Chang Yan put the dessert on the table waiting for Fu Ying to come and eat. When she looked up, she saw Fu Hanchuan coming in and became a little nervous.

A few days ago, Fu Ying was lost. She didn't dare to talk to Fu Hanchuan for several days, and she didn't dare to take Fu Ying out alone.

Chang Yan smiled and said, "You came back so early today?"

Fu Hanchuan said lightly, and at this time Fu Ying washed his hands and saw his father, he blinked and was confused.

"dad."

He glanced at the mango pudding on the table and walked over there.

Fu Hanchuan took off his suit and asked lightly: "Have you finished your homework?"

Fu Ying's spoonful of pudding stayed at his mouth and couldn't swallow it anymore.

Seeing this, Chang Yan helped and said, "He has just come back from school, so let him eat something before doing his homework."

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look at her, and threw her clothes on the sofa, and said coldly: "Teacher Wu is in the study, going to do his homework."

Fu Ying glanced at him, took a pudding into his mouth and walked reluctantly towards the study.

Chang Yan glanced at the little guy, blinked at him and signaled, and the little guy's steps sooner.

Chang Yan picked up the bowl of pudding and wanted to send it to the study room for Fu Ying to write and eat. She said, "He has just finished school and has been hungry for the afternoon, and he has enough energy to do his homework when he is full."

Fu Hanchuan looked at her and said indifferently: "Sister Chang, I hope you can understand that Fu Ying is my son. He has professional teachers to tutor him, and when I set rules for him, I hope you can not disturb me."

"I..." Chang Yan's face turned pale and red, and she was so embarrassed that she stood up, and she turned around and her eyes were red with embarrassment.

At this time, Mrs. Zhuo Ya walked down from the building and just listened to those words. She shouted, "Hanchuan, how could you speak to Miss Chang like this!"

She held the handrail and walked down step by step, and said to Chang Yan: "Ms. Chang, don't take it to heart."

When he walked into the living room, Mrs. Zhuo Ya stood in front of Fu Hanchuan and said to him: "I haven't seen anyone for several days, nor have I answered the phone. When I come, I will show my face. Seeing that Miss Chang has a good temper, I will bully her, right?"

Fu Hanchuan took a breath and ignored it directly. He said, "What is my mother asking me to come over?"

Since that day's charity banquet, Mrs. Zhuo Ya has been calling Fu Hanchuan, but he has not answered it. Mrs. Zhuo Ya has no choice but to ask the driver to pick up Fu Ying to the old house every day, thinking that he would always come to pick up his son, but he asked Qiao Shen to come and send the child over.

Today, Mrs. Zhuo Ya went to the company to speak, and Fu Hanchuan came back early.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at him and said, "I have something to talk to you, so you can do it."

After saying that, he walked towards the Zen room by himself. Fu Hanchuan gently moved his eyebrows and followed him.

The Zen room was being built in the back garden of the villa. It was just renovated two years ago. The entire side of the garden was facing the ground-to-ceiling windows. When you look up, you will see the scenery in the yard, with white gauze curtains standing quietly on both sides.

The interior decoration is full of Zen flavor, with solid wood calligraphy and painting tables, pens and ink, futons and teahouses, and a painting of ink and water flowers and birds hanging on one wall.

It's that simple, and it's clear.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya sat down in the futon at the teahouse, scratched a match and lit a sandalwood, and said, "Why don't you answer the phone with so many calls?"

Fu Hanchuan sat down opposite her and said, "The company is busy."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya raised her eyes, shook her hand and put it out, and placed it in a small box aside.

Her eyes were shrewd and bright, and she looked straight at Fu Hanchuan, as if she had seen through something, and said bluntly: "It may be really busy, but I am also avoiding me?"

“…”

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and said nothing. Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at him, pressed the automatic boiling kettle on the teahouse, and took out the teapot and put the tea leaves inside.

She said, "At the charity banquet, when she appears, you are completely wrong."

The pair of shrewd eyes fell on Fu Hanchuan's face again: "Do you want her to come back?"

“…”

After a moment of silence, Fu Hanchuan took a breath and said directly: "Mother, I don't want Miss Chang to interfere in what Fu Ying's mother should do, and you should not interfere in my business again."

Fu Hanchuan saw what Chang Yan was thinking, but he just didn't say it through. Now, he didn't want to continue.

According to Mrs. Zhuo Ya's previous temper, she had already become angry. At this time, she just smiled faintly and raised her hand to inject the boiled water into the teapot.

A faint white mist rose, blurring her slightly old face.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya said: "Are you going to cross the river and destroy the bridge?"

"The year when that woman left, Fu Ying was sick. Who was taking care of him without untied her clothes?"

"It can be said that Chang Yan has been by his side in the past two years so that he will not become weird because of his lack of a mother."

"In addition, with Chang Yan here, there are fewer women around you who are surrounding you. She has a gentle temper and dare not talk back to you a word, so you can feel at ease when you use it, right?"

