Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub
Chapter 462
Chapter 462
Over there, the owner of the gallery didn’t say anything when he saw it, he chatted slowly with the appreciators, and then asked quietly, how is it?
Fu Chen noticed that the owner of the gallery used sign language, and presumably learned it on purpose.
Zhen Shen refused, the reason being that he was worried that he would get a huge sum of money and would not be able to study with peace of mind.It is better to sell it after two years to cover university tuition expenses.
Fuchen watched silently and didn't say anything.
After returning, Zhen Shen dragged her to study.He took her to the gallery to see this scene, just want to tell her: he has the ability to support two people.
Later, she went to the highest institution of learning, and he went to art school.Two people in one city, still together.Lan Lan may also go to the same place.Everyone is here.
The more you look forward to the future, the more you must control the present.Zhen Shen stared at Fu Chen brushing the questions for two months.
It was not a big problem for him to enter art school, and it was not a big problem for him to follow the basic knowledge to earn cultural points in the third year of high school.Only Fuchen, which is a single-plank bridge, is always worrying.
For two months, the two were almost completely together.
Zhen Yan also noticed the abnormality of the two of them, and pulled Yang Yong to ask, "What's going on? I think you are very suspicious now. The things you told me during the Chinese New Year... have you discovered it long ago?"
Yang Yong smiled naively, "Eat wine, eat wine, let's go eat wine."
"Damn it! Who will drink with you! I don't agree! I don't agree with this marriage."
"It's nothing. Fuchen is in a critical period, just keep an eye on it." Yang Yong took people out to drink, trying to get away with it.
Zhen Yan sensed something was wrong and wondered, "Why are you so happy?"
Yang Yong: "I have received a big order, and I will give my family Fuchen a dowry!" Patting Zhen Yan on the back, "You have to work hard! The betrothal gift must be thick!"
Zhen Shen was painting in the studio, and Fuchen was doing the writing in the studio.Just sprint all the way to the end of December, when the national competition begins.
The school is still led by the teacher to the capital.Yang Yong originally wanted to go with him, but he started making troubles at the construction site again, so he really couldn't leave.
As usual, Zhen Shen secretly followed and joined Fuchen.
The matter between the two was no secret at school, and the teacher also turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, letting the two act alone, only telling them to pay attention to rest and game time.
Still relaxing in the capital for a few days, but by coincidence, Fuchen was robbed when he went out that day.Fu Chen subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but suddenly realized that the ID card was indeed in her pocket.
It's okay.The game matters.
But I didn't expect that more than a dozen people blocked them, and even dragged people away.
Fuchen's two fists were no match for his four hands, he was taken into the car, and he passed out.When she was awakened by Zhen Shen, it was already dark.Everything on the body is there.
Only the brain is groggy.
It’s over.
Fu Chen couldn't help but feel depressed, without saying a word.Instead of calling the police, they called a taxi.
Suburbs don't come.The two walked back to the city step by step.
Zhen Shen carefully persuaded, "There is still a chance, next year. Next year. At worst, you can take the college entrance examination as a sports student."
"There is still a chance. Don't give up."
"There's a second chance."
"..."
Fuchen ignored it.
The teacher called over there, only said that he had fallen asleep, and then hung up.Just buy a ticket and go back.Zhen Shen followed.
When the two returned home, they accidentally discovered that Yang Yong's legs and feet had been cast in plaster.There are also straps on the face.
"What's wrong with you?" Fuchen ran over.
Yang Yong was even more surprised when he saw Fu Chen, "Why so early?" He felt wrong, "Is something wrong?"
Fuchen looked down at Yang Yong with a gloomy expression, "What's going on with you?"
"It's okay." Yang Yong smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "I fell down."
Fu Chen looked at Yang Yong carefully, "I broke a bone in a fall, and fell to my forehead when it was over?" He sat down, "Has something happened on the construction site?"
Zhen Shen had been carefully following Fuchen, and now he was relieved to see that she could sit down and talk.He poured hot water for the two of them, and sat quietly beside Fuchen and listened.
Yang Yong didn't talk about his own affairs, but stared at Fu Chen worriedly, "You...did you fail in the exam?"
Fuchen shook his hands, pursed his lips and smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "I failed the exam. I was knocked out and thrown to the suburbs."
