After marrying the richest husband

Fu Zhong's serious face froze for a few seconds after Sang Qiao asked this question, and his original pace of pacing also stopped, and he stared at Sang Qiao for a long time: "You don't know that Xing Zhou has been looking for you ?”

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao forcibly read from Fu Zhong's expression that he felt extremely guilty.

He shrank his neck timidly, and quickly recalled the days before he got married, but he still couldn't figure out where he and Fu Xingzhou could intersect.

Could it be that he offended Fu Xingzhou when he was young and ignorant?

Then Fu Xingzhou planned to marry him first and then divorce him to retaliate?

Sang Qiao: "..."

But Fu Xingzhou is a nice person, not like a bad guy.

Sang Qiao thought about it, and honestly shook his head.

However, Fu Zhong's face was even uglier, and even the beard on the side seemed to be raised with anger.

The two confronted each other for a while.

Fu Zhong finally pointed to the square chair opposite the coffee table: "Sit down, what does it look like standing up?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao immediately sat down obediently.

Fu Zhong glanced at Sang Qiao again: "Xing Zhou never mentioned his mother to you?"

Sang Qiao shook his head again.

Fu Zhong: "I never asked if you remember him?"

Sang Qiao was silent for a moment, not daring to shake his head, and said in a low voice, "No, Grandpa Fu."

Fu Zhong: "..."

Now it was Fu Zhong's turn to be silent.

After silence.

I don't know if it's because of the understanding of his grandson, or because of the protection of Fu Xingzhou's face.

Fu Zhong sighed, raised his hand and tapped the glass water glass on the table: "Forget it, boy Sang, pour me another glass of water."

Sang Qiao's ability to empathize has always been poor, and he has been thinking hard for a long time, but he still can't figure out whether Fu Zhong and others are going to scold him or beat him, so he stood up and filled the glass with water. He was very attentive. Pushing it in front of Fu Zhong: "Grandpa Fu, here you are! Drink water!"

Fu Zhong glanced at the water that was almost full in front of him: "..."

It's a real kid.

Fu Zhong didn't touch the water glass, and changed the subject: "Do you think you know about boating?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in the scene in front of him.

It's like a scene that happened to the hero and heroine in the TV series where he played a few tricks in the past.

Sang Qiao lowered his head and thought about it, and felt that he must be a little sad, because there was a sour feeling in his chest that was slowly transpiring and fermenting, which made him a little speechless.

But Sang Qiao still sniffed, carefully looked at Fu Zhong opposite, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Fu... Are you here to give me a check to divorce Fu Xingzhou?"

Fu Zhong: "..."

Fu Zhong was a little surprised: "What?"

Sang Qiao withdrew online, shaking his head like a rattle: "No, no, grandpa, I didn't say anything!"

Fu Zhong just took it as a young man's joke, let it go, and said again: "Xingzhou's mother was only 22 years old when she followed his father. She was still a graduate student in a good school, and she was only in the first year of graduate school."

Sang Qiao sat peacefully on the small square chair opposite the table, and nodded in a ignorant manner.

Fu Zhongdao: "I didn't know about this until later...the year she was about to graduate, the two had a boat. As a result, the night after giving birth, Fu Zheng's wife came to the door."

Sang Qiao: "Oh..."

Sang Qiao listened very seriously, raised his head and said, "But who is Fu Zheng?"

Fu Zhong: "..."

Fu Zhong was so angry that his beard rose again: "Fu Zheng is Xing Zhou's father! My unworthy son! How did you marry Xing Zhou?"

Sang Qiao never dared to lie to the old man, and lowered his head with guilt: "Sang Zhongde said that as long as I marry Fu Xingzhou, he will give me 800 million."

Fu Zhong: "..."

Sang Qiao was very honest: "At that time, another grandfather in the same community as me was sick and hospitalized, and it cost a lot of money. And the company didn't notify me at that time. I was about to run out of food, so I agreed to Sang Chongde."

