After the wealthy family got married, the fake young master pretended to be good every day

There was no one else around Madam Fu, and the housekeeper who often followed Madam Fu was not in this office.

So the whole office looks empty.

The moment Fu Qingyan saw Mrs. Fu, his heart beat wildly for a moment. This was a sudden jump of awareness of danger. To be honest, he hadn't faced Mrs. Fu face to face like this for a long time, and the last time they met was several years ago.

When Fu Qingyan was studying high school in a small European town, he had the opportunity to exchange students, so he chose to return to China to study in high school. When he was in college, he immediately filled in a school far away from the small European town. No plan to go home.

So after he arrived in accordance with the requirements of the will and got his own inheritance, he decided to flee from that moment on.

Although later, Fu Qingyan chose to return to China to run the Fu Group, but the domestic Fu Group and the European company are not the same legal person.

In other words, Fu Qingyan had been planning to break with the Fu family a long time ago.

Fu Qingyan walked into the office slowly, all emotions were suppressed on his face, and he looked a little expressionless wrapped in black.

The Fushi Group building stands in the bustling downtown area. However, at this time, many staff have gone home to rest after get off work, so there are actually not many people in the building.

Fu Qingyan walked towards Mrs. Fu. This was the first time the two met after many years. In so many years, they did not have any call information or communication.

Fu Qingyan sat on the leather chair opposite Madam Fu, and the two looked at each other in silence, while Madam Fu looked at the decorations and gadgets on Fu Qingyan's table with great interest.

According to her understanding of Fu Qingyan, many of the daily necessities on the table, including the brightly colored ornaments, should not have been chosen by Fu Qingyan himself. These things were probably given to Fu Qingyan by Rongrong.

Mrs. Fu picked up the photo frame on the table very familiarly. Behind the transparent glass was a group photo of Fu Qingyan and Rong Rong.

Mrs. Fu's long nails made an unpleasant and harsh sound on the glass, making Fu Qingyan frown slightly, but he didn't reach out to stop the other party, because he was not sure what the other party suddenly came to his office for.

The relationship between him and Mrs. Fu may have been an ordinary mother-child relationship a long time ago, but since Mr. Fu passed away, the relationship between the two has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Fu Qingyan still remembers that in the few days after the funeral, when he was thirsty at night and was about to look for clear water in the manor, the young Fu Qingyan sat in the kitchen holding a water glass, still feeling a little confused and sad about Mr. Fu's sudden death. .

Fu Qingyan put down his water glass and prepared to take a walk in the manor to relieve the sadness in his heart, but when he sat down on the garden bench, he suddenly found that there were still rooms in the manor house that were lighting up.

That room happened to be Mrs. Fu's bedroom.

Maybe it's because of his own destiny. Fu Qingyan didn't know what he was thinking at that time, but he just walked towards the bright room. Maybe he still had the sadness of his father's sudden death in his heart at that moment, maybe he needed to find his mother comfort.

However, just as he was walking towards the room, he suddenly found that the door of Mrs. Fu's room was ajar, and there were faint sounds of conversation and clinking glasses coming from inside.

In the cold late night, Fu Qingyan, who was wearing pajamas, peeked in. Mrs. Fu, who had attended the funeral during the day, changed into a gorgeous dress and was talking with the person in front of her. There were still champagne and goblets on the small table beside her.

Mrs. Fu dismissed most of the staff in the manor a few months ago, so the manor seemed even more empty and quiet at night.

Fu Qingyan was the only one in the cold and dark corridor. He pressed against the wall tightly, and looked inside with wide eyes through the gap.

After a while, he heard Mrs. Fu laugh happily, and then a faint voice came from the room: "...the dose is just right, and the private doctor won't find out anything. Finally, when he is buried..."

The two in the room clinked glasses.

Fu Qingyan only felt that his blood was frozen from the beginning to the end. He didn't know what he heard for a moment in his mind, and there was a buzzing sound from both ears, as if his body was trying to reject the truth spoken by the people in the house.

The brain seemed to immediately deploy its protection system to protect Fu Qingyan from further damage.

And Mrs. Fu in the room may have become a little drunk due to the erosion of alcohol, and she can't speak clearly: "... Fu Qingyan will be Fu Qingyan in a few years, and he is not my biological son, so don't worry..."

"Take your time, the Fu Group will be mine sooner or later..."

That night, Fu Qingyan didn't know how he moved back to the room step by step. He only felt a severe headache and trembling all over his body. His mind couldn't digest so much information in a short period of time, which made him on the verge of collapse.

However, it may be because he has been physically strong since he was a child. Although he was about to collapse, he finally gritted his teeth and persisted.

Therefore, Fu Qingyan buried this secret deeply in his heart, lived in the nightmare-like Fu's Manor for a while, and then seized every opportunity to escape with all his strength.

