I just said that he has been married and divorced many times in order to have a son, and he still raises lovers outside, but God is against him and keeps letting him have a daughter."

Lin Zhou: "..."

Isn't this really an eight o'clock TV series?

Is it really scientific to be able to have daughters all the time?

A big family like theirs should be able to afford the family planning fines. Fu Mingshen, the uncle of the lobby, wouldn't have given birth to a football team's daughter.

Thinking of so many sisters, Lin Zhou shivered violently.

He couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You big families think feudally and patriarchal, it's just a stench."

Fu Mingshen may be the reason why he lived in Fu's family since he was a child. He understands their mentality. After all, the family business is so big, and everyone hopes to pass it on to future generations instead of falling into the hands of others.

For example, his grandfather's family property was accumulated little by little by his grandfather, great-great-grandfather, and even his great-great-grandfather. If he hadn't strived for success, it would have been divided up by those collateral lines of the Fu family.

Maybe these people are still holding his grandfather's property to suppress his mother and the others, who would want that.

But understanding does not mean approval.

Fu Ming smiled lightly and said: "I'm wronged, I never approved of them, don't scold me too."

Lin Zhou snorted and said, "Oh, then you are really a white lotus that emerges from the mud without being stained."

Fu Mingshen: "..."

It was Fu Mingshen's home that Lin Zhou returned to. When he got home, in order to show that he was still angry, Lin Zhou went upstairs to change clothes and take a shower.

"What's wrong with Xiao Lin, are you okay?" Aunt Liu asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm having a temper tantrum." Fu Mingshen said.

Aunt Liu was relieved, it was a bit novel to see Fu Ming pampering her deeply.She always thought that people like Fu Mingshen, even after marrying a wife, would respect each other as a guest, or be as dignified and dignified as the head of the family, but she didn't expect this style of painting.

The whole person became lively and lively.

She couldn't help but shook her head and continued to do her own thing.

Then Fu Mingshen, a white lotus that emerged from the mud but not stained, turned around and walked into the study. With a cold face, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"It's me, Fu Mingshen," Fu Mingshen's voice was emotionless, "ask uncle in the lobby to answer the phone."

......

There was only one week left for Lin Zhou's internship. During this period, Zhang Rong approached him twice again, and they were all kind and even submissive.

However, Lin Zhou seemed to have a good temper and a soft personality, but he was very hard-hearted, and he refused to help her to intercede in front of Fu Mingshen.

Zhang Rong didn't have a good temper, but she was afraid of Fu Mingshen, and didn't dare to lose her temper at Lin Zhou again, almost suffocating herself to death.

However, Lin Zhou didn't care about her mood or the future. He spent the last week with ease and had a breakup meal with his colleagues, which was the official end of his internship.

Although it was only two months, it was still very rich, but the salary was a bit low. Lin Zhou thought he was wrong when he saw the 3000 yuan internship salary from Kari Finance.

Two months, 3000, he read it right.

Fortunately, Lin Zhou's financial situation is no longer in distress. After all, with a big financial backer like Mr. Fu, oh, no, boyfriend, he doesn't need to think about financial matters at all.

It's just... the boyfriend's old virgin sex, the demand is a bit too much.

Lin Zhou thought about not letting Fu Mingshen go to bed for two weeks. Facts have proved that intelligence quotient is also useful in this kind of thing. Fu Mingshen always has the ability to tease him, and he is at a young age. In the end, he cried and crawled Go to Mr. Fu's bed.

very angry.

In this way, when Fu Mingshen asked him to move in again, he refused to agree.

Firstly, he was afraid of being squeezed dry by Fu Mingshen. After all, judging from the frequency, he was definitely the one who died first.

Secondly, he was going to do a graduation project, and Lin Zhou had the burden of being an excellent student. The graduation project had to deliver a perfect answer sheet, so as to be worthy of the hard work of the past four years.

Moreover, this is the last period of his university, and he spent a lot of time living with his boyfriend, but he has no chance to live in the university dormitory again.

What can Fu Mingshen say about this, of course he can only choose to respect him.

With the arrival of June, the weather is getting hotter day by day, and people's mood is also restless.

On this day, Lin Zhou woke up from the bed, it was nearly 10 o'clock, the weather became hot, and he also became lazy, as if he didn't get enough sleep all day.

He took the phone, first replied to Fu Mingshen's message asking him good morning, and then poked on Weibo, wanting to see what's new today.

As a result, he opened it and found that today's Weibo comments and Art are several times the usual number, and there are many private messages.

Lin Zhou had a premonition that something was wrong, swiped his finger, and clicked on the comment section of the latest Weibo, almost blinded by the hot comments.

[Plagiarism dog get out and apologize! 】

[Hehe, I liked your painting style at first, but I couldn't bear plagiarism, so I canceled it. 】

[Plagiarism first Sima, I also placed two orders, really unlucky. 】

[(Ban Shou) Even Lu Yin plagiarized most of them, what happened to this world? 】

[Waiting for an explanation, I count you as a three-year-old fan, and I don't want to believe that you will plagiarize from the bottom of my heart. 】

......

