On the other end of the phone, Qiao Shen was silent for a while, but said, "Mr. Fu, I found something."

Fu Hanchuan said: "What?"

"Mr. Fu, two years ago, our company opened a case in Jinyuan, Liangcheng, and cooperated with this Yanshi company."

Fu Hanchuan frowned: "Liangcheng?" He has cooperated with Yan, why doesn't he remember it?

Qiao Shen said: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, the one who signed and approved this project was Mr. Da Fu, and Manager Liang was responsible for it."

Fu Hanchuan's brows frowned a little more tightly. As he was talking, a black Lincoln sedan came towards him.

This road is a direct path to the pillow garden. Few people came except those VIPs or delivery trucks. Fu Hanchuan held the steering wheel and his eyes stopped on the man's face. The man seemed to have noticed his gaze. When the two cars intersected, the man looked at each other, and the man moved his eyes away and looked forward.

Fu Hanchuan withdrew his gaze and looked forward to the road ahead, glanced at the rearview mirror, and the car had already disappeared in the darkness.

Although it was just a simple glance, he could feel that the person was looking at him. Lincoln, who could afford a high-end match, had an extraordinary temperament. This person's identity is not simple, and I wonder which type of distinguished guests in the pillow garden?

"Okay, I understand. Keep checking, tell me if you have any news." He took off his Bluetooth and put it on the front plate, his eyes slightly constrained, his breath sank, and his feet stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car disappeared into the quiet road like an arrow.

...

The cafe is a place for people to relax after get off work. Light music is played in the air, and it is very comfortable to enjoy a bite of pure coffee, read a book, or chat with friends.

The wind chimes hanging at the door were shaking with crisp sounds. A man in a straight suit came in. He was tall and had an extraordinary appearance, like a scenery. Even if he just stood there and took a slight look into the store, he attracted the attention of others.

Yu Cangcang was walking to the second floor with a coffee cake. When he saw the person coming in, his steps paused, his eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and then he continued to climb up the stairs steadily.

On the corner of the second floor, Fu Zhengnan held a tabloid and a fruit tray on the table, looking very relaxed.

Yu Cangcang placed the tray on the table and took out the things from the tray one by one. She placed the coffee in front of Fu Zhengnan, put a cup of it herself and sat down, stroking her skirt.

Fu Zhengnan picked up the coffee and sniffed it. After taking a sip, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "It's the coffee you brewed that suits my taste the best. The ones from the Chamber of Commerce..." He shook his head and put the coffee down.

Yu Cangcang sat beside Fu Zhengnan, glanced at the cup, pinched a silver spoon and dug a small piece of tiramisu and fed it into Fu Zhengnan's mouth, and said slowly: "The coffee and cake taste the best when paired with it, right?"

She has been interested in baking recently and spends most of her time on it every day. All the cakes in the cafe come from her hands and her turnover is half higher.

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Yu Cangcang from the newspaper, held her smooth and fair fingers and said, "Why are you so interested in making cakes now?"

She is very smart and can learn everything she does. In just a few years, she has made the intelligence agency very successful and has a lot of income in joint ventures with others. She is a career-oriented woman, but now she is addicted to making cakes, which is incredible.

Fu Zhengnan raised her hand and kissed her lips, and said in a doting way: "Your hands are not made of cakes. If it is burned, it will be bad."

Yu Cangcang turned his head to look over. The man's face was still handsome and had smiles at the corners of his eyes. Although he was already over forty years old, the man was like this, like a accumulated aged wine, which became more and more fragrant.

She pulled out her hand and opened her fingers to look, looking at it with a charming look: "Do you don't like it if you burn it?"

Fu Zhengnan stretched out his hand and held her fingers with her ten fingers. He lifted the other hand on her waist and hugged her on his lap. He tightened his fingers and said, "If it is burned, go and treat it. If it cannot be cured, I will take care of it. So, are you satisfied?"

Since Yu Cangcang said he wanted a child last time and Fu Zhengnan avoided it, Yu Cangcang had been cold for a few days and went to the apartment and said he was busy in the cafe. Fu Zhengnan had to coax her so that he would not offend her again.

Yu Cangcang raised his eyebrows slightly and did not respond to the answer clearly. She turned her head and whispered to the man's red lips and asked, "What is suitable for me? Qi Lingyang returned to the Qi family. The intelligence agency no longer needs me to stare at me. I am so idle, don't make cakes, do you want me to go to your chamber of commerce to make tea and coffee for you?"

In fact, she really wanted to ask, what if her face was burned? She no longer looked like Yu Kelan, but she turned into another face? But she never had the courage to say it out loud, and she didn't dare to guess...

Fu Zhengnan sighed lightly and said in a low voice: "Cangcang, don't get angry anymore." As if he was facing the disobedient child, his face calmed down, let go of her hand and picked up the business newspaper.

Yu Cangcang's eyes dimmed, disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he cursed the corners of his lower lip.

