Fu Hanchuan only waited for a while, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya came back.

Sister Xia took the umbrella from her hand and put it away: "Madam, Mr. Fu is here."

"Well, I know." Mrs. Zhuo Ya changed into soft indoor shoes at the door and ordered Sister Xia to throw away the pair of high heels stained with mud.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her walking in with an unhappy look on her face and asked, "Mom, why are you going out to see who did you go out to see?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at him, sat down on the sofa in a bad mood, and placed her hand on the coffee table. The glass of red wine she poured before leaving was still there, and her hand reached over, but when her fingertips touched the cup, she shrank back and told Sister Xia to pour hot tea.

After a while, Sister Xia poured hot tea over.

Zhuo Yafu held the hot tea in his hand and closed his eyes, as if trying his best to calm down his emotions. His body, which was blown by the cold wind, warmed up little by little.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her and sat aside waiting for her to speak.

After a while, Zhuo Ya opened her eyes. She looked straight ahead and said, "Hanchuan, do you see anything in today's acquisition of Shengtang?"

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly and said, "I think this requires my mother to answer me. Why did my father take out such a large amount of funds to open a company for an outsider."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya turned her eyes sideways, looked at her son lightly, and pulled the corners of her lips sarcastically, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

Her son is not a person who only knows how to do things and is unaware of anything else.

She took a sip of the warm hot tea, and the thirst in her throat was slightly relieved.

She said: "Since you have found out that the capital is outflow, you should also know who the legal person of that company is."

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips: "Mother..."

Zhuo Ya lowered her head slightly, her legs crossed, and her hand holding the water cup was placed on her knees, tugging at the corner of her lips with self-deprecatingness.

In fact, there are people outside Fu Zhengnan, and everyone knows that they just don’t say it out loud, and maintain the superficial relationship.

She also maintained her pitiful self-esteem.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya picked up the water cup and took another sip of tea, and placed the tea cup on the tea table. She looked at Fu Hanchuan, and her face turned into the cold and harsh Mrs. Zhuo Ya who used to be.

She said: "Hanchuan, now I want to tell you something very important. This matter is related to whether you can control the Fu family in the future, so you must listen to me!"

Fu Hanchuan frowned and said, "Mother, please tell me."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya looked at Fu Hanchuan's eyes and said, "Divide Su Xiang and marry Zhuo Yan!"

Fu Hanchuan frowned: "Mother, I said this..."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya interrupted him coldly and said, "You have no room for delay in this matter!"

"I know you have a strong sense of responsibility. You feel sorry for that mute, but for the sake of the company, you must divorce Su Xiang and marry a woman who will help you!"

"Fu, it's also your unshirkable responsibility!"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya stared at her son seriously and had to make a decision.

Fu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips. They had arguing about this issue several times, but in the end they were left alone, but now Mrs. Zhuo Ya no longer avoided him.

She said, "Do you think he has been reluctant to delegate power to you for a long time, or even suppresses you on the board of directors, just to temper you?"

"Do you know who Qi Lingyang is? Who is the one I went out to meet just now?"

Fu Hanchuan's eyes moved, and he looked at Mrs. Zhuo Ya. He saw Mrs. Zhuo Ya's breathing, clenched her fists, and resentment appeared in her eyes.

She gritted her teeth and said, "He is not Qi Haipeng's biological son, he is your father, Fu Zhengnan is wandering outside!"

The air suddenly became quiet, so quiet that there was no sound at all.

Fu Hanchuan was stunned, his fingers trembled unconsciously.

This answer was something he had never expected, but it also explained very well why Qi Lingyang wanted to change his name to Fengjiang and become the head of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and why his father had to invest in supporting a technology company.

Fu Hanchuan calmed down and said coldly: "Mom, I want to know everything. Since Qi Lingyang is the son of his father, how could he become the son of the Qi family?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya next told the entanglement between Yu Kelan, her and Fu Zhengnan.

"That's how it is. She left your father and married Qi Haipeng, but no one knew that she would actually give birth to a child."

When he gets pregnant and gets married, everyone thinks that Qi Lingyang is Qi Haipeng's son.

Fu Hanchuan frowned and slowly rubbed his finger bones with his thumb. He needed time to digest this amazing and unacceptable truth.

The collision between him and Fu Zhengnan turned out to be a relationship of this level.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at him, her voice calmed down and said, "I hope you divorce Su Xiang. Not only are the Su family plotting against us, but she has no help to you."

"Hanchuan, before, I thought I was facing a wild woman outside your father. As long as she didn't give birth to a son with a big belly, I could still wait. When you completely take over Fu, we still have this time to spend it."

