After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Fu's old house.

At the dinner table, Mr. Fu was sitting at the main seat. On his left were Fu Lingheng and Li Fei, and on his right was Fu Shuruan.

"Ruan Ruan, you are about to graduate. In the future, are you going to join the Fu Group to learn business from your brother, or are you planning to go abroad for further studies?"

Fu Shuruan was drinking soup with his head down. When he heard the old man's question, he slowly raised his eyes and looked over, with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

"Grandpa, I don't know anything about business. Besides, the group is well managed by my brother, so I won't join in the fun, right?"

She didn't want to be like her roommates, working at sunrise and looking forward to returning at sunset, living a nine-to-five job, working overtime at every turn, and depending on the boss's face.

"You are also studying finance, how come you don't know anything about business?"

When Fu Shuruan chose a major in her freshman year, Mr. Fu directly made the decision for her. Like Fu Lingheng, she majored in finance.

The Fu family has a great career, and they think that after she graduates from college, she will be able to go to the Fu family to practice and temper her pampered and arrogant temperament.

Unexpectedly, she actually said that she knew nothing about business.

"Grandpa, I... I really have no business acumen. Unlike my brother, I have followed you in the business world since I was a child. I have seen many dirty people who do anything for profit. I am a woman. Child, how can I stand up to that? I really don’t like dealing with those people.”

Fu Shuruan pouted, expressing his grievance.

"Ruan Ruan, how do you say this? Your brother also came here from the shopping mall. Grandpa believes that you will not be much worse than your brother."

Mr. Fu comforted her while picking up food for her: "Besides, which industry doesn't have some scheming and stumbling villains? Ask your sister-in-law, there must be some people in the art circle who cheat on stage and bribe directors and producers privately. Filmmaker or something, right?”

"Grandpa, don't use your sister-in-law as an example. I know you just want me to learn something, but I really have no interest!"

"Then what are you interested in, spending money without restraint at the top luxury counters with your card? Or occasionally buying two tickets for a popular singer to attend a concert?"

Fu Lingheng, who had been silent, put down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes were as dark as the sea, and his face was so gloomy that it was difficult to read.

He seemed not to have expected that Fu Shuruan would have such an irrelevant and evasive attitude towards his future plans, and he couldn't help but look at her with a sharp look.

"..."

Fu Shuruan bit his lip and did not dare to answer. His eyes were wet and he lowered his head in grievance, feeling that tears were about to fall at any time.

The old man said he was stern, but in fact he doted on her in his heart, but the elder brother was different and kept his word.

She dared to act coquettishly in front of anyone in the entire Fu family, but she didn't dare in front of her brother!

Because Fu Lingheng would not pamper her, let alone indulge her like his grandfather did.

If she makes a mistake and her bank card is frozen, it is a trivial matter, but she is afraid that he will take serious action and punish her with confinement for ten days and a half and not allow her to go out.

"Grandpa asked you to join the group as an intern to train you. Why are you aggrieved?"

Fu Lingheng frowned, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

This girl was spoiled by the old man and was too arrogant!

Whenever she encounters something big, she chooses to run away. She always feels that there will always be someone behind her to support her, allowing her to do whatever she wants.

"I feel aggrieved. You forced me to choose this major without asking if I liked it or not. I wonder how hard it would be for me to learn..."

Fu Shuruan pursed his lips, his voice was weak, and he tried to defend himself in a cowardly tone: "I took a second major in college, and I don't necessarily have to choose the financial industry. In short... I don't want to stay under your eyes. Work under the bed.”

Fu Lingheng's face became darker and darker, and his thin lips pressed into a tight line. He stared at Fu Shuruan without saying a word for a while, and then he forced out a sentence: "Then what do you say? Say, what do you want to do?"

"I...I want to open a cake baking shop together with my classmates..."

When speaking out his thoughts, Fu Shuruan's voice became smaller and smaller, and his head became lower and lower.

She knew that her brother would not agree, but she still wanted to try.

After all, opening a bakery was her dream, and she had already begun preparations.

"Bakehouse?"

Fu Lingheng sneered, and his tone was extremely sarcastic: "Fu Shuruan, do you treat such a trivial thing as a dream? The Fu family has countless industries, what do you want to do?"