Fu Zhong: "..."

The expression on Fu Zhong's face can be said to have changed a lot: "So, you married Xingzhou just for 800 million?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Although it sounds like there is nothing wrong with it.

But it always feels like something's not quite right...

Sang Qiao seldom thinks about emotional issues.

Haven't had time to figure it out yet.

I heard Fu Zhong add another sentence: "Don't you think that my grandson is so outstanding, both in appearance and ability, he is far superior to others, and you don't think that he is very... What do you young people say? Charisma?"

Sang Qiao immediately understood what the old man meant, and nodded his head like a cat: "Yeah, that's right! Fu Xingzhou is very good! He has good looks, ability, money and talents! Although he is older, it doesn't affect him!"

Fu Zhong: "..."

Fu Zhong was not happy: "After sailing, you will be [-] next year. A man stands at [-], and his age is just right."

Sang Qiao hesitated for a moment, but reluctantly agreed: "Yeah, that's just right!"

Fu Zhong: "..."

When Fu Zhong was young, he served as a soldier with his father, and later he abandoned politics and went into business. He has seen thousands of faces, but he has never seen someone who can digress like Sang Qiao.

He pulled the topic back with a stern face: "Until that day, Xingzhou's mother didn't know that Fu Zheng and her had been having an extramarital affair. It was very shocking at the time, and then Fu Zheng's wife came to the house to make a few troubles." Xing Zhou’s fucking body never recovered.”

Sang Qiao has never been emotionally rich, let alone understand the pain of being betrayed and the sadness caused by extramarital affairs.

I had no choice but to look at Fu Zhong helplessly, and tried my best to think of a possible result: "Then...Did Fu Xingzhou have a bad life when he was young?"

"on the contrary."

Fu Zhong's cold face rarely showed a little invisible approval, "Xing Zhou can be said to be brought up by me alone. He is smart, hardworking, and very capable. I watched him go from primary school to Ph.D. "

I don't know what suddenly came to mind, Fu Zhong stopped talking.

Sang Qiao on the other side of the table exclaimed from a scumbag: "Wow... Doctor! But why does Fu Xingzhou's Baidu Encyclopedia only mention his graduate degree?"

Probably because Sang Qiao's question really hit the sore spot.

Fu Zhong's expression that had finally calmed down froze again.

Fu Zhong paused, and said, "Because the doctor of Xingzhou didn't finish his study."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Wow.

This similar experience --

But one is a junior high school dropout, and the other is a doctorate dropout.

Sang Qiao touched the tip of his nose and tried to comfort Fu Zhong: "Grandpa Fu, don't be sad. Although Dr. Fu Xingzhou has not finished his studies, it does not affect his ability to make money. You see, he is still very good now. yes……"

Fu Zhongdao: "Do you know why Xingzhou drops out of school?"

Sang Qiao was not angry when Rainbow Fart was interrupted, and shook his head obediently.

Fu Zhong picked up the water glass and took a sip of water: "His mother was in poor health during that time and was hospitalized. He ran between the hospital and the laboratory every day, and often returned to school in the middle of the night."

Sang Qiao quickly served Fu Zhongman, stretched his neck and asked, "Grandpa, what's next?"

Fu Zhong: "I was visiting abroad at that time. Fu Zheng's wife went to the hospital to make a fuss. In the end, Xingzhou's mother couldn't take it anymore. One night after Xingzhou left the ward, she opened the window and jumped off. "

Sang Qiao was taken aback.

Since the two got married, Fu Xingzhou only mentioned the topic of his mother to him once.

It was still nonsense, saying that his mother wanted him to move into the villa at No. [-] Yongshui, and the two of them would live together.

Other than that, Fu Xingzhou never mentioned anything about his mother.

And Sang Qiao didn't take the initiative to ask.

Hearing this news suddenly today, Sang Qiao didn't know how to react for a while.

He didn't have a mother who loved him, nor did he have a positive and hard-working childhood.

