Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Fu Zheng's fingers slowly tightened inch by inch.

After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Have you ever met him? What's his personality like?"

"I made contact with him once, but he was very wary and didn't talk to me."

"Talk to his adoptive parents and take him back." Fu Zheng said.

He had promised Aliang and he couldn't go back on his word.

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Zheng threw the phone into the storage box and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows.

After a long pause, he started the car.

On the nineteenth floor, Fu Shifan was doing handicrafts in the living room.

Seeing Fu Zheng coming back, Fu Shifan greeted him with a smile, "Dad, why are you back?"

"Dad, come back to rest and go to the company tomorrow."

"Dad is so pitiful. He has to work on Saturday. So I will go to the hospital to accompany my aunt tomorrow."

"it is good."

"Dad, look at what I drew. Is it good-looking?" Fu Shifan put down his paintbrush and showed the contents on the white paper to Fu Zheng, with an expression that looked like he was asking for praise.

Fu Zheng smiled and touched his daughter's head. "Fanfan's painting of winter melon is so beautiful, so great!"

"...Dad, this is an apple I drew!"

The little girl pouted, "Is my drawing that ugly?"

"Fortunately... Dad didn't see it clearly."

Fu Zheng cleared his throat and changed the subject, "Fanfan, a younger brother will be coming over in a few days."

"Isn't she my sister?"

"It's not a sister in the hospital, it's a brother who is about your age."

Fanfan’s birthday is in May. According to Aliang’s recollection, the child was born at the end of June, only one month younger than Fanfan.

However, looking at the photos, he was too thin and malnourished, as if he was a year or two younger than Fanfan.

Fu Shifan asked curiously, "Who is he?"

"He's my aunt's child. My brother had a hard time before. You should try to get along well with him. Do you understand?"

It's my aunt's child, but not my father's child.

Just like her, she is her father's child, but not her aunt's child.

Her aunt is so nice to her, she will definitely get along well with her brother.

"I'm his elder sister, I will take care of him." Fu Shifan nodded obediently.

"You don't need to take care of him. You can play with him."

"Ah."

"If you guys aren't getting along, come tell Dad."

"Uh-huh."

After playing with his daughter in the living room for a while, Fu Zheng went to the study to work overtime.

It was not until eleven o'clock in the evening that he closed his computer tiredly, leaned back in his chair for a while, took his robe and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Fu Zheng received another call from Secretary Yu.

Secretary Yu's voice was tense and anxious in the microphone, "Mr. Fu, something happened."

"what happened?"

"His adoptive parents didn't want to let him go. I negotiated with them for a long time, but they refused to give in. I just found out that the child had been taken away by someone else. They were just stalling for time."

Fu Zheng said in a deep voice, "Who took him away?"

"Huo Dongcheng."

"..."

Fu Zheng paused, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, "Have you ever asked about his relationship with Huo Dongcheng?"

"When I questioned them, his adoptive mother accidentally let it slip that... Huo Dongcheng is the child's father."

As he said this, Secretary Yu's heart trembled.

"...You guys should come back first."

"……Yes."

After hanging up the phone, a thick black mist gradually brewed in Fu Zheng's eyes. His five fingers tightened unconsciously, and he used so much force that his knuckles turned white.

Huo Dongcheng...

Why him?!

After he first learned that Wen Liang gave birth abroad, he investigated but was unable to confirm the identity of the child's father. However, Huo Dongcheng has always been one of the suspects.

Now that he had truly confirmed that it was Huo Dongcheng, Fu Zheng couldn't stop feeling a surge of sourness in his heart, which was corroding his heart with unbearable pain.

Why him?!

Even though Wen Liang is now with him and they have a daughter, Fu Zheng is still jealous to the point of madness.

How he wished that she was just his.

But Fu Zheng understood that time could not be reversed.

The existence of that child indicates the existence of certain facts that can never be erased.

For a moment, Fu Zheng felt a little regretful. It would be great if he could find the child in advance and create an accident to kill him.

He even began to hate himself and the past Fu Zheng.

After coming to the Fu family, Wen Liang loved him from beginning to end, even when he went abroad to study.

But after arriving in Philadelphia, she got together with Huo Dongcheng so quickly. Presumably, part of the reason was because of Huo Dongcheng's face that looked similar to his.

A face that looks like the one she secretly loves, it's inevitable that she will develop a liking for him. If Huo Dongcheng uses some tricks...

wrong.

Fu Zheng frowned. The child had been wandering outside for so long and had just been taken away by Huo Dongcheng, which meant that Huo Dongcheng didn't know about Wen Liang's childbirth before.

Wen Liang and Huo Dongcheng had never been together, so he had never been sure who the father of the child was.

Then how did Huo Dongcheng suddenly know about the child's existence and take him away?

Although he was confused, Fu Zheng understood that once a man and a woman had a child, and both parties were responsible for the child, the involvement would increase.

For him, it was just right that Huo Dongcheng took the child away.

He won't see the child, and he won't have to worry about him anymore, and it won't affect his and Wen Liang's lives.

But is Wen Liang willing?

Is she willing to give custody of the child to Huo Dongcheng?

Fu Zheng didn't know.

He didn't sleep well that night.

I was half asleep, as if I had a nightmare, but when I woke up I couldn't remember anything.

In the morning, Fu Zheng went to the company.

After a busy time at the company, the driver drove him to the hospital at seven o'clock in the evening.

In the ward, Wen Liang and Fu Shifan, one big and one small, sat side by side on the sofa eating.

Seeing Fu Zheng coming over, Fanfan looked up and said, "Dad, come and eat."

"Okay." Fu Zheng sat down next to Wen Liang, "Aliang, how are you today?"

Aunt Zhang hadn't left yet and served Fu Zheng a portion of rice porridge.

"Everything is normal." Wen Liang swallowed the food in his mouth.

"Ah."

Fu Zheng picked up the chopsticks and said nothing more.

The room was silent for a few minutes, with only the rustling sounds of the three people eating.

After dinner, Aunt Zhang left.

Fu Zheng looked at Fu Shifan who was lying on the sofa, "Fanfan, it's getting late. I'll have someone take you home."

"No," the little girl hugged Wen Liang, "I want to sleep here tonight."

"You'll be bothering your aunt if you're here."

"No, I sleep very well." The little girl argued.

Fu Zheng: "The driver is waiting for you downstairs. I'll take you down."

Fu Shifan: "..."

Dad loves her most of the time, but there are times when he has his way, like now.

Fu Shifan looked at Wen Liang reluctantly, hoping that Wen Liang could say something for her.

Wen Liang was silent for a moment, looked at Fu Zheng, and asked tentatively, "How about letting Fanfan stay?"

"Fu Shifan." Fu Zheng pretended not to hear and called the little girl's name in a deep voice.

"Oh……"

Fu Shifan pursed his lips and followed Fu Zheng away.

A few minutes later, Fu Zheng returned to the ward.

Wen Liang looked at him seriously, "What happened?"

Something was not right with Fu Zheng tonight.