Chapter 231

The old lady was wearing Chanel's latest dress. She ran and yelled: "my dear girl, please slow down, wait for grandma, slow down..."

In front of the twisting car, a small pink figure came back to smile at her: "too grandma, you walk slowly, don't knock, or too grandfather will be distressed."

On hearing this, the old lady gasped and turned black, but she soon burst out laughing.

Seeing that she didn't follow, the child on the twisted car ran back,

the white big mouthed monkey sweater, the red identical pants, a pair of calf leather boots on her feet, a pleasant goat cartoon scarf around her neck, a pair of big black eyes on her white round face, and some thick curly mushroom shaped black hair are naturally fluffy and lovely.

Seeing that the old lady was a little short of breath, she hurried to the side to hold a glass of water. The old lady looked at his little side and walked unsteadily. Holding the glass was more careful, and her eyes were full of pain.

"Granny, drink water." The chubby little white hand handed the water cup to the old lady, and her voice was full of milk and milk. When she heard that the old lady was smiling, her heart would melt. "Good girl, how about staying here with grandma at night?"

The little girl scratched her head and said, "but my brother will come to pick me up at night."

"You want to go back?"

The little girl opened her big black eyes and raised her loose crotch at the back of her butt: "just a little bit."

The old lady sighed, touched his soft black hair, reluctant to give up: "that grandma will pick you up in two days, OK?"

"But I think my father will buy me pleasant goat..."

"Granny bought it for you! Buy every sheep and every wolf

While talking, a black Lexus was parked in a parking space not far away.

As soon as she saw that the car was coming, she ran with her short legs happily. As a result, she ran for a while, tripped her legs and fell forward.

"Be careful..." The old lady's heart was about to pop out of her throat. She was relieved to see that Fu Zihao, who came down from the car, caught the man steadily.

Deng Deng ran forward, took the handkerchief and looked the child from head to foot. After confirming that it was not serious, he didn't forget to blame: "so careless, you can't run so fast next time. Do you know?"

But the little girl was already nestled in Fu Zihao's strong arms, and sweetly cried, "brother, brother..."

At the same time, he wiped a handful of snot on his stiff shirt collar.

Fu Zihao smile, face with doting gentle smile, patted the little guy's fat little butt, said to the old lady: "that too grandma, I took the little guy away."

Seeing that Fu Zihao was familiar with the baby, her eyebrows were similar. The old lady couldn't help sighing: "Zihao, people who don't know think it's your son."

Fu Zihao smile: "he is my younger brother, looks like should not?"

After hearing this, the old lady sighed: "his parents don't come by themselves. They want you to come every time."

"I'm going to come here myself. I haven't seen you for a few days, so I miss you very much. Jinyan, I'll say goodbye to grandma. We're going home."

The little guy put his arm around Fu Zihao's neck and jumped obediently on the old lady's face: "grandma, I'll see you again in two days. I'll go home first. Bye..."

No matter how good it is, it's not his home after all. The old lady also knew that she could not keep people, and she went back full of loss.

If Tang Xiaoyan had been really pregnant, their second child would have been so lively and lovely As for her, now she can only take Fu Chengguang and Tang Wanru's children to have fun!

No, no, no It can't go on like this!

Seeing Fu Zhan waving his hand on the edge of the desk, the old lady opened her voice: "Fu Zhan, I have to discuss something with you."

Fu Station continued to wave, ignored her.

"Fu Station..."

"Dead old boss..."

The angry old lady finally raised her hand and pushed it on his thin hand. It was the last stroke, a heavy failure.

Fu Zhan was very angry. When the old lady saw that he finally looked up at himself, she snorted and raised her chin haughtily: "I just told you that I've selected several candidates for the second child. If you don't have any suggestions, I'll arrange it..."

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"nonsense..." Fu Zhan put down his pen heavily. After more than two years of wind and frost, his face was more and more old, but it was hard to avoid that his heart was strong and his strength was not enough.

The old lady pursed her lips. Unwilling to be outdone, he suddenly coughed and walked over with a cup: "drink water, drink water first. I don't say it's OK. I'm just concerned about the sophomore. You don't know how he has been living these two years. The Han family is so oppressive that it has finally stopped. And you Jinyan, the child, is so cute. It's like Tang Wanru for more than seven months Premature birth. Suddenly gave birth to a child, did not scare me to death, now raise so white fat more attractive, you do not want me to want it. If you're a sophomore, you can't be so beautiful. "Seeing that Fu Zhan didn't say a word while drinking tea, the old lady lowered her eyebrows and sighed: "you're not also wrong about this matter, although you didn't get pregnant at the little banquet, so I left. I didn't see you send someone to look for Xiao Er when she was away. You just want to let her go, so you can be a bad person. Now the sophomore is 33. Or a bachelor, you say you are not in a hurry Who believes... "

Fu Station quietly finished the whole cup of tea, the old lady is still murmuring. In the end, she wiped a handful of bitter tears. It's easy for her.