He loved her and spent more time with her than that Mrs. Zhuo Ya. Almost every night they shared the same bed and were lingering. He gave him whatever she wanted, she knew everything he wanted, and she knew him better than anyone else.

It seems that she has a lot of it and has received Fu Zhengnan’s supreme favor, but is that really the case?

She has seen and known many of Fu Zhengnan’s friends or partners, and even privately, others call her Fu Zhengnan’s underground wife. But so what? She is always shameful.

Fu's family cannot go, not even the chamber of commerce. At the banquets of all sizes, the one who was always with him was Mrs. Zhuo Ya, and even she could give birth to him.

Her value is just for him to be happy, and he can't give what she wants the most.

She doesn't like being a strong woman, so she just wants to be his wife, even if she is just a housewife, just take care of her husband and children in a plain manner. If this is not possible, she thinks that finding a place to live with her without a man is good, and only two people are fried rice, oil and salt. Every year, she goes out for vacation, chats with neighbors on weekdays, fiddling with flowers and plants, and spends leisurely.

But he was unwilling to take her away, so she had to find something to do so that she would not get deeper into resentment...

Yu Cangcang stood up from Fu Zhengnan's leg, and the silver spoon poked the cake in the porcelain plate one after another, dug a small spoon and put it in her mouth. She said softly: "Fu Hanchuan is here."

Fu Zhengnan frowned, shook the newspaper in his hand slightly, Yu Cangcang glanced at him, and the spoon was still in his mouth. She pulled out the spoon and said, "Why, do you think your son has come to the door and feels shameless to see him?"

With Fu Hanchuan's ability, it is impossible not to know her cafe. I believe he knows the address of her apartment very clearly. This is the first time he has stepped onto her territory.

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Yu Cangcang, put down the newspaper in his hand, and his breath also sank...

Flanked downstairs, Fu Hanchuan slowly stirred the coffee, his indifferent eyes fell into the cup of coffee in front of him, looking at the shallow whirlpool that turned out inside. He had no interest in the decoration here, or the guests sitting there.

A figure blocked his light from the side, and the color of the coffee was a little darker. Fu Hanchuan paused his fingers and looked up, and saw Fu Zhengnan standing by the table, looking at him with serious eyes.

"Why did you come here?" Fu Zhengnan took off his chair and sat down opposite him.

Fu Hanchuan picked up the spoon, touched it lightly on the edge of the cup, let the coffee in the spoon drip, and then placed the spoon on the cup holder. Fu Zhengnan looked at him, watching him do the steps slowly and calm down.

Fu Hanchuan pinched the cup of ears, turned his head and looked around, took a sip of coffee before saying to Fu Zhengnan's eyes: "My father doesn't live in home all year round, so I can only come here."

The father and son looked at each other for a few seconds, and the light music in the air continued, but the atmosphere here was far less relaxed and pleasant than the music.

Fu Hanchuan held the coffee cup and waved at Fu Zhengnan, and said with a faint smile: "Don't Father bring a cup?" Although he was laughing, there was no smile in his eyes and there was sarcasm. Fu Zhengnan frowned, glanced at him, and waved to the waiter.

"Give me a latte."

"Okay, Mr. Fu, please wait." The waiter looked at Fu Hanchuan and looked at Fu Zhengnan again, with a strange look, but she, a small waiter, naturally could not speak too much, so she left with the order.

Fu Hanchuan sipped the coffee lightly, and his face still had the smile on his face: "I thought the boss here would be personally receiving it."

Fu Zhengnan's voice was low, and his eyebrows were full of sharp expressions. He said, "What do you want to say?"

Fu Hanchuan put down his coffee cup, leaned back on the soft chair back, and put an arm on the table casually, widening the distance from Fu Zhengnan. He looked at the other party lightly. The man with a similar appearance to him pursed his thin lips and suddenly said, "Why not divorce?"

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows were frowning deep, and Fu Hanchuan said again: "Since you have no feelings for her, why not divorce? This woman has been with you for ten years, right? She didn't force you to get on the throne or something?"

Fu Zhengnan looked at him for a few seconds and said in a deep voice: "Fu Hanchuan, you are not qualified to come and ask about me." Who is me, who is my son, and when will it be his turn to be troublesome!

Fu Hanchuan sneered, leaned forward against the table, and put his hands on the table with his cold eyes as he watched the person opposite him slowly turn red. Are you angry and embarrassed?

He said, "You have a lover, and you can't forget someone in your heart. You are just a business marriage with her. Oh, so many women you can't let go..." He chuckled sarcastically, raised his eyebrows and said, "I only have one, but you are forcing me to divorce. What is the reason?"

Fu Zhengnan's eyebrows were cold and majestic, and he said in a low voice: "Because you are Fu Hanchuan and the heir to the Fu family. The woman around you must be able to be by your side and let you go out and not be laughed at, do you understand?"