Mrs. Fu's eyes finally wandered back from the novelties on the table, and she raised her eyebrows to look at Fu Qingyan in front of her.

Although I don't know when the other party noticed her intentions, I have to say that what Fu Qingyan has done these years is quite beyond her imagination.

Originally thought that in the few years after Fu Shengqiu's death, she would be able to get rid of Fu Qingyan in front of her, and thus obtain the entire Fu Group and this huge inheritance.

But he didn't expect her "son" raised by her own hands to do so many things in recent years, the most important thing is to catch the evidence that she poisoned Fu Shengqiu back then.

According to the law of Xiaocheng, those who intentionally kill the decedent will lose their inheritance qualifications.

Mrs. Fu looked Fu Qingyan up and down. In the past few years, she wanted to poison Fu Qingyan without knowing it, but the other party escaped.

Although some time ago, she spent a lot of money to hire someone to salvage the mobile phone in the offshore waters, but she also quickly realized that Fu Qingyan must have uploaded audio, video and text materials to other places before that.

Therefore, she is indeed being held by the other party now, and it is a very deadly handle.

Mrs. Fu still had a smile on her face, she couldn't see any disgust, she said: "Why don't we all take a step back, you give me those things, and I won't tell others that you are not from the Fu family Children, let's carve up the Fu Group and the inheritance together, isn't it good?"

Fu Qingyan lowered his eyelashes. There was still a scar on the palm of his hand that was scratched by the bodyguard that day, and the black leather gloves he was wearing covered up the scar very well. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were slightly Relax: "Are you here today to pursue cooperation?"

Mrs. Fu smiled and nodded: "Since we each have something to do with each other, it's better to cooperate with each other. After the cooperation, I promise you that I will never go back to China again."

Rong Rong was staring at the hairy belly in the hot pot in a daze, because their crew was progressing too fast, so Director Zhang waved his hand, preparing the whole crew to take a good rest for a few days before proceeding to the next round of filming and reading.

As soon as this remark came out, the crew went crazy with joy.

Because Director Zhang is a typical workaholic, the atmosphere in the crew during this period is particularly like the sprint stage of the third year of high school. In addition, the hero Rong Rong will infinitely cooperate with all Director Zhang's ideas. Therefore, the rest of the crew is like being tied by a rope. The tied grasshopper was turned yellow and emaciated by these two people, and his eyes were lifeless.

Therefore, when Director Zhang announced that the crew would be on vacation for a few days to rest and recuperate, the staff and actors of the entire crew did not react, thinking that Director Zhang was lying to them.

When Director Zhang shouted for the third time that we were going to have a holiday, the staff put down the equipment in their hands and cheered.

Therefore, that night, someone specially prepared hot pot ingredients and base ingredients, and happily ate hot pot among the crew, which looked like a scene of a country dinner.

Rong Rong stared blankly at the hot pot in front of him, while Zhou Xiaoxiao, Lin Mu and Director Zhang beside him were still discussing the issue of remuneration for an episode.

Because Rong Rong is the leading role this time, his salary for one episode will be greatly increased compared to before, and even then it is far inferior to top stars.

But before the filming started, Rong Rong roughly calculated his salary, and his eyes lit up after the calculation.

This remuneration is completely worth the sum of the previous years of hard work!

However, he is not in the mood to join the discussion now, because this afternoon, he has received an electronic report from the DNA identification agency. Through the electronic report, he can clearly see the relationship between him and Dad Rong. There is no blood relationship.

Although I had already guessed the result, I was still a little disappointed when I actually saw the conclusion.

In this way, the conclusion is ready to come out.

Fu Qingyan and Father Rong are definitely related by blood.

Looking at the hairy belly picked up by the chopsticks, Rong Rong still thought in his heart that when he was eating at home, he once joked that Fu Qingyan and Rong's father were a bit similar, but he didn't expect it to become a proverb.

He sighed again, and stuffed a large piece of hairy belly into his mouth. Although life has become like this, it must continue.

There was a light ding from the phone, Rongrong lowered his head, and saw the text message amidst the hot pot steam:

"Hello, I'm Fu Qingyan's mother. I want to meet with you, can I? I have two DNA reports here and I want to show you."

Rong Rong was a little dazed, he didn't know what he was thinking at this moment, if Fu Qingyan was really Father Rong's child, then he and Mrs. Fu in front of him...are related by blood, right?

Rong Rong looked at the text on the phone, frowned, and it took him a long time to reply "OK."

Late at night, Fu Group.

Fu Qingyan was lying down on the table and writing something. The night outside the window was already full of stars. After Fu Qingyan slowly wrote the last sentence, he signed his name and date, and read the handwritten will from beginning to end.

"...After death, the entire inheritance will be given to Rongrong."

He then stood up, locked the will in a safe, and sent a confidential email to his lawyer.