"But until now, I realized that I was wrong. It turned out that what I was worried about had already happened."

Fu Zhengnan's good chess game blinded everyone and caught them off guard.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty was his weapon for Qi Lingyang to return to the Fu family.

This acquisition attracted so many investors, but in the end, it would only be Fu's...

Mrs. Zhuo Ya seemed to have been several years old this day. She smiled bitterly and said, "Hanchuan, you have no choice, and now there is no time for you to slowly solve the problem."

She looked at him: "Your father, he has been reluctant to abdicate and refuses to delegate power, and is making choices among his two sons."

"You have been in the Fu family for so many years. I don't want my son to end up making wedding dresses for others!"

"So, you have to divorce that mute and find a woman who suits you the best!"

Fu Hanchuan was silent, his teeth tensed, and under his sleeves, the blue veins on the back of his hands bulged.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya continued: "Chang Yan is your best choice now. With the Chang family as your backing, plus what you have now, you can surpass him and become the final winner!"

Although the Chang family has clearly stated that they do not want to have any contact with the Fu family in the future, the premise is that the fact of the marriage between Fu Hanchuan and Su Xiang still exists. As long as they divorce, there will be no more problems.

All of this must be fast!

Fu Hanchuan's breathing stopped, he looked at Mrs. Zhuo Ya, and sneered: "Just like when my father and uncle were competing for Fu's family, you married him?"

Family history, as a descendant of the Fu family, Fu Hanchuan certainly heard of it since he was a child.

The supreme position is an extremely attractive existence. Every generation is constantly fighting for the highest voice.

In order to get that position, you will do anything.

In this generation, the Fu family had only one only son, and he also thought that his opponent was his father...

Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the scene of Qi Lingyang slowly walking towards him appeared in front of him again.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya took a deep breath and said, "But the final result, you see, he got the Fu family."

In the big family, the eldest man is usually given power, but Fu Zhengnan got the Fu family from the eldest man of the Fu family and became the final winner.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was a witness to that power battle, so in her opinion, this was the most effective method.

The mother and son looked at each other, and it was undeniable that although Fu Zhengnan's methods were cruel, so cruel that even the person he loved the most could give up his flesh and blood, he was now leading the entire Fu family.

In the entire Fu family's kingdom, everyone's destiny is in his hands.

He looked down on everything like an emperor!

Fu Hanchuan's breath sank. He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, but his fingers held them harder.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at him, held her son's hand, patted his back and said, "I know, you have no feelings for Chang Yan, and you may even think that if you marry her, it will be just another tragedy in my marriage with your father. But Hanchuan, Chang Yan is not me."

She pulled her lips and smiled bitterly: "I lose as a person. I have been too proud in my life and don't know how to be gentle."

Fu Hanchuan looked at her, and after a moment of silence, he pulled his hand back and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Mother, you have suffered a lot by yourself, so why do you have to let me follow your old path?"

"You let Su Xiang leave..." He pulled his lower lip and his face was slightly cold, "Isn't she another Yu Kelan?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was stunned, looking at her son, and her face showed some anger: "You! How do she compare with Yu Kelan? Fu Ying is your son, the next generation heir to Fu's family after you!"

Su Xiang has given birth to his son, and the next generation of the Fu family will no longer have such a situation of brothers fighting for power!

Fu Hanchuan smiled and shook his head and said, "Mom, Chang Yan looks harmless, but don't forget that behind her is the entire Chang family."

"In order to obtain supreme power, marry the Chang family and use the Chang family's support, but this support will eventually backfire, right?"

If she really got married to Chang Yan and the child she gave birth to, with the strong support of the foreign family, how could the Fu family have a peaceful day?

"So, I won't let that happen again."

...

Villa area on Guhua Road.

Qi Lingyang handed in his pocket with both hands, stood on the balcony and looked at the scenery outside.

The floor was extremely high, and the wind was strong at the sky, which made him whisk in his white casual clothes.

His eyes were faint, without any joy, and his warm cheeks even looked a little cold.

A car downstairs entered the field of view, a man got out of the car and walked into the building.

Qi Lingyang turned his head and looked at the direction of the door, counting down time in his heart.

When he counted one, he reached out to pick up the remote control placed on the flower stand on one side, and pressed a button on it, and the door opened automatically.

Qi Haipeng stood at the door and was about to ring the doorbell when he saw the door open automatically, so he walked straight in. Qi Lingyang also walked in from the balcony and the two met in the living room.

"Father." Qi Lingyang lowered his hands loosely and shouted respectfully.
To be continued...