"Haha..." Fu Hanchuan answered this with only one hehe. He fiddled with the spoon on the cup holder. They would not have the same opinion on this issue.

He raised his eyes and said lightly: "I'm here, not discussing this with you, nor is I here to cause trouble for you."

The waiter brought Fu Zhengnan's coffee over, and there was a dessert on the tray. I wonder who put it. Fu Hanchuan looked at the stack of cakes from above the edge of the cup, and sneered in his heart. If he couldn't show up in person, he would use a stack of cakes as a representative?

Fu Zhengnan took a sip of coffee and said, "What's the matter?"

Fu Hanchuan said: "In the past few years, has anyone named Yan Gu joined in the Chamber of Commerce?"

The Fu family is also one of the members of the Chamber of Commerce and has an important position. However, Fu Hanchuan has never seen this person in the Chamber of Commerce, nor has he heard of it. Of course, in the vast northern city, there are many people who have joined the Chamber of Commerce, and even from other places have joined, so no one will know. If it weren't for the Su family's affairs, he might not be interested.

Speaking of Yan Gu, Fu Zhengnan raised his eyebrows slightly, drank coffee and said, "Yes, I joined in three years ago. Why did you suddenly ask about this person?"

In recent years, there have been many upstarts in the North City and more and more members of the Chamber of Commerce. The Yan Gu is very low-key and is mostly alone, so it is not particularly eye-catching.

Fu Hanchuan said: "Others joining the Chamber of Commerce to expand their connections and seek cooperation opportunities among many business leaders, and mutual benefit. But that person is so low-key, but he has been able to get big projects many times. Why is that?"

Fu Zhengnan glanced at him, put the coffee cup he was carrying on the tray and said, "Others have their own cleverness."

Fu Hanchuan looked up at Fu Zhengnan and slowly spoke: "Have you heard of the pillow garden?"

Fu Zhengnan said lightly: "The pillow garden is famous among the nobles and nobles."

Fu Hanchuan said: "My father is the president of the Chamber of Commerce, and I think he is a place where I often go to Zhengyuan." He paused and then said, "I found out that Mr. Yan Lin from Zhengyuan was a father-son relationship with Yangu. Does his father know?"

Fu Zhengnan looked at Fu Hanchuan for a while, and said some strange words all night long, not knowing what he meant. He said, "I know. But why are you suddenly interested in Yan Gu?"

Fu Hanchuan suddenly smiled at the corner of his lips, leaned back on the back of the chair and said, "Father, you just said that Yan Gu has his own skill in getting a big project. Now it is so difficult to do business, I want to learn from the scriptures."

Fu Zhengnan glanced at him and said in a low voice: "You can't take this sutra. Just have me to protect you." With his status in the Chamber of Commerce, Fu will not be stepped on by others.

But Fu Hanchuan heard the meaning from his words and further confirmed his thoughts. He smiled and said coldly: "The people who are receiving in the pillow garden are either rich or noble. Yan Lin can easily get first-hand information and even get the handles of these nobles. Therefore, it is not difficult for Yan Gu to get those big projects."

"I wonder what the father was caught in the Jinyuan project in Liangcheng, so he worked with Yan Gu?"

Fu Zhengnan's eyes turned cold and he frowned and looked at Fu Hanchuan and said, "The Liangcheng project was taken out in my hands, there is no problem."

Fu Hanchuan said: "I will check if there are any problems, but my father, it is better to go to the pillow garden less in the future."

He paused and said again: "My father may not know yet. Yan Gu secretly bought the Su family and the old house of the Su family. Now, both the company and the huge house have disappeared."

Fu Zhengnan's expression subsided. Yan Gu had any involvement with the Su family?

However, the old fox's keen sense told him that Fu Hanchuan went to investigate Yangu's orphans not because of the Jinyuan project, nor to prevent Yangu's orphans, but the focus was on the Su family.

His eyebrows and eyes moved and cold, he stared at Fu Hanchuan and said, "You went to check Yan Gu, is it for Su Xiang again?"

"Fu Hanchuan, the apology statement caused by your mother is still on the company's website. People come to me every day to complain, and even ask you to come down. What are you doing now!"

"For that woman, you don't even care about your mother's face and don't care about the interests of the company. I have to think about whether it is correct to hand over this position to you!"

“…”

There was a silence in the air, and Fu Hanchuan's tense face suddenly raised a sneer. He looked up at the second floor. A young and elegant woman sat next to the hollowed-out steel art guardrail. She was also looking down. The two people's eyes met in the air for a second. The woman curled her red lips and retracted her gaze. Fu Hanchuan looked down at Fu Zhengnan.

He sneered and said, "Did my father want to fight for the position of heir again? Qi Lingyang has withdrawn. This time his father wants to take back this position and wait for the woman's son to be born?"

Fu Zhengnan glared at him: "You!"
To be continued...