The Boss I Picked Up All Fell In Love With Me

It was Mr. Qin who broke the silence.

He coughed lightly: "Shi Jun, don't praise him like that, children can't stand praise, what should I do if I praise too much and don't do well?"

He spoke modestly, but his expression was clearly full of complacency and pride.

He looked like a parent whose child got full marks in the exam and kept saying that there was a lot of room for improvement. His whole body was full of hypocrisy.

Fu Shijun looked serious: "I'm just telling the truth."

Elder Qin couldn't help but smile all the wrinkles on his face like a flower: "You are so polite."

In the second half of the meal, the smile on Mr. Qin's face never stopped.

I even ate a lot more than usual, and I just feel comfortable all over.

Even the father and daughter, who were so obtrusive to the eyes, could no longer affect his mood.

In stark contrast to him were Su Zui's uncles, as well as Su Chengzhi's father and daughter.

All of them looked like dishes, and were as quiet as chickens, and they no longer looked arrogant just now.

From the corner of the eye, the ugly faces of the nephews on the opposite side flashed across, and Elder Qin felt unstoppable disappointment in his heart.

The older a person is, the more he cares about family affection. When he loses his beloved daughter in old age, he is especially tolerant to his close relatives.

Knowing that these nephews have ideas about family property, they didn't take too much precautions against them. Instead, they helped them as much as they could and supported them to start their own businesses.

It was with his support that the eldest nephew's foreign company was established.

Over the years, he didn't say he did his best, but he didn't care less about these nephews.

In the end, how did they repay him one by one?

Team up with an outsider who can't get on the stage, and shamelessly run on Su Zui in front of distinguished guests.

If it wasn't for Su Zui's self-improvement and retorting back with strength, I don't know what kind of humiliation I would be humiliated today!

Elder Qin couldn't help feeling a little sour.

After so many years, he finally raised a group of white-eyed wolves.

At this moment, a piece of wax gourd with soup suddenly appeared in the bowl in front of him.

Su Zui looked over with clear eyes, and said softly, "You can't be picky eaters, you should eat more digestible food."

The winter melon is boiled rottenly, infiltrating the meat flavor in the soup, which is not delicious.

Eating food that he wouldn't easily stretch out his chopsticks at ordinary times, Mr. Qin's heart seemed to be warmed by the soup, and he became hot.

Forget it, since people don't appreciate it, he doesn't need to do thankless things anymore.

He also has a decent little grandson to raise.

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After the meal was over, Elder Qin asked Su Zui to go with him to see Fu Shijun off.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Su Chengzhi hurriedly said, "Zhimo, quickly go with your brother to see off President Fu!"

Old Qin: "..."

His face turned cold, and he couldn't help it, and said coldly: "Mr. Su, go back quickly, and don't want to bring out all cats and dogs to meet people in the future."

He has always been very self-cultivated, and he rarely swears at people and animals like this.

If Su Chengzhi hadn't repeatedly challenged his bottom line, he wouldn't have been so offensive in front of Fu Shijun.

Su Chengzhi's face was ugly: "Zhimo is also your granddaughter—"

Fu Shijun spoke suddenly, interrupting his words with a low magnetic voice: "You rest more, just let Xiao Zui take me out."

He said this to Elder Qin and Su Zui, and he didn't even give Su Chengzhi and Su Zhimo a minute of his peripheral vision, completely ignoring them.

Su Chengzhi didn't expect Fu Shijun to be so shameless, he was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Su Zhimo didn't show any clues on his face, but the hand hanging beside him suddenly grabbed his palm.

She took a slow breath in her heart, showing a cruel sneer.

Just wait, after a while, Su Zui won't be able to show off anymore, let him be proud for a while before he dies——

In the end, it was Su Zui's uncle who came out to smooth things over: "Haha, for a distinguished guest like Mr. Fu, we must all go to give them away."

A group of people marched out of the door in a mighty manner and sent Fu Shijun out of the door before barely stopping.

Fu Shijun was about to get in the car and leave when he suddenly heard a very annoying voice.

"So drunk!"

Fu Shijun: "..."

A foot that had already stepped on the car body was retracted instantly, Fu Shijun raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the man he had seen in the restaurant last time, accompanied by a short and fat middle-aged woman.