There is no previous experience for him to draw on as a reference.

But Sang Qiao thought.

Fu Xingzhou must be very sad.

Because Fu Xingzhou is such a good person, then his mother must also be a very good person.

Sang Qiao opened his mouth, but still couldn't figure out how to answer Fu Zhong's words.

Fortunately, Fu Zhong seemed to have only mentioned this matter, and did not expect Sang Qiao to express anything.

Fu Zhong sighed deeply, and continued: "Xing Zhou has been cold-tempered since he was a child, and I don't know who he followed. His mother hopes that he will stop studying finance and stay away from Fu Zheng's company. Nuclear Industry."

Sang Qiao: "..."

"His body is not good. He basically grew up beside me. But even so, there is very little communication between him and me. If I don't take the initiative to talk to him, he won't tell me at the end of the day. More than ten sentences."

Fu Zhong was a little helpless, "At first I thought he was like this at home, so I sent someone to his school to find out. The result is good, this brat also behaves like this at school, his eyes grow in the sky every day, and a few words can The girl who came to send him a love letter cried."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Girls who like Fu Xingzhou are too miserable...

Sang Qiao silently criticized Fu Xingzhou in his heart.

Fu Zhong said again: "But this kid's personality is already like this. I'm afraid that he won't make any trouble if he continues like this, so I go to talk to him every day."

"From his memory, from elementary school to university, I have always taken the initiative to talk to him."

Fu Zhong made the calculations, "Later he grew up and moved to the school from me. Plus, I was also busy, so usually I could only call him back for dinner on weekends."

"The day before the fucking accident."

Probably due to his age, Fu Zhong's expression was somewhat sad, "He was going back to the laboratory from the hospital that day, but for some reason, he didn't go back to school and went home directly."

Sang Qiao is a very qualified listener, and immediately asked: "Ah, why?"

"I was already in bed when he came back that day. He was waiting in the living room downstairs and asked me a question the next morning as soon as I came downstairs."

Fu Zhong's tone paused for a few seconds, and he suddenly glanced at Sang Qiao for some reason, "He asked me, if he suddenly cared very much about a man of the same sex who was much younger than himself, would the other party think he was a monster?"

The strong wind in the early morning of winter in Beicheng cannot blow into the single-family western-style buildings made of reinforced concrete.

Fu Zhong hadn't stepped down from the chairman's position yet. He had just flown back from an overseas branch the first night, and barely slept for a few hours due to jet lag.

When I went downstairs to eat, I saw Fu Xingzhou standing in the hall.

Fu Zhong attaches great importance to quality of life, and all the decorations in the house are specially ordered by top designers, even a trivial corridor has spent a lot of effort.

But Fu Xingzhou, who was standing in the hall, was dressed simply.

Shirt and trousers, standing by the window without saying a word, silently looking at the fog outside the window.

The servant came over with coffee, put the coffee on the table, and secretly told Fu Zhong in a very low voice: "The young master came here in the middle of the night last night, and I didn't wake you up. I have been waiting for more than four hours."

Fu Zhong nodded.

After the servants go down.

Fu Zhong took a sip of coffee and said unhurriedly, "Go upstairs and change, then come over for dinner."

"No."

It seemed to be raining last night, but Fu Xingzhou's clothes were still wet.

He walked around the pure cashmere rug and walked to the table, without hesitation, he said, "Grandpa, I'm very sorry to disturb you so early. But I have something to tell you."

The grandfather and grandson have been together for many years, and the pattern has not changed. Fu Xingzhou's words are always simple and simple, and he can't utter a single word.

Aloof, withdrawn, widowed.

But other than that, Fu Xingzhou was excellent in everything from beginning to end.

Over time.

Fu Zhong could only be forced to get used to Fu Xingzhou's character: "What's the matter?"

Fu Xingzhou paused for a moment: "I want to arrange for a child to go to school."

For their kind of family.

