The ex-husband always thinks that the husband is more expensive than the son

The smile on Fu Chengyu's face got bigger.

He just looked at Mr. Fu, his dark pupils were deep and deep, making it impossible to see through at a glance.

"I've said this more than once, but I think the old man is old and easy to deaf, so I don't mind saying it again."

Fu Chengyu opened his mouth, his voice was cold and condescending: "Fu Zhengliang, do you think I am the Fu Chengyu from five years ago?!"

Mr. Fu is so old, almost no one will call him by his name anymore.

Therefore, when Fu Chengyu called out these three words, Mr. Fu was indeed shocked all over.

Before he had time to speak, Fu Chengyu got up. He straightened his cuff buttons, his narrow eyes were full of coldness: "Five years, the current Fu family, from this moment on, is Fu Chengyu's surname."

After speaking, he turned around.

Just before he raised his leg, before Mr. Fu could speak, he said, "The documents in the briefcase, if you don't sign them, it won't affect me at all."

At this moment, Mr. Fu really felt that he was about to lose control of his little grandson.

He looked at his tall and slender figure, it didn't look like himself, no matter how hard he tried to stand up straight and keep exercising, he still couldn't hide his aging body.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. He and Fu Chengyu are more than 50 years old. Everything today is almost an ordinary change.

But no.

Fu Chengyu is not worthy.

Mr. Fu's expression became more and more serious.

Time was too little for him, not enough at all.

"You can leave if you want. Leave Xiao Mingting behind. From today on, Xiao Mingting will stay in the old house and can no longer follow you."

Mr. Fu raised his voice a few degrees, with a majesty as if he was dying.

Fu Chengyu smiled and said, "Okay."

Then, he lifted his leg and walked out.

Raymond followed behind.

When he got out of the old house, Fu Chengyu immediately saw Fu Mingting sitting in the garden led by Uncle Zhou.

Even when he was sitting, his small body was upright, and the morning light fell, casting a layer of golden light on his body.

Fu Chengyu narrowed his eyes.

Fu Mingting was different from him, he was a child born under the light since he was a child, and he was born to face the sun.

It's not like him, who was born in a swamp, struggled in the swamp since he was a child, and finally encountered a ray of light.

For a long time, he was bathed in the sun, and he thought this was his future.

But one day, that beam of light went out and disappeared from his world.

He returned to the mud.

"Mr. Fu?" Lei Meng couldn't help calling softly behind Fu Chengyu.

At this time, Fu Mingting in front of him also seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly looked back: "Daddy."

Fu Chengyu didn't answer Lei Meng, but walked towards Fu Mingting.

His tall figure cast a shadow over Fu Mingting.

Xiao Mingting looked up at Fu Chengyu, with a deserted expression on his handsome face.

Fu Chengyu touched his face, looking at this face that looked very similar to his own, his voice was very low: "Your great-grandpa is not in good health recently, and I really want to keep you by his side. It just so happens that your mother Mi is going to film, so, from now on, you will live in the old house."

When Fu Mingting heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He jumped off the swing in the garden and looked up at Fu Chengyu: "Daddy, I want to be with you."

Although Fu Mingting's voice was cold, there was tension and uneasiness in his voice, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although the new home is small, he likes it very much.

He thought so.

However, he received the elite education of the Fu family early and was taught to hide what he really wanted in his heart, and he couldn't be happy, so he didn't say anything.

Fu Chengyu withdrew his hand on Fu Mingting's head, and said, "Your great-grandfather is alone, and it's very deserted. You stay with him."

These words are not inquiries, but already in the tone of an order.

Fu Mingting immediately understood that he had to stay in the old house with his grandfather.

He and Fu Chengyu looked at each other for a few seconds, then nodded slowly: "Okay."

Fu Chengyu patted Fu Mingting's head, then turned and left.

Lei Meng frowned at the back, but followed without saying anything.

Uncle Zhou was still a little strange, but he didn't know what to say for a while, so he stood beside Xiao Mingting.

Fu Mingting kept looking at Fu Chengyu's back until he opened the car door to get in the car, when he suddenly took a step forward: "Daddy!"

Fu Chengyu looked back at him.

There was a trace of unconscious anxiety on Fu Mingting's face: "Will you often come back to the old house to see me?"

Children's hearts are very sensitive, Fu Mingting inexplicably has a feeling that his father will never come again, and the expression on his cool little face is a little tense.

There was not much expression on Fu Chengyu's handsome and sharp face, but he nodded.

Fu Mingting was relieved now, and waved to Fu Chengyu: "Goodbye, Daddy."

Fu Chengyu got into the car.

Lei Meng also quickly got into the driver's seat, and then quickly drove the car out of the Fu family's old house.

After driving a certain distance, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Fu, why did you leave Xiao Mingting in the old house? Didn't you take him to live in the new house yesterday?"

Fu Chengyu half-closed his eyes, and the atmosphere in the whole car was somewhat serious.

"What do you think?" he asked Raymond back.

When Lei Meng heard this rhetorical question, he immediately understood what it meant.

It was Mr. Fu who took the initiative to ask Fu Mingting to stay in the old house.

In this case, in the future...

Raymond thought of something and couldn't help sighing.

Then he asked again: "Mr. Fu, are we going to the company now?"

Fu Chengyu tilted his head to look out the window, and then pulled down the car window a little, the morning light immediately let in, he squinted his eyes.

The tall and stern man whispered, "Go and see the stone."

After Fu Chengyu left, Mr. Fu sat on the sofa, and his back, which had been straightened with all his strength, suddenly bent down.

It was as if that spirit energy had been sucked away in an instant.

He stared at the black briefcase on the coffee table.

After a few seconds, I finally couldn't help it, and reached out to take out the documents inside.

He opened it and only saw the bold black font at the top of the document, his pupils constricted suddenly, he covered his heart, and quickly flipped through it, and then he slapped the document on the coffee table.

Then, he took out his cell phone, thought about it, and walked out.

Uncle Zhou was coming back with Xiao Mingting, and was taken aback when he saw his hurried appearance: "Master?"

"Prepare the car, I'm going to the company!"

Although Uncle Zhou didn't know why, he immediately asked the driver to prepare the car.

*

Yunsu was at a stall in the Qishi market at this time.

This market is very big, and it would take a whole day to walk around it carefully. There are small stalls and big shops.

There are still many people.

She doesn't have much research on stones, and she doesn't understand much.

Lei Meng told her about Professor Chen Xun's wife's hobbies, so after visiting a few stalls, she called him.