I like you, my nature is hard to change

Chapter 40: Then smash it

"Forget it, young man, you should buy it and leave quickly, so as not to be blackmailed." The passers-by around couldn't stand it anymore and persuaded them.

Na Chuan said coldly to that person: "Sometimes things have evolved to the point of no return, and there are people who you say so and let it go."

In fact, those who made you forget it were nothing more than making you surrender to the situation at the time, which contributed to the intensification of those people. Obviously you are the most wronged one, but you have to sacrifice your own interests for the benefit of others .

Na Chuan looked around and didn't stand up to speak for him. Feeling a bit chilled, he said, "I have a driving recorder in this car, and everything just happened was recorded."

"Of course, if you want to smash this car, then do it, but you can wait for me to sue you in less than 5 minutes. This car is 700 million. If you smash it, I will let you and even your future His children and grandchildren will have no peace in order to compensate for this huge sum of money." Na Chuan saw that some people around him were about to move, and said directly ruthlessly.

Immediately, the group of people didn't dare to take another step forward, and silently gave him a way, the aunt had no choice but to give up, and looked at Na Chuan with resentment, as if it was his fault that he wasn't blackmailed by her. .

After leaving the vegetable market, Na Chuan called the head of the market management department, told him the situation, and then drove to a nearby supermarket.

"Miss Mo, we're here." When Mo Zishu was soundly asleep, Fu Er's majestic voice woke her up from her dream.

"What's here? Are you home?" Mo Zishu, who was still in a daze, propped herself up on the seat with her hands, and then looked out the window, a little unclear.

"It's not Qingtai Garden, it's not my house." Mo Zishu said while stretching, completely forgetting that she promised Fu Qingyuan to come to the old house for dinner.

In fact, Fu Qingyuan hadn't hung up the phone at this time, and returned to his office to file the document after the meeting, but what was different from the past was that he put on the earphones that had been kept in the drawer and hadn't been unpacked, just to Hearing Mo Zishu's breathing while sleeping, with a little snoring rhythm, made him smile.

It just scared the special assistant around him enough.

Mo Zishu would always dream in her life that Fu Qingyuan had recorded the sound of her sleeping and even snoring. When Mo Zishu accidentally dug out this recording one day after marriage, Fu Qingyuan had already prepared the washboard. With the durian, of course, this is something later.

"Ahem." Fu Qingyuan heard that Mo Zishu must still be asleep, and what he said made him laugh.

"Fu Er, do you have a cold? Why are you coughing?" Mo Zishu heard a few coughs and thought it was Fu Er, so she asked.

"No, you may have heard it wrong. Ms. Mo, get out of the car first. Grandpa is waiting for you outside." Fu Er scratched his head, feeling a little puzzled.

Mo Zishu nodded, maybe she heard it wrong, picked up her phone and portfolio and got out of the car.

"Old man Fu, don't you see me every day like three autumns? Didn't you make an appointment for dinner yesterday? Why did you make it earlier?" Mo Zishu continued to yawn, smiling almost at the sight of her face. Comrade Fu Shengshan, who produced flowers, she wondered why she was so happy.

"Naturally, let's go in. This is the first time you come to my house today. Take a good look. If you think it's good, just live in my house." Fu Shengshan said with a smile on his crutches, but he accidentally told me what was in his heart. Speak up.

"What?" Mo Zishu tilted her head and asked, but she didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, Lao Li, go and ask why Chuanzi hasn't come back. It's been so long. Buying an apple will make you lose yourself." Fu Shengshan waved his hands covertly, and greeted Mozi Shu goes in.

Butler Li was still speechless when he could say a word to the master, and went to do things according to the order in the next moment.

"I'll call you Grandpa Fu from now on. I always feel that I didn't respect you when I called you before." After Mo Zishu sat on the sofa, seeing that tea and various snacks had been prepared for her in front of her, Mo Zishu suddenly Feeling a little guilty, thinking about the old man who added the word "old man" after each surname to those people before, he took a sip of tea silently.

"Hehe, this is really good news. Zishu is willing to change his words, and those old men must be very happy." Fu Shengshan raised his brows. On the surface, he looked very happy, but in his heart he complained, "I won't change it sooner." It’s really worrying that a group of people change after getting used to it if they don’t change it too late.”

Fu Qingyuan finished the work in hand and sat quietly on the sofa with headphones on, staring at the dark phone screen in a daze.

His special assistant thought that Fu was always distracted, but Fu Qingyuan was actually eavesdropping on the conversation between Mo Zishu and his grandfather.