This is really a trivial matter.

Fu Zhong even felt that such a trivial matter was not worth Fu Xingzhou's coming over in the middle of the night, and stood by the window until dawn, just to say such a word to him.

Fu Zhongdao: "No problem, which school do you want to go to?"

The question is equally simple.

But Fu Zhong found that Fu Xingzhou, who has always been neat and capable, hesitated on this issue.

Fu Xingzhou was silent for a while: "He said he doesn't go to school."

Fu Zhong has never been willing to do things that are difficult for others, and he is even more lazy to meddle in other people's business: "Since they don't want to go to school, don't force them. You don't have to go to school to have a future, what do you think?"

But Fu Xingzhou shook his head: "When I first met him, he told me to let me study hard, it's not easy to go to school."

Fu Zhong: "..."

At this time, Fu Zhong finally saw that there seemed to be something wrong with his grandson.

Fu Zhong drank the coffee, woke up, and asked another way: "Xing Zhou, who is he?"

However, Fu Xingzhou seemed to have lost the urge to continue the chat,

He nodded to Fu Zhong: "I will handle this matter myself, I'll go first."

Fu Zhong: "..."

Fu Xingzhou came and left in a hurry, not even moving the steaming breakfast on the table.

It seems that it is really just a moment of confusion, or maybe it is a long-term depression trying to find a short-term catharsis point.

It's just that his thoughts are always too vague.

Especially as Fu Xingzhou got older, it was difficult for even Fu Zhong to guess his thoughts.

Fu Zhong didn't leave Fu Xingzhou behind, and the servants at home couldn't stop him.

After the person left, Fu Zhong lost his appetite for food.

He sat at the long table and thought for a while, then called his assistant, and said: "Go and check all the monitoring on the way back to school from the hospital by boat in the past two months, and give me a copy."

The monitoring system in Beicheng has always been developed, and the distance between Fu Xingzhou's mother's hospital and Fu Xingzhou's school is not too long.

this afternoon.

All the surveillance images were sent to Fu Zhong's computer.

Fu Zhong spent the whole night watching all the surveillance cameras.

Then he found the man Fu Xingzhou had mentioned.

There is a relatively short alley for Fu Xingzhou to go back to school from the hospital, but after passing through that alley, there is a specialized vocational college. Some students in it don't always learn well, and it is not uncommon for them to come out in the middle of the night to rob and make trouble.

The first scene where the boy appeared was at the entrance of the alley.

Nearly two weeks ago, it was past one o'clock at night.

When Fu Xingzhou was carrying a one-shoulder schoolbag and was stopped by three or four social youths with hair like cockscombs——

In the corner of the lens.

An extremely thin figure was carefully picking up the plastic bottles in the trash can one by one, squashed them flat, and put them into the dirty sack beside him.

The moment when the young people in society made a move on Fu Xingzhou.

Fu Zhong was obviously taken aback when he saw Fu Xingzhou.

Although the relationship between his parents has long been at odds, Fu Xingzhou has never seen such hooliganism in the environment where he grew up, and his daily life class has nothing to do with this kind of person.

Although his grandson has a lonely and indifferent personality, he has received a good education since he was a child, and he has been properly cultivated.

Not to mention fighting, he would never even use a dirty word in his speech.

Fu Xingzhou's black one-shoulder schoolbag was quickly ripped off from his shoulder, and the nuclear engineering experiment course materials in the bag were scattered all over the floor.

Fu Zhong's face was as heavy as water, and he found that several young people in society were especially dissatisfied, and continued to surround Fu Xingzhou.

And the next second.

The teenager in the corner of the camera tumbled off a tall trash can.

He quickly tidied up his dirty snakeskin sack, then ran towards Fu Xingzhou.

Fu Zhong had been a soldier and a frontier inspector, and he had seen too many desperate people.

You can also see the ruthlessness in the boy's bones when he was fighting from the surveillance camera.

It was a lone wolf-like courage.