"I want to! What's wrong with opening a bakery? Which girl hasn't fantasized about opening a beautiful clothing store or cafe when she was young? Is it embarrassing for me to open a bakery?"

Fu Shuruan was irritated and couldn't help but refute.

"I didn't say it was embarrassing. You are also an adult. If you don't want to join the group, then you can do whatever you want. From today on, your secondary card will be confiscated!"

"Fu Lingheng, you are a fascist!"

Fu Lingheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a cold snort: "I'm the one doing it!"

The atmosphere between the brother and sister instantly became tense, and they refused to give in to each other.

Seeing this, Li Fei on the side hurriedly pulled Fu Lingheng's arm and persuaded him in a low voice: "Fu Lingheng, if you have anything to say, please speak up. You are so fierce and it is not good for the baby's prenatal education."

Hearing this, Fu Lingheng subconsciously calmed down her expression, her eyebrows softened a lot, and her warm palm gently covered her slightly bulging abdomen, and her voice softened: "My fault, my wife reminded me."

Hearing that his tone had softened slightly, Fu Shuruan's mood gradually calmed down. He breathed in his blocked nose and muttered in a low voice: "You are the only one with a volatile temper that my sister-in-law likes."

Mr. Fu looked at this scene, stroked his gray beard on his chin, and smiled loudly: "Look, your sister-in-law can still cure your brother~"

"Isn't that right~"

Fu Shuruan responded, lowering his head and eating obediently.

A beautiful smile appeared on Fu Lingheng's thin lips. He kept moving his hands and thoughtfully helped Li Fei remove the bones from the chicken and handed it to her mouth: "Sister-in-law Ying specially stewed the black chicken soup for you this afternoon. Take a sip while it’s hot.”

"I don't want to drink."

Li Fei frowned. The kitchen prepared various soups for her to replenish her body in different ways every day. She had long been tired of the taste.

Now whenever I see the rich chicken soup, I immediately feel sick in my stomach and feel sick.

She is not yet a month old. According to such nourishing standards, if her belly becomes pregnant in a few days, she may be turned into a fat little pig by Fu Lingheng.

Seeing her disgusted look, Fu Lingheng had no choice but to give up and patiently coaxed: "What do you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to cook it for you?"

"I want to eat the hot and sour noodles in the alley."

During this period, Li Fei missed the sour and spicy taste.

Especially in the past two days, when she went to bed at night, she could not help but think of that small bowl of hot and sour noodles. When she thought of the taste, her saliva couldn't stop flowing out, making her salivate.

Unfortunately, she is now pregnant and should not eat foods that irritate her stomach.

Even if he said it, Fu Lingheng would not agree.

Unexpectedly, Fu Lingheng agreed immediately: "Okay, I'll buy it for you after dinner. Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Li Fei shook his head: "No more."

When Fu Shuruan heard that his brother was going to buy hot and sour noodles, his eyes were bright and his bad mood came and went quickly. He stretched his neck and said in a flattering tone: "Brother, can you pack a portion for me?"

"Eat your shit."

Fu Lingheng glanced at his sister from the corner of his eye, stood up ruthlessly, picked up the car keys and walked out of the table.

Fu Shuruan's heart dropped, and he made a face at the departing figure, looking at Mr. Fu eagerly and complaining: "Hey~ Grandpa, do you want to see how stingy your good grandson is?"

Mr. Fu shook his head and laughed: "Who told you to go against your brother and make him angry?"

"When my bakery starts running smoothly, I'll see how he handles me."

Fu Shuruan angrily took a chopstick of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging and he chewed loudly, as if venting his anger.

Huh, today you are ignoring me.

You will be unable to reach me tomorrow.

Li Fei was amused by her cute appearance and comforted her: "It's a good thing that we Ruan Ruan have our own ideas. If your brother doesn't support you, my sister-in-law will support you."

"Really? Sister-in-law, are you willing to invest in me?"

"Of course I do. Who wouldn't like our Ruan Ruan being so cute and well-behaved?"

"Oh Mo~ Oh Mo~ Sister-in-law, you are the fairy who came down to earth to save me~"

Fu Shuruan excitedly jumped to Li Fei's side, took her arm, and rubbed her affectionately like a baby, clearing away the gloom in his heart.

Li Fei was coaxed by her series of rainbow farts to raise the corners of her mouth, and asked her to relax and do it boldly, and she would support her financially at any time.