The big guy's little baby is too sweet

Tan Fu hurriedly got up and opened the door. The handsome Tan Yujun raised his eyebrows, a little panicked, but more surprised, "Dad, why are you here?"

This is going to change!

He just inquired about Fu Ziming's news from his friends, and he also knew about his recent visit to his parents. Although he knew that this person could not belong to him, he still felt very uncomfortable.

"Nizi, you still have the face to say it, huh?" Tan Wenrong was furious, turned around, and grabbed his ear.

"Hey, dad, don't, it hurts, hey, let go, please..." Tan Fujun jumped in pain, seeing that there was no hope of admitting his mistake, he hurried to help Tan Fu, who was gloating at the side, "Uncle Fu, help me."

Tan Fu pursed his lips and laughed shamelessly, "Master, I can't save you?"

"Who told you to come to the imperial capital?" Tan Wenrong threw him to the ground angrily, not intending to just let him go.

Finally relieved, Tan Fujun quickly got up, patted the dust off his body, and sighed a little uncomfortablely, "Dad, why do you ask why you know it?"

"You..." Tan Wenrong didn't know the thoughts of the child he raised, so he could only sigh heavily in his heart, "Who made you a step late? He already has a family, let me tell you, Don't think about anything, go back to Hong Kong with me tomorrow."

He didn't know whether he should be glad that Fu Ziming had already settled down with him, and he would never have the chance to be his in-law again, or he should regret that he would never have the chance to even be his in-law, and even see him once again!

There are several 18 years in life, or the next time, it will be on the road to Huangquan, or the yin and yang will be separated.

Between them, besides missing, they still missed... God never forgave him, not even once.

"I know it too, but I can't help it, Dad, do you know what it's like to like someone? I didn't think about what to do, I just wanted to watch by his side and protect him, and I was satisfied. Really, do you believe Me." Tan Fujun looked pained.

He really can't help it.

He wanted to come and see him and help him find his parents, even just a glance was enough.

He doesn't ask for anything in return, and he doesn't feel that there is anything to be sad about. It is a beautiful thing to like and protect someone, and he is willing.

"You..." Tan Wenrong felt distressed and helpless.

This is the child he has worked so hard to bring up, so why doesn't he understand his thoughts?But……

He really didn't want him to endure such pain and suffering, to be like him in the future, to repeat the same mistakes, and to be lonely for the rest of his life?

"Master, since you like Master Ziming so much, why don't you see if he has any other younger brothers? Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to marry him?" Tan Fu was also afraid that he would repeat the same mistakes as the master, so he enthusiastically proposed.

"What kind of brother? They are all of the same father and half mother. They are completely different types. There is no way to compare them? Besides, I think he is the only one..."

Unexpectedly, Tan Wenrong was startled, his old face froze, "What did you just say?"

"I said he was unique..."

"No, no, the last sentence, his younger brothers are all half-brothers?" After asking this sentence, Tan Wenrong's somewhat slack face turned slightly pale, and his breathing became tight.

"Master..." Tan Fu worriedly supported his trembling arm.

"Father, what's the matter with you?" Tan Fujun didn't know why, so he was very frightened, and hurried over to help him onto the chair.

But he didn't think about it, but he was thrown away excitedly. Tan Wenrong gasped for breath, and roared sharply, "I'm asking you something."

It has been a long time since Tan Fujun saw him so angry, he was a little panicked, and quickly said, "Yes, I found out that Ziming was abandoned by Uncle Nian when he was very young, and it was only recently that I found out that uncle is not married , but was raped by Jiang Yunhan, a beast from the Jiang family. When Ziming was pregnant in his stomach, they were twins, but they were half-brothers... I don’t know how much Uncle Nian suffered, so he abandoned himself His own son chose to commit suicide..."

These are because when Oolong admitted the wrong person last time, he sent someone to investigate again when he came to the imperial capital this time, so he understood it clearly.

That is to say, he just learned the whole story, and he was really angry, and more distressed.

He also went to the Su family's old house just now, and saw Fu Ziming and Su Chen with his own eyes.

But he didn't go in, and he wasn't qualified to go in.

"What? Self, suicide..." Tan Wenrong was shocked, only felt a burst of blood rushing up, followed by a sweet taste in his throat, and his head shook. In the end, he couldn't stand the violent blow, and he didn't say anything, his heart ached. It was a sudden jerk, and he passed out directly.

"Dad, Dad..." Tan Fujun turned pale with shock, and quickly reached out to support him. Seeing that his face was flushed and he had fallen into a coma, he made a decisive decision. While holding down the other person, he yelled at Tan Fu who was flustered beside him, " Uncle Fu, hurry, hurry, call an ambulance..."

