"Fu Shiyan, you are generous, but Jiang Shu is the daughter of our Wen family. You have no right to use your child as a tool to please her!"

As soon as these words came out, the man immediately raised his eyes and said, "Auntie, have you forgotten that the child belongs to me and hers. As a father, I don't even dare to say such things. You are just a grandmother, right?" Crossed the line.”

Jiang Lingyu looked at him. This young man had always had an aura that could not be overridden, but she was not afraid.

"If I remember correctly, she has not remarried you yet. Isn't it too soon to rush to please her?"

"So, it seems that I have lost a memory. Does Jiang Shu recognize you?"

"you!"

During the confrontation between the two sides, it was Fu Shiyan who calmed down first and raised his hand to add more tea to Jiang Lingyu's cup.

"Tea is rare. The waiter's process from picking to drying is not simple. Auntie should have seen it when she came in just now. It's better not to waste it."

Jiang Lingyu stared at the rippling tea, "I've seen the one outside, he's your elder."

As soon as the word "elder" came out, Fu Shiyan laughed out loud and raised his eyes again, "My sister from the side branch is just older than me, can she be considered an elder?"

Jiang Lingyu said nothing.

"She didn't know the bounds of heaven and earth, and vented her temper on Xiaoxiao. This is the punishment she deserves."

She frowned. After all, she was from the Fu family. It didn't look good to be so disrespectful and work as a waiter in public.

But Fu Shiyan didn't care at all.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Shiyan turned sideways and looked at the scenery outside, "You just said to please, this is considered to be flattering. Let her, a mother, name her child. It can only be regarded as a matter of course and deserved. How can you say please?" "

She spoke so calmly and rationally that even Jiang Lingyu was shaken. She narrowed her eyes and said, "I am also of the blood of your Fu family. Just a little..."

"I don't care at all." Fu Shiyan answered quickly, and he looked at her, "As long as she can be happy."

Jiang Lingyu couldn't see through this man, "It is said that Mr. Fu has been in seclusion for two years, depressed and secluded, and has changed a lot. Now it seems that this is really the case. If it was in the past, you would just tie her to your side. Now you have learned to retreat." To get in."

This seems to be a compliment, but it actually doesn't sound very good.

Fu Shiyan took a sip of white tea, and just then Mo Yi came back with grapes. She skipped ahead and sometimes bent down to hold up a small flower that had been blown down by the wind.

Full of life.

Fu Shiyan's lips curled up unconsciously, "Tao Tao lives happily here. She doesn't know anything. You shouldn't embarrass a young son, and of course I won't let you do that."

With the ability of the Fu family, it was naturally impossible for Jiang Lingyu to take the child away. Jiang Shu must have considered leaving the child here.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Shiyan asked again, "Do you think she looks like Xiaoxiao when she was a child?"

Jiang Lingyu's anger had been reduced by half, "...it was carved from the same mold."

"You are also a mother. You should know that parents love their children, and they have far-reaching plans."

Hearing this, Jiang Lingyu finally picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, but the expression on her face was still not good-looking.

"Fu Shiyan, no matter what your considerations are, it is impossible for the Wen family to let the child's surname be Jiang. You can tell Jiang Shu this. This is my attitude."

After leaving the tea room, Putao ran towards this side and ran directly into Jiang Lingyu's arms without raising his head.

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