Lin Zhou:? ? ?

Lin Zhou, who was lying lazily, sat up jolted up.

Plagiarism?Copy what?When did he plagiarize?

Lin Zhou was dumbfounded. He quickly searched his name in the search bar, and sure enough, the first popular Weibo that came out was plagiarized by him.

The blogger he plagiarized was a painter with more than [-] fans. The other party posted the completed picture of his latest hand-painted list, and a picture drawn by the painter himself two months ago.

——It is true that the settings are very similar. Both of them are holding flowers in one hand and holding a fan in the other. Even the poses, costumes and backgrounds are very similar.

But these!They are all the settings given by the people in Jotu!

In order to avoid bumping into the setting, Lin Zhou browses a lot of materials every day, because he is afraid that the person who places the order will first see a certain person's picture, like it very much, and then place an order request based on that person's picture.

But this artist was too vague. Lin Zhou hadn't seen the other party's picture at all, which led to such a big mistake.

Knowing what happened, Lin Zhou heaved a sigh of relief.

He took a screenshot of the chat record with Yotuna and posted it on the Internet as a clarification, and sincerely stated that it was his negligence, and he would pay more attention to it in the future. Finally, Aite apologized to the painter's wife sincerely.

After posting Lin Zhou, he turned off Weibo and got up to take a shower. He didn't take this matter to heart, after all, there are things that happen every day when drawing hand rings, and it's not his fault at all.

Lin Zhou came out after washing up, ordered a takeaway, opened WeChat again, and saw that Fu Mingshen had sent him a picture.

Inside the picture is a box of red bayberries, bright in color and full of fruit, all of which look juicy, and Lin Zhou drools on the spot.

Fu Mingshen: It's a gift from someone else, do you want to eat it?

Kishi: Think about it!Looks delicious QAQ.

Fu Mingshen: I'll bring it over to you that night, and have a meal together by the way.

In fact, Fu Mingshen can ask someone to deliver it right now, but what is the delicious food delivered by himself, and he eats the red bayberry first, then eats, and finally takes home to eat the children, killing three birds with one stone.

Lin Zhou didn't guess Mr. Fu's sinister intentions, so he responded well.

Lunch was not coming so soon, and Lin Zhou was in no mood to do things without eating, so he just continued chatting with Fu Mingshen.

An: When my grandfather was still alive, every day at this time, I pestered him to take me to the mountains to pick red bayberries.

An: But there are so many snakes and mosquitoes at this time, and I attract mosquitoes again. Every time I come back, my head is covered with bruises, and once I was almost bitten by a snake.

An: My grandfather lied to me that bayberry has no flowers, but some people can see bayberry flowers, and they will die if they see them. Children are especially easy to see them. I was scared at that time and dared not pester Let him go to the mountain to pick them.

Fu Mingshen did not reply to the text this time, but directly made a voice call to him.

"Brother," Lin Zhou picked it up, a little embarrassed, "Am I talking too much?"

"No," Fu Mingshen said in a gentle tone, "Miss grandpa?"

"That's okay. Actually, I don't even remember what he looked like. He passed away when I was five years old."

Lin Zhou played with an unused watercolor pen unconsciously, and said, "But I don't know why, I am very impressed by this matter, maybe I am very greedy."

At that time, he was living in the countryside with his grandfather, living in poverty and having no snacks, so he could only eat these wild fruits.

Fu Ming paused for a moment, then said: "Dragon Boat Festival will be in a few days, do you want to pick red bayberries and go out to have fun?"

Lin Zhou glanced at the calendar on the table, only to realize that the Dragon Boat Festival holiday began the day after tomorrow.

Since he resigned, his life has been a bit muddy. He only remembers the days of the week, but not the days and holidays.

"Okay," Lin Zhou agreed, "You can make arrangements."

"Well, I'll take a look later, and I'll send you the itinerary after I arrange it."

Lin Zhou smiled and agreed: "Okay."

Fu Mingshen was doing things, and Lin Zhou could believe it with his eyes closed. The two chatted for a while, and Fu Mingshen still had to work, so he hung up the phone.

After lunch, Lin Zhou spent the whole afternoon painting. Until the evening, he rubbed his sore neck, remembered the incident on Weibo, and wanted to see what was going on.

The result surprised him.

The painter's wife reposted his clarification on Weibo, expressing eccentrically that he didn't believe his clarification. If he wanted this kind of chat screenshot, the other party could post it.

As for the person about Tu, Weibo has been pretending to be dead, which makes Lin Zhou's self-certification in this screenshot even more pale.

And the popular comments on his apology have been slaughtered, most of them still scold him for plagiarism, some people say that he is not good at drawing expensive ones, and some even say that he is used to plagiarism. After reading it all the way, Lin Zhou doubts that he is It's not that his character is that bad.

Although he is considered half-two-dimensional, he is usually busy with his studies, and the role of Weibo is basically just to post pictures, take orders, and occasionally post new and strange things.