Tan Wenrong's blood pressure has always been high, and he drank again tonight, coupled with the fatal blow just now, he was afraid that his blood pressure would soar and he might have a stroke...

"Hey, hit..." After being yelled at like this, Tan Fu finally recovered his backbone and quickly dialed 120 for an ambulance.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of people turning their backs, especially watching his father being pushed into the emergency room, Tan Yujun became more worried and uneasy.

"Master, please don't worry!" After all, Tan Fu was old, after the shock just now, he almost collapsed now, sitting on the chair next to him, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Thinking of the scene just now, Tan Fujun took a deep breath, couldn't bear the doubts in his heart, and squatted in front of him, "Uncle Fu, what happened to my dad? Why is he so excited all of a sudden?"

"This..." Tan Fu raised his cloudy red eyes, hesitant to speak.

This secret has been hidden in the master's heart for more than twenty years.

He hasn't figured out the situation yet, and he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

"Is it related to Uncle Nian?" Tan Sijun felt something sensitively.

He knew that his father had someone he loved very much, and he always thought it belonged to his mother, but for so many years, he didn't even see his mother's tombstone, let alone a photo.

When he was a child, he thought of his mother, he also asked, but every time he was prevaricated.

So many years have passed, fearing that he would be sad, Tan Fujun never mentioned it again.

Is it...

Tan Fujun didn't know what to think of, his heart skipped a beat, and he was inexplicably flustered.

This possibility made him unwilling to believe it, let alone think deeply about it.

However, Tan Fu just sighed silently and did not answer his words.

At this moment, the lights in the emergency room went out and the doctor came out.

Tan Fujun rushed up in a hurry, "Doctor, how is my father?"

The doctor took off his mask, smiled and comforted him, "Blood pressure was a bit high, and he fell into a coma for a short time after being stimulated. Fortunately, he was discovered in time, so he didn't have a stroke. Now there is no serious problem. Remember not to let him be stimulated again."

"Phew, that's good." Tan Fujun heaved a sigh of relief, only now did he feel his legs were a little weak, "Then when will my father wake up?"

"Later, prepare something light to replenish his strength." The doctor patiently advised.

"Thank you, doctor." Tan Fujun bowed gentlemanly, and then saw his father being pushed out of the emergency room by the nurse and sent to the general ward, and he hurriedly followed.

"The young master, please watch first, I'll go buy some hot porridge for the master." Tan Fu then followed in, seeing that Tan Wenrong was safe and sound, he wiped away his tears and eagerly prepared to go out.

However, Tan Wenrong didn't know when he woke up, he gasped and said with difficulty, "You stay and let Jun'er go."

"Father, are you awake?" Tan Fujun was overjoyed, sat down in front of his hospital bed, held his rough hand, and blamed himself endlessly.

Alas, it's all his fault. If he hadn't been so self-willed, my father would not have come to the imperial capital in person because of him, who violated the principles for many years.

"I'm fine, you go out and let Uncle Fu rest for a while." Tan Wenrong sat up with difficulty and pushed him out.

"Dad..." Tan Fujun knew that he was trying to dismiss him.

There should be something to tell Uncle Ming.

Is it related to Ziming's father?

Under Tan Wenrong's stern gaze, he stood up slowly, walked to the door, and closed the door.

After pondering for a moment, he still stood silently.

Soon, a voice from inside was heard.

"Ah Fu, he's dead?" A very pale and hoarse voice, filled with unspeakable despair and grief, roared as if it tore his throat, "How could this be? Ah Fu? How could this be? Impossible..."

He was still forced!Rape?

This is impossible, impossible!

Finally, it turned into a whimper.

"Master..." Seeing his heartbroken look, Tan Fu didn't know what to say, only tears streaming down his face.

Only he can understand the pain and grief in his heart.

Tan Fujun was secretly shocked when he heard it outside the door. He had never seen his father so distraught.

"Ah Fu, check, let me find out thoroughly what happened, ahem..." Tan Wenrong's low and weak voice was never serious and cold.

Because of the excitement, he coughed continuously, his old face, which was already flushed, had turned black into the bottom of the pot, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

At this moment, it was as if a big rock had been stuck in his heart, which weighed heavily on his heart.

If what Jun'er said is true...

"Master, don't get excited..." Tan Fu came over and patted him on the back, then brought the hot water over and gave him a few sips.

Tan Wenrong finally calmed down, and spoke again, with endless anger and killing intent, "If he is really sorry for Niannian, I want that bastard, and I will pay in blood!"

Tan Fujun, who heard it clearly outside the door, was startled and froze immediately.

Year after year, who is it?

Any more questions?

Could it be that the person the old man likes is Ziming's father?Uncle Nian?

So they likely have some unknown past?Then, he and Ziming are most likely, dear...brothers