The domineering president meets her

Tanabata

Tianlin famous mansion.

There was heavy fog in the early morning and the weather was slightly cool.

Fu Shi sent a message after returning from his morning run.

[Leng Yuan, I will go back to the old house by myself today. ]

After sending the message, he went to the cloakroom to get clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up. After closing the door, the sound of water splashing was soon heard from inside.

Outside the gate of the villa, the storm gray Cullinan had already been parked in the parking strip next to the fountain waiting.

As Fu Shi came out, the driver who had been standing by and waiting immediately opened the back door, lowered his head slightly and called out respectfully, "Mr. Fu, good morning."

"Ah."

After Fu Shi got in the car and sat firmly, he started the car, turned the car around, and drove into the main road. The black carved door behind him closed and locked automatically;

Then there was a long beep - "beep" - and the intelligent security system of the entire villa area and the infrared anti-theft system in the house started to operate automatically.

When the morning mist dissipates, the autumn sky becomes clear and crisp.

After getting on the expressway and then entering the national road, the car slowly drove into the parking lot in the backyard of the old house.

The car stopped and the bodyguard of the old house hurried forward to open the door: "Master, you are back."

"Ah."

As soon as Fu Shi got off the car, he suddenly felt a light object falling towards him. He dodged and something fell at his feet.

Looking closely, they were paper kites with various cartoon patterns painted on them.

There were a few children standing not far away. Perhaps they knew they were in trouble, so they stood there timidly, not daring to move or make a sound. They just looked at the tall Fu Shi timidly.

"Young Master~" The bodyguard immediately stepped forward to protect him.

Fu Shi stretched out his hand to signal him to calm down: "It's okay, go down and rest."

Today is a family dinner, and those who can stay and play in the old house should be the young family members brought by the guests invited by the parents.

He closed the car door, picked up the paper kite on the ground, waved at them, and asked casually, "Whose is it? Come and get it."

The children looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

"Why are you playing games in a parking lot?"

Perhaps he realized that his voice was too deep and scared the children in front of him, so Fu Shi waved the paper kite in his hand, cleared his throat, and asked in a gentle voice: "Whose?"

After hearing him speak again, the two older children immediately started crying "Woo ah" and turned and ran away.

There was only a little girl with two pigtails standing there, not knowing what was going on, staring at him with her big round eyes.

"Little boy, is this your kite?" Fu Shi bent his long legs and squatted down, shaking the kite in his hand, speaking in what he thought was a gentle voice and putting on what he thought was a nice smile.

"Wooah~" the little girl burst into tears.

Fu Shi froze instantly

Uh~

Am I so scary in the eyes of children?

Several adults who had heard the noise and came over looked at Fu Shi, who was squatting on the spot, stiff and not daring to move, and someone suddenly chuckled.

Hearing the laughter, Fu Shi turned around, stood up and stood still.

In addition to the father, there was a young couple who looked like a couple, and the two children who had been scared away just now were following closely behind them.

"You are Mr. Fu that my uncle mentioned, right? Hello, it's our first meeting. Thank you for your guidance." The man extended his right hand politely.

Looking at the person who was calling him, Fu Shi felt doubtful.

"Fu Shi, this is your cousin Fu Yunlang and his cousin-in-law Bei Lewei. This is your cousin-in-law's younger sister Bei Leman." Old Master Fu began to introduce Fu Shi.

Only then did Fu Shi realize that there was a woman standing next to the young couple.

Fu Shi had already dispelled his doubts and was about to respond politely and shake hands with the man.

Suddenly, "Mom~" the little girl who had just been crying jumped out from behind Fu Shi, ran towards the woman who was standing there with smiling eyes, and struggled to get into her arms.

"Little Chunjuan is naughty again and has gotten into trouble with her two brothers." The woman who was called mother smiled gently while hugging the little girl.

"Be good, Chunjuan. Come and call your two brothers uncle." Bellewei gently put Chunjuan down and called out her two young sons who were hiding behind her.

Chun Juan stood in front of Fu Shi obediently and called out crisply, "Uncle."

Fu Shi put away his hands, bent his legs again, squatted down, and looked at the little cutie in front of him: "Is this your kite?"

"Yes, thank you uncle." Chun Juan looked at him timidly, not daring to move. But the two little boys behind him took advantage of Fu Shi's crouching down to ask questions, took the kite in Fu Shi's hand and ran away.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Fu, my children are a little naughty." Fu Shi looked at his cousin Fu Yunlang in front of him. Although he said sorry, his eyes were looking at the children who ran away dotingly, and there was no apology on his face.

"Since you are my cousin, don't be formal. Just call me Fu Shi." After saying that, Fu Shi lowered his eyes and no longer looked at them.

When he came to Mr. Fu, his eyes were clear: "Dad, I'm going to see Mom." He turned around and said to the people expressionlessly: "Excuse me, everyone."

With a stride of his long legs, he quickly left the group behind.

Passing through the archway, you come to the carved window lattice of the living room. Above it hangs a large palace lantern with an octagonal ancient sandalwood frame. The cool autumn breeze blows in, and the Chlorophytum comosum on the windowsill sways gracefully in the wind.

Sitting on the antique sandalwood sofa chair was an old lady with silver hair, wearing a dark green and black Xiangyun gauze cheongsam.

She has neatly short hair, and the natural wool curls add a touch of fashion; she wears gold-wire reading glasses on her nose, and platinum chains inlaid with tiny diamonds hang on both sides of the frame; the oil painting-style white and green forest flower arrangement placed next to the low coffee table makes her every move look elegant and noble, and at this moment she is holding a miniature magnifying glass in her hand and reading a Chanel fashion magazine in her hand.

He was so absorbed in watching that he didn't notice there was someone behind him.

"Young Master, you're back." Uncle Zhang, the old butler who was busy making arrangements not far away, saw his young master with his sharp eyes and shouted excitedly.

The old lady who heard the shout gathered her shawl on her shoulders, pushed her reading glasses, stood up and looked around: "Fu Shi is back? Where is he?"

"Mom~" Fu Shi smiled and took a step forward.

"Oh, my Fu Shi is back."

Old Mrs. Fu, who was only as tall as her son's shoulders, happily walked around with him, looking him carefully from head to toe.

Old Mrs. Fu pushed the reading glasses on her nose, raised her head and looked seriously at her tall and strong son in front of her. It is said in her genes that sons take after their mothers and daughters take after their fathers.

But her son was born with a high nose bridge, beautiful single phoenix eyes, and slightly deep eye sockets. He actually doesn't look like his mother. Instead, he looks more like Old Fu when he was young. His facial features were as if carved with a knife, with smooth lines, sharp edges, and are extremely three-dimensional and handsome.

"Oh, why are you losing weight again? Have you been working too much recently?"

"Mom, I'm used to it at work."