"Who is it!" Yang Yong stood up excitedly, completely forgetting that he had broken a bone, "Call the police! Call the police and arrest them!" As soon as his leg touched the ground, he fell down in pain.
Fu Chen grabbed the person to stop him from falling, and carefully put it back together with Zhen Shen.
"You can't let them go! That's your university!" Yang Yong pointed to the sky and was filled with indignation.
"Sit down!" Fuchen pushed the man to sit on the sofa and snapped, "The one who caught me was a gangster, and it won't affect them after half a year. I can only speculate about the instigator behind it, without evidence. How to fix it? Call the police? Calling the police is useful." Can it solve the status quo?"
Yang Yong looked at the floating dust, half paid, lowered his head, "I'm useless."
Fuchen is very annoyed by such remarks.Sit back, "What's the matter with you, tell me clearly."
"I can handle it." Yang Yong faltered.
Fuchen raised his hand to hit someone, but when he saw the bandage on Yang Yong's forehead, he stopped, "Say!"
Yang Yong hesitated and said, "The company's capital chain was broken, the boss ran away with the money, and the company filed for bankruptcy. The undertaker delayed our salary for half a year, and Chinese New Year is coming soon..."
"The worker beat you?" Fuchen couldn't believe it.
Yang Yong paid the workers wages, and he only ate meat when the workers ate porridge.If a worker can only drink rice porridge, he is free of charge.Not bad.
"There is still one month until the Chinese New Year. No one is a wealthy family." Yang Yong explained, "It has been delayed for half a year."
Floating dust discouraged, "How much difference?"
"600."
"How much?" Fuchen screamed.
Yang Yong lowered his head, "Over 100 million yuan has already been thrown away, and the car is mortgaged. There is still 600 million yuan left."
"How big an order did you take? Only 50 people, can you take a big order?" Fuchen asked.
Yang Yong didn't dare to look up, "I still found 60 people."
The co-author was someone outside who beat Yang Yong.
Both father and daughter fell to the bottom of the valley, and they were really brothers and sisters.
Fuchen rolled his eyes, "Take the house as a mortgage." Her name is on the real estate certificate, so don't you want to tell her in the end?
Yang Yong remained silent.
"What's wrong? Do you still want to be beaten again? Or did they find me to beat me?" Fuchen asked back.
"This is your dowry." Yang Yong choked up.
Fuchen was powerless, and just as he was about to speak, someone poked him in the back.look back.
Zhen Shen gestured, "I have." His paintings can be sold at high prices.
Fuchen waved his hand, "It's not your business, don't get involved. We can solve it."
Zhen Shen insisted, "I can give it to you."
Fuchen pushed the person away and said sharply, "This is my family's business, don't you understand?"
Zhen Shen leaned back and fell on the sofa, looking at the floating dust in bewilderment.In the past two days, he has been careful to maintain Fuchen's dignity and emotions.I really don't know why I attacked him at this time.
Zhen Shen looked unclear, stood up, and looked at the floating dust.
The surface of the dust is cold.
"Don't quarrel. Don't quarrel." Yang Yong reconciled, "It's my fault."
Seeing that Fuchen resisted him, Zhen Shen turned and left.
"Don't quarrel." Yang Yong persuaded Zhen Shen, "She is in a bad mood." He turned around and patted the floating dust, "Go and apologize."
Fu Chen rolled his eyes at him, "You don't have to worry about my business. Get rid of your crap." Get up and go to your own room, close the door and lock it, throw yourself on the bed, suppressed crying.
How can it not hurt to fall from a height?
She has always vowed that all these years of being willful and perverse have gone smoothly.Suddenly being slapped on the bottom of the valley, how could it not hurt?
She wants to leave.Don't want to face it.
Drowsy, slept until midnight.Fuchen knocked on the door and woke Yang Yong up.
The door was not closed.
Opening the door, Fuchen stood by the door, "Tell me honestly, can mortgage or selling the house solve the problem?"
Yang Yong looked at Fu Chen, "Yes. Don't think too much, Dad will figure out a way."
"Let's go to the housing management office during the day and change the owner back." Fuchen said.
Yang Yong stared at Fuchen, looked at his legs, didn't understand Fuchen's reaction, and agreed habitually.
Going out in the morning, Fuchen opened the door with his bag on his back.Yang Yong was on crutches.
"Click." Zhen's door opened.Zhen Shen saw the floating dust.
Fu Chen turned his head, ignored the bruises under the eyes of the other party, his eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth, "Mute."