So he was going to be looked down upon by these "righteous passers-by" who were unwilling to believe the facts and turned black and white to follow suit.

Lin Zhou was aggrieved and angry and wanted to refute, but he typed a paragraph and then deleted it. These people probably only want to believe what they see. If they can’t produce strong evidence to prove that they didn’t copy it, no matter how much they explain it, they won’t be able to explain it. It's a cover up.

Lin Zhou scrolled down like masochistic, and finally saw a normal comment.

[Hot reviews are really enough, this is the water army buying likes, Lu Da, why don't you post a video, which is the chat content with the girl who placed the order, record a video, so that self-proof is more powerful. 】

The id of the girl who posted the comment was Xiaoyu without an umbrella. Lin Zhou knew her well and was an old fan.

He was a little touched, at least someone was willing to believe him, and even offered him a trick.

Lin Zhou hurriedly recorded a video of the chat with that girl and sent it, but this time he didn't explain or apologize, but just sent a video coldly.

But he is also a little curious, the most popular comments have more than 1 likes, his matter is not so out of the circle.

At this moment, Fu Mingshen called and said that he was almost at the school gate and asked him to go out, so Lin Zhou didn't bother to investigate further, so he packed up and went out to see Fu Mingshen.

"Where's the bayberry?" Lin Zhou asked impatiently as soon as he opened the door and got in the car.

He was starving to death.

I don't know why, but he really wants to eat red bayberry. Thinking about it since noon, he is almost thinking about lovesickness.

Fu Mingshen motioned him to look at the front seat.

Lin Zhou poked his head, and sure enough, he saw a cardboard box on the front passenger seat, which should be full of red bayberries, and there was a fresh-keeping box on the cardboard box, which also contained red bayberries. The drops of water on the red bayberries should be washed. of.

Lin Zhou's eyes lit up, he took the crisper and asked Fu Mingshen, "Can I eat it?"

"Let's eat." Fu Ming looked at his bright eyes and said with a smile.

As long as I see children, my mood becomes particularly good.

Lin Zhou opened the fresh-keeping box, put one in his mouth, and swallowed it. The sweet and sour juice overflowed his entire mouth. Lin Zhou squinted his eyes, and all the bad mood brought to him by the Internet was dispelled.

It's very yummy.

For the first time, he felt that bayberry was so delicious, it was the best in the world.

When it was time to eat, Lin Zhou unknowingly ate up a box of red bayberries.

Fu Mingshen was a little annoyed when he saw this. He was afraid that the child would eat too much and would not be able to eat, but seeing the child's food was so delicious, he was reluctant to let him stop eating.

So one inattentive made him eat so much.

If I knew it earlier, I would have told the secretary not to wash so much.

The restaurant they ate at today was introduced by Fu Mingshen's good friend Xie Kai. It is a private restaurant that looks inconspicuous but has a unique interior. It is said that the taste is particularly good.

Xie Kai, who likes to be picky and picky, would forcefully recommend a place that would not be bad, so Fu Mingshen brought the children to eat.

In fact, no matter how good the restaurants outside are, most of them are not as good as the chefs at his home.

It's just that the children always feel that they are doing bad things when they come to his house. Fu Mingshen has lost trust in the hearts of the children and can only eat outside.

Well, it's the same thing if you trick yourself into eating people after eating outside.

"I can't eat anymore." Sitting in the dining room, Lin Zhou frowned and said.

Fu Mingshen was ordering food with his mobile phone, when he heard the words, "There are not many red bayberries in that box, so you can't eat any more after eating a little?"

Lin Zhou lay down on the table listlessly, and said weakly, "Maybe it's because the weather is hot and I don't have a good appetite."

"Then I'll order something light."

"it is good."

Fu Mingshen then ordered a few light dishes, and ordered a pot of their signature fresh soup, which is said to be a soup stewed with various seafood. The seafood is freshly caught, and the soup is rich and delicious.

The food came out quickly, and Lin Zhou moved his chopsticks a few times before putting it down without appetite.

"My teeth are sour, I don't want to eat." Lin Zhou said.

"..." Fu Mingshen once again regretted letting him eat so many red bayberries.

At this time, the soup came, Fu Mingshen served him a bowl of seafood soup with his own hands, and said, "Then have some soup, this is said to be a specialty, try it."

"Oh......"

Lin Zhou took the soup bowl, took a mouthful with a white porcelain spoon, let it cool down, and put it in his mouth.

This seafood soup is stewed with seafood such as crab, shrimp scallops and shellfish in one pot. It should be very fresh and delicious.

And since it is the specialty of the store, the ingredients must have been processed so that it won't be too fishy.

But when Lin Zhou drank it, he didn't know why he only felt a mouthful of fishy smell, which made him feel nauseous for a while.

Lin Zhou endured it for a while, but couldn't help it, and vomited directly into the trash can next to him.

The author has something to say: Some people say that this is actually a child's article, uh, ah, the title is not enough... is it obvious?

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