Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 463 Honest and Cowardly Contractor Dad Has a Headache Everyday 15
"5 years ago, I'm sorry." Fuchen said.She knew that she was too much back then.I don't know how to deal with the people around me.Just stab him with a knife and keep people away.

Back then, Yang Yong got back [-]% of his money.Although small, in the end it also eased the economic pressure.The house has also been taken back over the years.It's just that Fuchen still doesn't want to go back.

She chose another road, so she had to go to darkness one way.

Now that she has money and a smooth career, she knows it's not necessary.But it is also clear that if she does not reach this position, even if she knows, she will not come back.

To save face, so twist it.

"En." Zhen Shen seemed to be even more reticent.His body movements were stiff.

Fu Chen remembered that he spoke many languages, his eyebrows, eyes, lips and ears were all in his language.Now it is almost invisible.

Yang Yong was still shopping outside.Zhen Shen went to the house to get a spare key.Fuchen took the key and opened the door.

The two neighbors for many years have their own spare keys.

"Are you a painter now?" Fuchen asked.

"Ah."

"Which university do you want to go to? Is it the art school you mentioned?"

No response.

Floating dust turned around.

Zhen Shen lowered his head and said in sign language, "I didn't go to college."

"Why?" Fu Chen was surprised, "You shouldn't have a problem."

Zhen Shen said nothing more.

Fuchen didn't ask any more questions.

Enter Yang Yong's room: simple furnishings, monotonous men's colors, black and gray as the home.

Open the drawer and look for the account.

"What are you looking for?" Zhen Shen patted her on the shoulder and asked.

"Hukou." Fuchen said, "I want to buy a house, so I need to register."

"Where did you go to buy a house?" Zhen Shen asked.

"City B." A city with a prosperous economy.

It can be seen that Fu Chen has worked hard and suffered a lot in the past few years.

Zhen Shen didn't say much, and knelt down to help search.

Fu Chen found a stack of photo albums in the bedside cabinet.All taken from cell phone photos.About her from childhood to adulthood, there are also photos of her winning competitions found on the Internet.

My heart is sore.

"Uncle Yang has always missed you very much." Zhen Shen said.

Fuchen sighed.Decided to stay a few more days.His impulsive behavior back then hurt people in the end.

"How have you been all these years?" His sign language was very slow.

Fuchen looked at Zhen Shen, and briefly talked about the development of these years.

Just went out, no money, only an ID card, underage, working part-time and have to deduct money.Fuchen didn't go, and set up a street stall with others.

There are also fancy street stalls that charge protection fees.Fuchen has long been familiar with these routines, led a few people to join forces to resist, and formed his own small group, successfully set up a stall for a year.

I saved some money and opened a store in partnership.Accompanied quickly.

Go to work and meet a startup company next door.

She felt that she had a future, so she followed suit without asking for money.The boss doesn't dislike her for being young either.After a few years of hard work, the company finally stabilized. She went all the way and became the second in command. She wanted to buy a house while she had money.

Yang Yong opened the door and came back.

Fuchen greeted with a smile, "Hi."

Yang Yong stared at her,
Fu Chen looked at him, and could easily see the white hair in the black hair.For the next three years, she did not hide her address from Yang Yong.During the holidays, Yang Yong would come over to find Fuchen to live with him.In the end better than at home.

Yang Yong carried all kinds of food and smiled, "You talk, you talk, I will deal with these first."

For some of Zhen Shen's sign language, Fuchen was useless for a long time, and some of them forgot, and he needed to type to communicate.He said very little.

Sitting with him, Fu Chen could still feel his restraint.Dust also keeps neighbors at a distance.

"Is your painting here? Can I see it?"

Zhen Shen shyly gestured: In the studio.

"Are you nearby?"

"suburbs."

"You can drive to have a look after dinner."

Zhen Shen nodded.

Yang Yong brought out the dishes and patted his thigh, "I forgot to buy wine. Hey, Fuchen, how many days are you staying at home?"

"Three to five days." Fuchen didn't ask for leave.Originally, I only planned to come over on weekends, get my household registration, stay for a day and leave. "It's okay, you can stay for another week. Go back and make up for the holiday."

Yang Yong: "Okay, okay. Call your Uncle Zhen tonight, and let's have a drink at home."

After the meal, Fu Chen said hello and went out for a stroll with Zhen Shen.

The two drove to the suburbs, only then did Fuchen know that Zhen Shen had bought a suite here to use as a studio.

Three-and-a-half-story small western-style building.The living room is very large, 12 to [-] square meters, the two floors are empty, and the four walls are [-] meters high.

There are paintings all around, and there are many here and there.However, the relationship that has not been used recently is a little dusty.

Zhen Shen smiled and explained, "I haven't lived here for the past two years. It's not very useful."

Fuchen knew that this guy might be rich, but he didn't expect to be so rich.