Zhen Shen was stunned, and his body that was about to step out stopped.
When they first met, she also said, "Dumb."
The elevator doors open.Fuchen went in first.
Yang Yong was dissatisfied, "Fuchen, how can you say that about people?"
Fuchen stared blankly ahead, without any response.
Yang Yong turned his head to look at Zhen Shen, who was still standing at the door, seemingly frozen.Turning his head to look at the floating dust again, the floating dust is motionless, like a cold iron statue in the square.
Yang Yong entered the elevator with a cane.Fuchen quickly closed it.
Yang Yong taught, "What's the matter, you communicate more. Don't be like this. I will come back later and apologize to others."
Fuchen remained silent, took a taxi to the housing management office with a blank expression, and was busy changing his name.After everything was done, Fu Chen looked at Yang Yong, "I want to go out for a walk, I won't go back."
Yang Yong frowned and stared at Fu Chen, he knew Fu Chen was in a bad mood.I can't refute it, let alone refute it, "You should pay attention to your own safety."
Fuchen lowered his head and cast his eyes on the ground. After a long time, he said, "Take care of yourself." He turned and left.
Fuchen left and never came back.
The school kept her student status for one year, waiting for her to come back.But until he graduated from high school, Fu Chen never came back.
Fuchen doesn't want to study anymore.She knew that she was not in the mood to study anymore, and she couldn't sit still.
She occasionally used a public phone or a disposable phone to call Yang Yong to inform him of safety.
Yang Yong was distressed, "Do you want to come back? It doesn't matter if you do business. I won't force you. Come back and have a look, Ah Shen..."
The phone hangs up.
Yang Yong looked towards the direction next door with a bitter expression on his face.
5 years later.
Fuchen called Yang Yong, "I'm going back to buy a house. In city b, do you want to come and live with me?"
This is the wind she finally revealed after all these years.It must be successful and famous, and it must be returning home.
When he came back, the first acquaintance Fuchen saw accidentally was Zhen Shen.
Things have changed.
In the corridor at the entrance of the two houses: Zhen Shen still looks like the quiet and gentle little prince in his memory, but the floating dust has been polished to edges and corners.
(End of this chapter)
Over there, the owner of the gallery didn’t say anything when he saw it, he chatted slowly with the appreciators, and then asked quietly, how is it?
Fu Chen noticed that the owner of the gallery used sign language, and presumably learned it on purpose.
Zhen Shen refused, the reason being that he was worried that he would get a huge sum of money and would not be able to study with peace of mind.It is better to sell it after two years to cover university tuition expenses.
Fuchen watched silently and didn't say anything.
After returning, Zhen Shen dragged her to study.He took her to the gallery to see this scene, just want to tell her: he has the ability to support two people.
Later, she went to the highest institution of learning, and he went to art school.Two people in one city, still together.Lan Lan may also go to the same place.Everyone is here.
The more you look forward to the future, the more you must control the present.Zhen Shen stared at Fu Chen brushing the questions for two months.
It was not a big problem for him to enter art school, and it was not a big problem for him to follow the basic knowledge to earn cultural points in the third year of high school.Only Fuchen, which is a single-plank bridge, is always worrying.
For two months, the two were almost completely together.
Zhen Yan also noticed the abnormality of the two of them, and pulled Yang Yong to ask, "What's going on? I think you are very suspicious now. The things you told me during the Chinese New Year... have you discovered it long ago?"
Yang Yong smiled naively, "Eat wine, eat wine, let's go eat wine."
"Damn it! Who will drink with you! I don't agree! I don't agree with this marriage."
"It's nothing. Fuchen is in a critical period, just keep an eye on it." Yang Yong took people out to drink, trying to get away with it.
Zhen Yan sensed something was wrong and wondered, "Why are you so happy?"
Yang Yong: "I have received a big order, and I will give my family Fuchen a dowry!" Patting Zhen Yan on the back, "You have to work hard! The betrothal gift must be thick!"
Zhen Shen was painting in the studio, and Fuchen was doing the writing in the studio.Just sprint all the way to the end of December, when the national competition begins.
The school is still led by the teacher to the capital.Yang Yong originally wanted to go with him, but he started making troubles at the construction site again, so he really couldn't leave.
As usual, Zhen Shen secretly followed and joined Fuchen.