"Now that she is back, do you want her to make a place for that woman?"

"It's good to show her that you have been waiting for her for the past three years?"

"Hanchuan, isn't your method of doing things unfair?"

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and waited for Mrs. Zhuo Ya to finish speaking. He said, "First of all, I didn't ask her to take care of Fu Ying. Maybe in your plan, Su Xiang left, and the person you arranged could enter this vacant seat. In your opinion, time can cultivate everything."

"Secondly, even if Fu Ying didn't have Chang Yan, he wouldn't be like anything. Judging from my growth experience, I haven't changed. What else can he do?"

This sentence is actually a satirizing the dispensable decades of marriage between Mrs. Zhuo Ya and Fu Zhengnan. Fu Hanchuan did not grow up in a happy and fulfilling environment.

Fu Ying is his son, and he will not let him go on a wrong path and grow old and become useless.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's face turned a little cold, and Fu Hanchuan continued, "My mother is right. I didn't reject Chang Yan, so that my mother can stop arranging Miss Wang and Miss Li for me. I don't want Fu Ying to see too many women coming and going around me."

"But what did Su Xiang leave at that time? Why didn't my mother think about fairness when she talked about those things?"

He turned his head and looked at the Zen room full of meditation and said, "My mother comes here every day to meditate and practice Zen. Isn't she feeling uneasy about what she did to her back then?"

"Fu Ying has not been disciplined by her mother since she was a child. Who caused all this?"

"When you are facing Fu Ying, you can't be able to feel at ease, right?"

"So mother, have you gained your peace?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's face was cold and tense. Her fingers holding the teacup were holding the teacup, and blue veins appeared on the back of her hand.

The tea cup hit the table hard, making a muffled sound, and the tea spilled out, burning red on the back of her hand.

"Enough!"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya looked calm and said, "If you want to compensate her, you can use other methods, and I will not object."

"But! No matter what, that woman can't come back to our Fu family."

"If you are still holding on to this idea, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. Let her enter the door unless I die."

She paused and continued, "That video is known to everyone. How big is your face to be pointed at and laughed at?"

With the family of the Fu family, she had lost all the face of the Fu family when she married a mute or a woman who could climb the bed. Now, no matter how much glory that woman has, her reputation is not much better in these celebrity circles.

What's more, when Su Xiang returns this time, the person next to her is Qi Lingyang. The two appeared on the red carpet and hugged each other intimately. Who doesn't know their relationship?

The Fu family cannot ask an unclean woman to come to the Fu family again.

Especially, it was related to the illegitimate child.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya suppressed her anger and said, "Anyway, I will not allow you to have any relationship with her. Don't see her again, and don't think she will come back."

The only thing she was glad that the woman came back this time with Qi Lingyang.

I heard that they have a daughter, which is even better.

After saying that, she picked up the teacup and took a sip of the remaining tea. The light tea fragrance spread between her lips and teeth. Her tense expression relaxed a little. She raised her eyes and stared at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Also, do you think it's that simple to draw a clear relationship with Chang Yan?"

Every day in North City is changing, the city is changing, and the people on the top of the pyramid are also changing.

Three years ago, a foreign businessman entered Beicheng with a strong attitude, and several old companies went bankrupt overnight and were acquired. In order to deal with risks, or to overcome the risk of being annexed, many families began to strengthen cooperation among enterprises, especially deepen cooperation with large companies in other provinces and cities.

After Fu Zhengnan became the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, he gave the Chang family some convenience. The business relationship between Fu and Chang families has also become closer. Several large-scale projects have begun to be implemented, and Fu and Chang families are also entering deep cooperation.

This is why the two families have been playing the trend of marrying each other in the past two years. They need to give people a good appearance of sufficient funds and strong strength.

If one day, the stock markets of Fu and Chang companies will definitely plummet tomorrow.

The bigger the group and the bigger the company, the more abnormal the movement will cause losses of tens of billions of yuan, and this abnormality may cause opportunities for the opponent.

When Mrs. Zhuo Ya said this, her eyes showed a cold and hard look, and finally said, "Hanchuan, sometimes when doing things, the heart and reality often cannot be together."

"Even if you feel uncomfortable, you can only keep going like this."

After saying that, she glanced at her fingers.

Even if her methods are dirty, she can only make mistakes to the end.

Reality is so cruel, and reality doesn’t believe in tears. Weak people and worthless people can only be sacrificed and given up.

Fu Hanchuan was silent, and his hand placed on his knees tightened. After a while, he sneered and repeated Mrs. Zhuo Ya's words.

"The heart and reality often cannot be together..."

He raised his eyes and said coldly: "Did my father do this too back then?"

For the sake of family career, let go of his own woman and marry someone who has no feelings for him. He also has to go this way to keep the family cold.

He said word by word: "Fu family, I have already held it in my hand, and I will not give up the rest. If I can do it, does it mean that I am stronger than him?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was shocked and her eyes widened: "You..."
To be continued...