She knew how much he paid for a painting in high school.Her current net worth is only enough to buy one of his paintings.

People are more mad than people.

Fuchen looked at these paintings of his.His painting style has changed drastically over the years.

Originally, there were still some regular portraits, and the castle and children could be seen.It's better now, it's so abstract that I don't know why.Large lines, large areas of color.Fuchen can only know his emotions when looking at the painting by feeling.

The most impressive one is the large painting hanging in the main hall, which occupies half of the wall.The upper part is light gray throughout, with occasional orange and yellow lines, while the lower left corner of the Fuchen Station is directly painted black.The area is not big, and the second and third eyes will pay attention to this place, and the eyes cannot be separated.

It's too dark, the color doesn't add any smudges, and it's applied directly on the hands.

Standing in this position, she looks at the gray-black sky above, with light blurred colors in the middle, extending from the upper left to the lower right.It seems that a pair of eyes can be found in it.

Such a painting seems to always reveal something upon close inspection.

Fuchen was puzzled, "What is this? A storm at sea?"

Zhen Shen nodded, pulled her to stand on the ladder frame, and pointed to an area of ​​various colored blocks in the middle, on which two characters were written in color, "Gangfeng".

The two characters and the painting are integrated into one, and there is no difference at all.

Fuchen followed his finger stroke by stroke to make out these two characters.

"Oh." Only at this time did I feel the magic of art.

"Are these a pair of eyes?" Fuchen pointed out the location.

Zhen Shen smiled and said nothing.

"Really?" Fuchen asked.

Zhen Shen still didn't say anything.

"Hey, are you still on Tsundere?" Fu Chen swung his arms wide, threatening with his right elbow stuck around his neck.

The previous action was subconsciously put out, and both of them were stunned.

When Fuchen saw those eyes, he was a little confused, and said with a smile, "Are you single? Do you want to, let's try again?"

Zhen Shen looked directly at her, leaned his head on her shoulder, and gestured with both hands in front of her eyes, "I can try with you, are you willing to marry me?"

Fu Chen was stunned, and let go of his hand.

Zhen Shen smiled and stood up straight, his gentle face was still on.

It was as if the gaze just now had never happened before.

Fuchen has no plans to get married.When I came back again, I only felt that the two were close.Whether she can trust her or not, she herself doesn't know.

Fuchen went to the second floor to check, the door of the room was locked, and turned around.

Zhen Shen said there was nothing to see inside, and took him to the balcony on the fourth floor.

There is a dead turtle on the fourth floor.Both of them were stunned.Zhen Shen seems to have raised a tortoise, but soon forgot about it.

This tortoise has been here for a long time, can't crawl far, has nothing to eat, and starves to death.The tortoise shell has been exposed to the wind and the sun, and it has already cracked.

Get rid of the turtle.Fuchen gave a thumbs up.

The surrounding flowers and plants have become wild flowers, either withered or climbed out by themselves.The balcony is occupied by these green plants, there is no space, and it looks dirty and messy.

When going downstairs, Zhen Shen walked in front.Fuchen looked at his back, his eyes on his waist and buttocks.

Still attractive.

If she wanted to like it before putting it aside, she kissed it directly.Now, with that question, she dared not flirt casually.

In the evening, Yang Yong yelled at Zhen Yan, and the two had a big meal.It is rare that both children come home.Four people can dine together like before.When Zhen Yan saw Fu Chen and Zhen Shen appearing together, his eyes were complicated.

"Uncle." Fu Chen took the initiative to say hello.

Zhen Yan gave a "hmm" and didn't say anything.

The four of them ate at the dinner table as before.

It is still served in big soup bowls.

Fu Chen smiled, her appetite is not as good as before.

She's 176 tall and doesn't grow any longer.

Thinking of this, Fu Chen asked Zhen Shen, "How tall are you?"

"168." Zhen Shen signed.

Half a head shorter.

"You haven't developed any more in these years?" Fuchen teased.

Zhen Shen glanced at her, "Who is like you, with a simple mind and well-developed limbs?"

Fuchen smiled and didn't say much.

Zhen Yan is shorter.Standing with Yang Yong, one head shorter.

Zhen Yan also dislikes Yang Yong sometimes, his mind is simple and his limbs are more developed, and he has worked hard in education, so he raised a daughter named Fu Chen.

At this time, Zhen Shen was accused by Fuchen of being short, and Zhen Yan was not happy.

Yang Yong looked at his face, and offered food, "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, eat more vegetables, I can't even eat this food."

"Where are you feeding the pigs? There are so many dishes, of course they can't eat them." Zhen Yan couldn't talk about Fu Chen, so he directly yelled at Yang Yong.

Yang Yong smiled and said "yes".Another blank stare.

Yang Yong: "I forgot that the two children won't grow up, so they can't eat so much. Let's eat more."

Zhen Yan: "If you want to eat, you can eat it yourself, I can't eat it."