The matter between the two was no secret at school, and the teacher also turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, letting the two act alone, only telling them to pay attention to rest and game time.
Still relaxing in the capital for a few days, but by coincidence, Fuchen was robbed when he went out that day.Fu Chen subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but suddenly realized that the ID card was indeed in her pocket.
It's okay.The game matters.
But I didn't expect that more than a dozen people blocked them, and even dragged people away.
Fuchen's two fists were no match for his four hands, he was taken into the car, and he passed out.When she was awakened by Zhen Shen, it was already dark.Everything on the body is there.
Only the brain is groggy.
It’s over.
Fu Chen couldn't help but feel depressed, without saying a word.Instead of calling the police, they called a taxi.
Suburbs don't come.The two walked back to the city step by step.
Zhen Shen carefully persuaded, "There is still a chance, next year. Next year. At worst, you can take the college entrance examination as a sports student."
"There is still a chance. Don't give up."
"There's a second chance."
"..."
Fuchen ignored it.
The teacher called over there, only said that he had fallen asleep, and then hung up.Just buy a ticket and go back.Zhen Shen followed.
When the two returned home, they accidentally discovered that Yang Yong's legs and feet had been cast in plaster.There are also straps on the face.
"What's wrong with you?" Fuchen ran over.
Yang Yong was even more surprised when he saw Fu Chen, "Why so early?" He felt wrong, "Is something wrong?"
Fuchen looked down at Yang Yong with a gloomy expression, "What's going on with you?"
"It's okay." Yang Yong smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "I fell down."
Fu Chen looked at Yang Yong carefully, "I broke a bone in a fall, and fell to my forehead when it was over?" He sat down, "Has something happened on the construction site?"
Zhen Shen had been carefully following Fuchen, and now he was relieved to see that she could sit down and talk.He poured hot water for the two of them, and sat quietly beside Fuchen and listened.
Yang Yong didn't talk about his own affairs, but stared at Fu Chen worriedly, "You...did you fail in the exam?"
Fuchen shook his hands, pursed his lips and smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "I failed the exam. I was knocked out and thrown to the suburbs."
"Who is it!" Yang Yong stood up excitedly, completely forgetting that he had broken a bone, "Call the police! Call the police and arrest them!" As soon as his leg touched the ground, he fell down in pain.
Fu Chen grabbed the person to stop him from falling, and carefully put it back together with Zhen Shen.
"You can't let them go! That's your university!" Yang Yong pointed to the sky and was filled with indignation.
"Sit down!" Fuchen pushed the man to sit on the sofa and snapped, "The one who caught me was a gangster, and it won't affect them after half a year. I can only speculate about the instigator behind it, without evidence. How to fix it? Call the police? Calling the police is useful." Can it solve the status quo?"
Yang Yong looked at the floating dust, half paid, lowered his head, "I'm useless."
Fuchen is very annoyed by such remarks.Sit back, "What's the matter with you, tell me clearly."
"I can handle it." Yang Yong faltered.
Fuchen raised his hand to hit someone, but when he saw the bandage on Yang Yong's forehead, he stopped, "Say!"
Yang Yong hesitated and said, "The company's capital chain was broken, the boss ran away with the money, and the company filed for bankruptcy. The undertaker delayed our salary for half a year, and Chinese New Year is coming soon..."
"The worker beat you?" Fuchen couldn't believe it.
Yang Yong paid the workers wages, and he only ate meat when the workers ate porridge.If a worker can only drink rice porridge, he is free of charge.Not bad.
"There is still one month until the Chinese New Year. No one is a wealthy family." Yang Yong explained, "It has been delayed for half a year."
Floating dust discouraged, "How much difference?"
"600."
"How much?" Fuchen screamed.
Yang Yong lowered his head, "Over 100 million yuan has already been thrown away, and the car is mortgaged. There is still 600 million yuan left."
"How big an order did you take? Only 50 people, can you take a big order?" Fuchen asked.
Yang Yong didn't dare to look up, "I still found 60 people."
The co-author was someone outside who beat Yang Yong.
Both father and daughter fell to the bottom of the valley, and they were really brothers and sisters.
Fuchen rolled his eyes, "Take the house as a mortgage." Her name is on the real estate certificate, so don't you want to tell her in the end?
Yang Yong remained silent.
"What's wrong? Do you still want to be beaten again? Or did they find me to beat me?" Fuchen asked back.