Wait until those small societies run away cursing.

Only then did the young man bend down to help Fu Xingzhou pick up the books one by one carefully, and even wiped the corners, then put them into his shoulder bag, and handed them back to Fu Xingzhou.

Just now the boy kept his back to the camera.

Turning around at this time, Fu Zhong realized that the young man was not well dressed. It was clearly winter, but he didn't have a winter coat all over his body.

Fu Zhong pulled the monitor back two sections, watched the boy send Fu Xingzhou out of the alley with his sack full of plastic bottles on his back, and then waved to Fu Xingzhou.

The lights at the entrance of the alley are not always good.

Fu Zhong could only vaguely see the general idea, but he couldn't make out the boy's appearance.

Surveillance video continues backwards.

In the next ten days.

The boy carried the garbage he packed on his back on time every night.

Sometimes it is a plastic bottle, sometimes it is a kraft carton, and sometimes it looks like there are leftovers picked up, waiting at the entrance of the alley as promised, escorting Fu Xingzhou, who was a student, through the slightly dark alley , Say goodbye to him at the road exit.

after that.

It was the second day after Fu Zhong watched all the monitoring.

Fu Xingzhou's mother jumped down from the highest point of the hospital building, bidding farewell to this world full of pain for her.

I also bid farewell to Fu Xingzhou.

Fu Xingzhou became completely busy. He no longer had time to go to the laboratory, and he never walked through that alley in the early morning.

After the first seven days, things about Fu Xingzhou gradually became less and less.

Fu Zhong was afraid that Fu Xingzhou would not be able to think of any accidents, so he sent a few private detectives to follow Fu Xingzhou secretly so that he could report any problems to him in time.

After half a month.

Several private detectives sent messages to say that Fu Xingzhou's words and deeds were stable, except that sometimes he would drive to an alley near the hospital and stop for a long time at night, and then there was nothing unusual.

After thinking about it, Fu Zhong always felt uncertain, so he called in the monitoring for half a month again.

It is still a fixed time and place.

The young man arrived as scheduled with a snakeskin bag on his back. He was probably a little tired. He sat down next to the garbage he had collected and waited quietly for half an hour.

Fu Xingzhou did not wait.

The young man didn't seem to be disappointed either, and he didn't seem to care that he had been disappointed so many times in his life.

He carried his dirty sack on his back.

It was a little heavy, and the thin back swayed, and then walked out of the alley step by step, and never came back.

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

……

Wait until midnight on the eighth day.

Fu Zhong saw Fu Xingzhou's figure.

His grandson sat down where the boy had been, waiting in silence.

Wait until midnight passes.

Wait until dawn.

But never waited for that boy again.

Fu Xingzhou went to school to study, and took away Fu's family from Fu Zheng, the heir in line.

Then commute to and from get off work as usual, and work as usual, doubling Fu's year-end development points by two, two, and three times.

Flow slowly over time.

The elderly Fu Zhong thought that Fu Xingzhou had forgotten the boy who appeared by chance.

until one day.

Fu Xingzhou stayed by the window for another night, and the first second he saw Fu Zhong going downstairs, he said, "Grandpa, do you have his video, can you give me the video?"

It's not the same as it used to be.

It's sunny today.

The morning sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkles on Fu Xingzhou's slightly wrinkled high-end suit.

Four years passed by.

The general executor of the Fu family in front of him is quite different from the young man when he was studying.

Fu Zhongfa was gray, sat down at the table, took a sip of coffee: "Are you still looking for him?"

"Yes."

Fu Xingzhou's previous hesitation and hesitation have completely faded away, "Please give me the monitoring."

Fu Zhong put down his coffee and sighed long: "Why, is he special?"

Time has alienated the indifference and decisiveness that Fu Xingzhou forged, and he no longer looks like the student he used to be.

He nodded and said to Fu Zhong: "It's very special."

Fu Xingzhou paused briefly, "He is my unique moonlight."