Fu Chen watched the interaction between the two, and quietly moved to Zhen Shen's side, "Hey, all these years, your father, Yang Yong, have never found an aunt? They are so good that they are almost a couple."

Zhen Shen was speechless, put down his chopsticks, and signed in sign language: "The two neighbors have been neighbors for more than ten years, and the relationship is naturally as good as brothers. It's not as good as you think—"

Fu Chen hurriedly returned the bowl to his hand, interrupting his words.Zhen Yan has already looked over.She didn't want to be stared at all night.

Zhen Shen was interrupted, he didn't give up, put down the bowl, and continued to gesture again.

Fu Chen directly grabbed one of his hands and hung it under the table, "Eat."

Zhen Shen was stunned, and finally interrupted the desire to speak.Hold rice and vegetables with one hand.The hand under the table quickly returned to the table.

The two quickly exchanged new contact information.

At night, I slept in my own room and found that some things have not changed.Feelings: It turns out that this is the "root".

The bedding was replaced with new ones.Throwing on the new quilt, the floating dust is full of emotions.Although Yang Yong is stupid and honest most of the time, he tolerated her enough.As a father, she is more than enough.

Fuchen stayed at home for three days and got a new ID card.Then he took the account book and left.Make a phone call every week.When you remember, send something home.The days haven't changed much.

Fuchen is still very busy, so busy that he doubts whether he is a man or a machine, whether he is making money or becoming a slave to money.

half year later.

Yang Yong called her, "Your Uncle Zhen passed out while working, and Zhen Shen was alone. I can help you look after your uncle. Come back and have a look at this kid. I think he's doing well." Easy."

Fuchen thought about it and asked for a day off.I flew back and bought a fruit basket to visit.

Zhen Yan stayed up late and worked overtime for a long time. He had a heart attack in his early fifties and needed bypass surgery.

Fu Chen put down the fruit basket and talked with Zhen Shen.He didn't want to say more.

Fu Chen was also thinking about the company's business, and was ready to go to the airport to rush back when he got the idea.He was stopped by Yang Yong.

"Uncle Zhen's problem is overtime and psychological problems." Yang Yong said.

"He's introverted, he speaks poisonously, and there are not many people who talk to him. He holds back everything."

"A few years ago when you left, Zhen Shen was in a bad mood and couldn't go to college with you."

"After that, I will sell paintings and go out on my own."

"He didn't say anything, but he was also worried."

"It's all about accumulation."

"Zhen Shen is not like your aunt, but his temper is exactly like his father's. He has a dull temper, doesn't like to negotiate, and sticks to a dead end by himself."

"He didn't say anything, and he took care of himself."

"Two people fall together sooner or later."

"You get close to him and talk to him more."

Fu Chen: "My side..." Just as he was about to say he was busy, Yang Yong gave him a reproachful look, and continued.

Fu Chen endured and continued to listen.

"When you leave, don't care about it."

"I'm fine. It's the same if you go out to work or go to college. At least I will see you on New Year's Day."

"You told me not to tell Ah Shen, and I dare not say so."

"That boy Ah Shen waited for you obsessively, and asked you news every day. He was bored in the room and drew pictures. He didn't go to school."

"Because of you, I had a quarrel with your uncle. Later, I dropped out of school and stopped studying in a good university. I sold the painting and left alone."

"You walk smartly, have you seen the person behind you?"

"Your Uncle Zhen blames you, no wonder he does."

"That kid Zhen Shen is special. You come when you're happy, and leave when you're not. You can't even have a good get-together or part-time."

"I can't even lift my head in front of your Uncle Zhen, I'm ashamed."

Fuchen didn't speak.

She didn't think too much about what happened behind her, and she never looked back.

She knows that she has a kind of charm, and she can always attract many people to like her.When you enter the society, you are muddled at the beginning, and no one looks at you.Now that I have gotten up, there will never be fewer people around me.

Probably because of this, but can not take care of people.

Fuchen sighed inwardly, and arranged for someone to deal with the rest.Talked to the boss about the situation and asked for a week off.

Knowing that Fuchen never came home, the boss directly released her for a month.Let her make up the annual leave for the past few years.Take care of things at home.

Everything is taken care of.

Fuchen turned his head and said to Yang Yong who was sitting in his original position, "I'll stay with him, that's all right."

Yang Yong stood up and went into the house, telling Zhen Shen to go back and have a good rest, he just kept watch and watched.

Fu Chen drives Yang Yong's car to send Zhen Shen back. "have you eaten?"

No one said a word.

Fu Chen was hungry, so he ordered a lot of takeaways, and when he arrived home, the takeaways also arrived.It was mentioned that the Zhen family ate together.

"Come, come, eat a good meal to have the strength to live."

Pull the person to sit down, eat two bites for yourself, and feed the other person a bite.

After the meal, pack the takeaway box.Walking to the door, she fell back again, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

(End of this chapter)