"What do you say?" Fu station that point of guilt of careful thinking was the old lady, put down the cup, helplessly looking at her.

The old lady glared: "what else can we do? Blind date, little two's figure, that appearance, not to mention his single diamond Wang Laowu, even if he is really a second-hand, I'm afraid there are many women coming and going, I've secretly found a few..." The old lady said more and more energetically. Then, she clapped her hands and said, "you wait. I'll show you the pictures and you can refer to them."

In this way, the 92 year old Fu Zhan was coaxed by the old lady to study the blind date of the sophomore.

Car driving on the road, tires and the ground issued a quiet friction.

On the spacious back seat, Fu Jinyan stepped down and supported the front seat with both hands. Fu Zihao looked back at him: "sit well, or I will tie it to the safety seat next time."

Flat flat aggrieved small mouth, the children spit out their tongue, but obediently climbed back, sat down, from the schoolbag with a piece of Wangwang snow cake, while eating asked: "brother, do you want to eat?"

"Will you give it to me?" The child tilted his head and thought, "it's a little sweet and easy to decay. You'd better not eat it."

He took a big bite again, and Fu Zihao laughed. He could not hide his smile.

After eating the snow cake, he magically turned out a Mickey kettle from it. When the old lady left, her little bag was full of food.

After eating and drinking enough, the little guy slowly dozed off against the window.

When Fu Zihao opened the back door, he saw that his soft little body was lying on the back seat, a small hand was still left outside, and he was sleeping soundly. The afterglow of the setting sun was shining on his white face, like an orange. He gently lifted the child up and took good care of him and walked towards the house.

"Oh, come back."

Just about to open the door, the door opened from inside, is ready to go out of Fu ziyao. When she saw the child in Fu Zihao's arms, her cold face was a little soft: "give me a hug."

Look at her carefully dressed up, wearing a white windbreaker, carrying a black bag, wearing light makeup, Fu Zihao twisted his eyebrows: "don't you want to go out?"

"You can hold it first, too."

Fu Zihao sipped his mouth and handed the child to her: "be careful."

"You know, wordy, you can hold a big man, but I can't?" Fu ziyao put down the bag, took over Fu Jinyan's small body, and held it in his arms. He still felt a steep sinking, but his normally unsmiling face was now full of warm tenderness. "Smelly boy, I'm sure he's eating secretly and heavy again."

Fu Zihao did not speak, looking at her holding Fu Jinyan into the baby room next to her.

In recent years, their relationship is still as cold as before, but not so sharp tit for tat.

Maybe it's because as he grows older, he begins to understand more things and is used to the world. Although Fu Zihao can't forget his mother's things, he also learns to restrain his emotions and stop criticizing Fu ziyao. In the end, she is innocent.

Despite the contradictions, she always believed that Tang wanruhuai's child, now Fu Jinyan, was his child, but her love for Fu Jinyan made her decide to hide all this.

Fu Zihao told her that the child had nothing to do with him. Looking at the resemblance between the child and his brow, he had only one explanation: "that's the old man's seed. What can I say? Shouldn't the Fu family look like him. If you really like the child, you'd better act like you don't know anything. "

Fu ziyao is silent.

They are curious about Fu Jinyan's family background, especially when Tang Wanru was more than seven months old when he went out on a self driving tour with his friends. There was an accident on the way, and the child suddenly gave birth prematurely.

At that time, Fu Chengguang had just been away on business. When he came back, the child had already lived in the incubator.

Fu Zihao and Fu ziyao looked at each other, but no one said anything.

It's been two years.

As for Tang Wanru.

Fu Zihao looked at the languid woman who came down from the stairs in a sexy silk nightgown. Her white thighs were exposed in the air, and her extremely low neckline could hardly hide the snowball. He immediately stopped opening his head and walked towards his room.

"Zihao." Tang just like a low call, voice sexy hoarse, "how to see me go?"

"What's the matter?" Fu Zihao stood at the entrance to change his shoes.

"You're leaving?" Tang just like sitting on the sofa, two long white legs overlapped together, showing a charming radian, graceful body with an ambiguous fragrance.Fu Zihao looked light and put on his shoes.

Tang Wanru picked up a cigarette on the table, pulled out one, put it on his middle finger and ring finger, and looked for it. When he didn't see the lighter, he walked towards him with a smile: "there's no fire. Can you light it for me, Zihao?"

Fu Zihao frowned when she came near. When she reached for her hand, she turned her head to one side: "no fire, I don't smoke."