"Come on, I'll take you to visit here, and come here often after you get used to it." Fu Shengshan is still very lonely living in such a big villa, especially his wife is gone, although there are still some old servants in the house. People, children often come to see him, but what he hopes most is that this old house will be more popular. His son and daughter-in-law are gone, and the house is deserted. Every night, he always thinks about the past. There are a lot of laughter and laughter in the family, and Qingyuan is also talkative, since. . .

"Hey." Thinking of those past events, Fu Shengshan couldn't help sighing. The saddest thing is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person. Seeing that everything here has traces of people from the past, sometimes he really can't bear it. .

"Grandpa Fu, some things have already passed. We have to try to keep that feeling in our hearts forever. I will come to accompany you more when I have time." Mo Zishu understood what the sadness in Fu Shengshan's eyes meant, she She has also experienced life and death, but she couldn't stop it and could only watch it happen in front of her, but she was powerless.

"Okay, me, I'm an old bone now. My son and daughter-in-law left early, leaving Qingyuan alone. Sometimes when I look at Qingyuan, I feel pitiful for him to lose his parents at such a young age." , but Qingyuan is very strong. Since those things happened, he has never shed tears again. He is independent and has never asked me for anything. He earns what he wants. Although he is very calm and calm on the surface, I am a grandfather How could it be possible not to know that Qingyuan is actually more miserable than anyone else in his heart." Fu Shengshan couldn't help talking about this to Mo Zishu, he really hoped that Qingyuan would have a good wife to take his place in the future Share some pain, so that you won't be unable to get out for the rest of your life.

Mo Zishu followed Fu Shengshan silently. She was very clear about the whole situation of the Fu family, even why Fu Qingyuan's parents died at that time, she was very clear. In her opinion, Fu Qingyuan was a hero. People, but no matter how strong they are on the outside, there are scars in their hearts that cannot be touched or even overcome.

The phone was still connected, and Mo Zishu had no idea that she called Fu Qingyuan before going to bed.

When Fu Qingyuan heard the word "parents" mentioned by his grandfather on the phone, his body still trembled unavoidably. He never knew how to get himself over this hurdle. That's why after so many years he made himself stronger quickly, so strong that no one could hurt him, so strong that he could finally smile and say in front of his parents' grave: "Mom and Dad, look, I can protect myself gone."

It took half an hour to browse the entire house, and when Mo Zishu returned to the hall, Nachuan was already waiting.

"Fuck, Sister Mo is actually you. I thought it was the blind date introduced by my grandfather to my eldest brother." When Na Chuan saw Mo Zishu, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Cough cough, cough cough, cough." Fu Shengshan was just about to put a cup of tea into his mouth when he was startled by Nachuan's words. Leak.

"Uncle Li, grandpa has a cold?" Na Chuan frowned and asked the housekeeper next to him.
"Young master, the master is in good health. He just thinks that the young master's words are out of line. The master obviously mentioned this to you a long time ago. The young master's girlfriend will return to Zhang Luo by himself, so the master doesn't need to worry about it." Li Butler said He didn't even blush when he told a lie, and he still had a serious look, which made Na Chuan think that he had really heard it wrong.
"Oh." Na Chuan gnawed an apple depressedly, he finally understood that Grandpa had taken a fancy to Sister Mo, and planned to match her and elder brother together.
"Sister Mo, your previous tricks are so powerful, teach me." Na Chuan changed the topic, looked at Mo Zishu and the hairpin that Mo Zishu used to tie her hair with admiration, It turns out that it is true that hairpins were used as weapons in ancient times, and the level of power is really no worse than that of daggers.
Fu Shengshan frowned when he heard this sentence, and continued to listen patiently.
"Find a teacher by yourself and it's over." Mo Zishu said perfunctorily, in fact, she wanted to fool her with old man Fu, she didn't want to be caught in a pigtail and be taught by those old men in turn.
"That's no good, Sister Mo, your skills are not taught by ordinary people." Na Chuan then took another bite of the apple, not noticing that his grandfather's expression was getting more and more gloomy.
"Na Chuan, come with me to the study." Fu Shengshan slammed his crutches on the ground, left a word and went back to the study.
Mo Zishu raised her forehead, Na Chuan is a swindler, and even specially swindled her.
"What's the matter, Grandpa?" Na Chuan went in without knocking on the door, with an unfinished apple in his hand, who knew that a walking stick flew towards him and was about to hit him.

"Grandpa, why are you so angry? I remember that I didn't provoke you." Na Chuan quickly avoided the side, watching the crisp sound of the crutch hitting the wall, a little I have lingering fears.