Put his cell phone in his pocket and he left London Airport.

Yan Qingfeng's people had already stopped at the gate of the airport. Fu Tingyuan opened the door and got on the car. He watched the black car speeding all the way to Yan's old house.

The cold wind outside the window is whistling, and the road is in a hurry. The winter in London is always so cold that drops into ice. He looked at the dark blue weather, just because of luonanchu's short message and light heart gradually cooled down.

An hour later, the car stopped at the door of the old house.

The bodyguard came up and opened the door. Fu Tingyuan quickly got out of the car and walked into the villa.

The news was still blocked, so the old house was as peaceful as ever. When the old housekeeper saw him coming in, he rushed over to him and bowed to him and said, "master Ruyu and the eldest young master are already upstairs, and the second miss is still on the way, and she will arrive soon."

Fu Tingyuan kept pace, a face as calm as water, and asked: "how is my father now?"

"His personal lawyer is in the room and is currently entrusting a will. We are not allowed to visit him."

Fu Tingyuan went upstairs. At the door of Yanzong, a group of people were waiting.

Yan Ruyu's mother and Yan Qingfeng's mother all came, standing at the door with solemn expression.

"Big brother." Fu Tingyuan went to him and called out.

Yan Qingfeng turned his head and walked forward to pat him on the shoulder. He said in a warm voice, "I'm back."

"How's dad now?"

"The body is too weak, there is no way for surgery, only conservative treatment."

It's conservative treatment, but it's just trying to use painkillers to make Yanzong's last journey dignified.

Fu Tingyuan was silent for a moment, then turned to look around and asked, "where's my mother?"

"She has been told, but it seems that she will not come."

Fu Tingyuan's face was cold, and his tone of voice was cold: "if she refuses to come, she will be tied up."

Yan Qingfeng sighed, "forget it. She won't come if she doesn't come. Dad is like this. She comes to stimulate him. What if something really happened? "

Fu Tingyuan turned to the housekeeper and said, "go and tell her that she won't come here today. When her father dies, no one in Yan's family will protect her. I won't kill her!"

In his voice, there was a trace of cruel coldness in his voice. The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment. He secretly looked up at Yan Qingfeng, who winked at him and told him to call Fu Qingtian.

For Yan Qingfeng, they are younger generation. No matter how old Fu Qingtian is, they can't do some things. But Fu Tingyuan is Fu Qingtian's son. If he does it, it's unfilial, although it's very bad But from a certain point of view, we can only let Fu Tingyuan do it.

The old housekeeper called Fu Qingtian, and Fu Tingyuan soon received a call from Fu Qingtian. The woman swore on the phone: "Fu Tingyuan, you are sick. What's the matter with me that old thing is dying? Why should I come to see him?"

"If you don't come, you'll die." He said to the mobile phone without expression, "you will be able to accompany him soon after."

He just hung up.

Yan Qingfeng and Yan Ruyu's mother listened to the conversation between Fu Tingyuan and Fu Qingtian. Their expressions were very complicated.

Judging from Fu Tingyuan's rough treatment of his mother, their two sons are so much better It's really a contrast to find out