To avoid harassment from my brother-in-law, I got married to a wealthy man

Fu Beibei returned to the car and, thinking of her daughter's words, she called her younger brother Fu Nanzhou.

"Nanzhou, did you know that Jiang Buhui wants to marry my aunt?"

After hearing this, Fu Nanzhou's eyebrows sank, and his voice was a little cold, "Sister, what did you say?"

"It seems you don't know yet. I'm just telling you, I don't know what my aunt is thinking, maybe it's just Jiang Buhui's wishful thinking.

"Also, Nanzhou, I have to remind you that my aunt has been dead for 26 years and suddenly resurrected. To be honest, it was really too sudden and even a little weird.

"Although the DNA test confirmed that Guan Ruolin is my aunt, I don't have much familiarity with this completely unfamiliar face. It would be better for you to check it out."

Fu Beibei is only responsible for giving reminders because her relationship with Tan Jing is average. In the entire Fu family, Nanzhou has the best relationship with Tan Jing and is also the most easily affected.

Fu Nanzhou said "hmm" but didn't tell Fu Beibei the truth. He just responded, "I know, don't worry."

Fu Beibei added: "By the way, Jiang Yizhou and Yiyi are probably inseparable. As an uncle, you should pay more attention to your niece and don't let her get bullied, or I will skin you alive."

"it is good."

Fu Nanzhou frowned and smiled bitterly, his sister was really capable of doing such a thing.

"Okay, that's it, I don't have anything else to do. By the way, come to my house for dinner tomorrow night. It's your brother-in-law's birthday, let's get together. We were at the old house before, and my aunt and the others were all there, so it would have been uncomfortable."

The two aunts and Fu Beibei are all strong people, so it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts when they get together. In addition, Fu Xue's children are not easy to deal with either, so the New Year spent in the Fu family was not actually very pleasant.

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Fu's face darkened and he looked confused. Why would his aunt marry Jiang Buhui?

"Brother Jiang's father really wants to marry Tan Jing?" Lu Xi had been listening to the phone, and asked in surprise after Fu Nanzhou hung up.

Fu Nanzhou put the phone away and shook his head. "I don't know. But I think it's unlikely. My aunt must hate Jiang Buhui very much. Besides, so many years have passed. She has married Hao Jiandong. How could she marry Jiang Buhui again?"

Lu Xi frowned, not really wanting Jiang Buhui to marry Tan Jing.

There are many suspicious things about that woman. If she is really the one behind the trouble, she is afraid that Yiyi will be in danger.

However, she did not say it clearly in front of Fu Nanzhou. After all, Tan Jing was his aunt and was so good to him. Fu Nanzhou must have felt conflicted and complicated, and she did not want to make Fu Nanzhou feel uncomfortable.

Lu Xi took a shower and picked up the peritoneum. She didn't know whether it could prevent stretch marks, but it was probably just for psychological comfort.

Fu Nanzhou took it naturally, tore open the package, and gently put it on her belly.

The little guy in my belly seemed to be able to sense it and started to move around inside.

Fu Nanzhou's eyebrows were gentle, and he raised his long eyelashes to look at his wife lying on the bed. "My daughter likes me very much. Yesterday, I applied the anti-wrinkle essence to you, and she was very happy to interact with me."

Lu Xi glared at him coquettishly, "You are so narcissistic. Maybe she doesn't like you and is protesting to you? She wants you to go away."

"How is that possible?" Fu Nanzhou was unconvinced and deliberately pretended to be cute. "My baby must be saying, Daddy, look at my little hands, look at my little feet, aren't they cuter than mommy?"

Lu Xi couldn't help but smile and rolled her eyes at him, "Can you please stop using repetitive words? It's disgusting for a grown man to talk like that, okay?"

The two were laughing happily. Lu Xi suddenly remembered what Tan Xiangjun said. Her smile instantly disappeared and she frowned as if she was thinking about something.

Fu Nanzhou turned up the temperature of the air conditioner a little to prevent her stomach from catching a cold. Then he lay down on his side like her, propped up his head with one hand, looked at her and asked softly, "Are you thinking about Tan Jing?"