One is Yang Yuanhang, and the other is Yang Yuanhang's mother, although I have never seen it before, but I have seen photos in the documents.

Yang Yuanhang looked sad: "Su Zui, listen to my explanation, I really have nothing to do with anyone else, the only one I have liked from the beginning to the end is you!"

He said: "You used to want to announce our relationship, but I kept shirking it. It was my fault. Now I brought my mother, and she has already promised us!"

The expression on Mother Yang's face was a little stiff, but under Yang Yuanhang's hint, she still took a few steps forward.

She said: "I know you are a good...good boy, as long as you and Yuanhang can be together safely, I don't mind my son being with a man like this."

Although she spoke generous words, but for some reason, it always made people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

It seems that it is a great gift to allow Su Zui to be with her son.

Looking at the mother and son who were full of nonsense, Fu Shijun frowned, subconsciously turned his head to look at Su Zui.

To his surprise, there was no sign of panic on Su Zui's face.

He even tilted his head, looked at Yang Yuanhang's gaze, and had a moment of banter.

Seeing Yang Yuanhang here suddenly, Su Zui wasn't too surprised.

Since sending Yang's mother to the villa that day, he has never returned a text message or call from Yang Yuanhang.

Yang Yuanhang had to be able to live in peace all the time, which made him feel weird.

This is because he couldn't take any pictures, so he was going to drag him out of the closet in front of Mr. Qin?

Although this kind of effect is not as exciting as the bed photo, it is still a very serious blow to an elderly person, and the chances of getting something wrong with his popularity are very high.

Of course, the premise was that Su Zui hadn't given Elder Qin any medicine to strengthen his physique.

Before Su Zui could answer Yang Yuanhang's words, his uncles turned pale with fright, and they taught him a lesson.

"Xiao Zui, why are you together or not? What is the relationship between this man and you?"

"Nonsense, you are so young, how can you learn these messy things! You even messed around with men!"

"Earlier, my uncle thought that you were fighting for spirit, but I didn't expect you to do such a thing. Isn't this a disgrace to our Qin family?"

"Yes, if the outside world knows that the heir of the Qin family is actually a person who messes with men, what will they think of us?!"

Even Su Chengzhi was furious: "Su Zui, I thought you were rebellious at first, but I didn't expect you to do such a disgusting thing. If you don't repent, I won't have your son in the future!"

They spoke fiercely one by one, as if relying on just a few words from the mother and son, they were certain that Su Zui had committed a heinous crime!

After one by one, Su Zui has become a sinner of the family in a trance.

Although Mr. Qin didn't faint immediately from the anger, his face was obviously ugly.

He shook his body, stood still for a long time, and reprimanded in a hoarse voice: "Enough! Don't talk about it, who will show you how ugly it is at the door?! If you have anything to do, go back and talk about it!"

As he spoke, he looked at Fu Shijun deeply, his voice suddenly aged several years: "I'm sorry, Shijun, it was so hard to invite you to come over once, and let you see a joke."

Fu Shijun pursed his lips, swallowed what he wanted to say, and finally said, "It's okay."

Seeing this situation, Su Zhimo on the side bent her lips briskly, revealing a secret smile.

She wants to see, in this situation, how can Su Zui clean himself up?

Her stepbrother is very brain-dead, and now he is probably so scared that he doesn't even know what to say, right?

She was very happy and reserved, but Fu Shijun still noticed her keenly.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Su Zui's nominal step-sister, and Fu Shijun's brows furrowed even tighter.

Just when almost everyone was waiting to see Su Zui's joke, Su Zui didn't show the expression of panic and fear as they imagined.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man with exquisite eyebrows and eyes looked up at Yang Yuanhang. There was no guilt or nervousness on his face, only almost pure confusion, and he said slowly: "Yang Yuanhang, did you misunderstand something?"

He said: "I appreciate your talent in painting, that's why I funded you for a while. I don't think I've ever done anything to you that crossed the line. I don't know how you have this... illusion?"

In the quiet moonlight, the young man's voice was clear and pleasant: "I don't intend to offend you, but if it's convenient, I suggest Mr. Yang that you go to the psychiatrist as soon as possible. If you are sick, you should see it early."

I didn't expect Su Zui to be able to open his eyes and say such a big nonsense, before the smile on Su Zhimo's face was wiped off, he froze suddenly.

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