"This is your dowry." Yang Yong choked up.
Fuchen was powerless, and just as he was about to speak, someone poked him in the back.look back.
Zhen Shen gestured, "I have." His paintings can be sold at high prices.
Fuchen waved his hand, "It's not your business, don't get involved. We can solve it."
Zhen Shen insisted, "I can give it to you."
Fuchen pushed the person away and said sharply, "This is my family's business, don't you understand?"
Zhen Shen leaned back and fell on the sofa, looking at the floating dust in bewilderment.In the past two days, he has been careful to maintain Fuchen's dignity and emotions.I really don't know why I attacked him at this time.
Zhen Shen looked unclear, stood up, and looked at the floating dust.
The surface of the dust is cold.
"Don't quarrel. Don't quarrel." Yang Yong reconciled, "It's my fault."
Seeing that Fuchen resisted him, Zhen Shen turned and left.
"Don't quarrel." Yang Yong persuaded Zhen Shen, "She is in a bad mood." He turned around and patted the floating dust, "Go and apologize."
Fu Chen rolled his eyes at him, "You don't have to worry about my business. Get rid of your crap." Get up and go to your own room, close the door and lock it, throw yourself on the bed, suppressed crying.
How can it not hurt to fall from a height?
She has always vowed that all these years of being willful and perverse have gone smoothly.Suddenly being slapped on the bottom of the valley, how could it not hurt?
She wants to leave.Don't want to face it.
Drowsy, slept until midnight.Fuchen knocked on the door and woke Yang Yong up.
The door was not closed.
Opening the door, Fuchen stood by the door, "Tell me honestly, can mortgage or selling the house solve the problem?"
Yang Yong looked at Fu Chen, "Yes. Don't think too much, Dad will figure out a way."
"Let's go to the housing management office during the day and change the owner back." Fuchen said.
Yang Yong stared at Fuchen, looked at his legs, didn't understand Fuchen's reaction, and agreed habitually.
Going out in the morning, Fuchen opened the door with his bag on his back.Yang Yong was on crutches.
"Click." Zhen's door opened.Zhen Shen saw the floating dust.
Fu Chen turned his head, ignored the bruises under the eyes of the other party, his eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth, "Mute."
Zhen Shen was stunned, and his body that was about to step out stopped.
When they first met, she also said, "Dumb."
The elevator doors open.Fuchen went in first.
Yang Yong was dissatisfied, "Fuchen, how can you say that about people?"
Fuchen stared blankly ahead, without any response.
Yang Yong turned his head to look at Zhen Shen, who was still standing at the door, seemingly frozen.Turning his head to look at the floating dust again, the floating dust is motionless, like a cold iron statue in the square.
Yang Yong entered the elevator with a cane.Fuchen quickly closed it.
Yang Yong taught, "What's the matter, you communicate more. Don't be like this. I will come back later and apologize to others."
Fuchen remained silent, took a taxi to the housing management office with a blank expression, and was busy changing his name.After everything was done, Fu Chen looked at Yang Yong, "I want to go out for a walk, I won't go back."
Yang Yong frowned and stared at Fu Chen, he knew Fu Chen was in a bad mood.I can't refute it, let alone refute it, "You should pay attention to your own safety."
Fuchen lowered his head and cast his eyes on the ground. After a long time, he said, "Take care of yourself." He turned and left.
Fuchen left and never came back.
The school kept her student status for one year, waiting for her to come back.But until he graduated from high school, Fu Chen never came back.
Fuchen doesn't want to study anymore.She knew that she was not in the mood to study anymore, and she couldn't sit still.
She occasionally used a public phone or a disposable phone to call Yang Yong to inform him of safety.
Yang Yong was distressed, "Do you want to come back? It doesn't matter if you do business. I won't force you. Come back and have a look, Ah Shen..."
The phone hangs up.
Yang Yong looked towards the direction next door with a bitter expression on his face.
5 years later.
Fuchen called Yang Yong, "I'm going back to buy a house. In city b, do you want to come and live with me?"
This is the wind she finally revealed after all these years.It must be successful and famous, and it must be returning home.
When he came back, the first acquaintance Fuchen saw accidentally was Zhen Shen.
Things have changed.
In the corridor at the entrance of the two houses: Zhen Shen still looks like the quiet and gentle little prince in his memory, but the floating dust has been polished to edges and corners.
(End of this chapter)
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