"Well, although Sister Junjun said she didn't commit suicide, I still think this might be a smokescreen. You see, when we were suspicious before, Ling Peipei's diary was exposed. It seemed that all the things were done by Tanya and Ling Peipei, and she became a victim, but in fact Tan Jing couldn't get away from it.

"She must have another helper. Who could it be? Why did this person take revenge on our family?

"There is another question. Tan Jing is not dead. Who is the body in the fire? Is it the real Guan Ruolin?

"I feel like we should start with Guan Ruolin. Maybe we can find some clues."

Fu Nanzhou stretched out his big hand and rubbed her head. "I have the same idea as you, but investigating this kind of thing takes time."

Lu Xi nodded, "I know, there's no rush. I can take my time with this, but I really want to know where my sister is.

Fu Nanzhou's face was solemn. He had to know that Tan Jing had to talk about Shen Pingting's matter.

**

At the same time, the Fu family.

There was no light in the dim room, but rustling sounds could be heard, and the silence was eerie.

A sharp and piercing ring from the telephone rang, instantly breaking all the silence. The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and the golden python, colorful lizard, and black poisonous spider quickly fled back to their shelters.

Fu Xizhou was lying lazily on the three-seater sofa, slowly opening his slender eyes.

His hand hung on the side of the sofa, his slender fingers loosely holding the phone. After the ringing lasted for a long time, he picked up the phone.

Seeing the WeChat avatar, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Fu Xizhou's mouth, and he answered the call slowly.

"It's really rare that Miss Tan Xiang actually took the initiative to send me a video."

Fu Xizhou acted sarcastic, as if this was how he got along with his mother.

The person on the other end of the phone still didn't show her face. The camera was aimed at the woman's neck and below, and deep and shallow scars could be seen on her collarbone, all of which were old injuries.

"It's Chinese New Year, and you didn't even bother to wish your mother a happy new year? You completely forgot about your mother after returning to the capital."

The woman's voice was a little hoarse and had not been changed by a voice changer. Although it sounded unpleasant, it was very real.

Fu Xizhou stared at the screen and was silent for a moment before he sarcastically asked, "Do you still care about this?"

"I can not care, but you can not not do it. You and your son left me alone on the island. Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Mrs. Tan Xiang's tone suddenly became extremely stern. In addition to anger, there was also a sinister murderous aura. Even through the screen, people could still clearly sense it.

Fu Xizhou was not in a hurry. "If you are angry, just go find Fu Heng. What's the point of getting angry at me? Do you think I am still the powerless child I used to be, who will let you manipulate me, let you use me as a punching bag, and let you vent all your hatred on me?"

He accused with a contemptuous tone,

“Fu, Xi, Zhou!” Madam Tan Xiang spoke each word with great rage.

Fu Xizhou was still not afraid at all. "I was right. Are you angry and embarrassed? I advise you to hang up the phone quickly. You have already lost your most useful card. If you expose yourself, what will you do in the future?"

"Even though Guan Ruolin is gone, don't we still have you and your father? You are my trump card!"

Mrs. Tanxiang suddenly laughed, but her laughter was hideous and terrifying, like a demon from hell, which made people shudder.

Fu Xizhou only felt a chill, his scalp went numb, his stomach cramped, and an unprecedented feeling of nausea suddenly surged into his throat.

"Do you think you can still control me?!" Fu Xizhou suddenly roared.

Madam Tan Xiang calmed down and smiled softly, "Son, you are my child. We are mother and son. Our blood relationship is inseparable. How can you control me?"

Fu Xizhou felt a chill down his spine, as if he had been pushed into an ice cellar. He hung up the phone without hesitation, only to find that he was already covered in cold sweat.

King bomb?!

He actually became Mrs. Sandalwood's trump card, which is simply the funniest joke in the world!

As expected, Madam Tan Xiang never considered him as her son. He was just a tool for revenge. Just like when Shen Pingting was born, who caused Shen Pingting to almost die? !

It's him!