Quick Wear: The stupid beauty with multiple pregnancies makes the heirless boss cry

"So what? Even so, I have my father's love and my mother's care. Unlike you, my brother, your parents have their own families and no one wants you." Fu Zian said gritting his teeth, suppressing the anger in his heart.

When Fu Mochen heard this, he clenched his fists instantly, and the joints turned white from the force.

His purpose of coming here was actually the same as Fu Zian's, both of them were here to expand their network and plan for the future. He was also suppressing the anger and pain in his heart.

"After all, a child born by a mistress is not worthy of being in a formal place. Who do you think you met here today? We both know your purpose very well. Do you think that with your status, who here would be willing to cooperate with you? And who would cooperate with an illegitimate child born by a mistress, a person who will have no right of inheritance in the future?"

"You... Humph, you are joking. You and I are both my father's children, and I have the same inheritance rights. If you don't understand the law, then all the years of studying for me are in vain."

Fu Zian retorted unwillingly.

"Oh? Then we'll wait and see what choice your father, who is said to be protecting you wholeheartedly, will make in the end. And I'll tell you..."

Fu Mochen said as he slowly walked a few steps closer. He was tall and at the moment, he looked down at Fu Zian, with a strong sense of oppression in his eyes.

"Even if it's him, don't even think about it..."

Just then, a breeze blew, and Fu Mochen took a few steps back. His leather shoes stepped on the deck, making a crisp and rhythmic sound, which just covered up what he had just said.

Fu Zian was very curious about what Fu Mochen said in the end. He didn't want to ask any more questions, but he couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart.

The last sentence, which he did not hear clearly, was like an invisible little hand, constantly scratching at the tip of his heart, making him anxious and restless.

"What did you just say?" Fu Zian couldn't help but ask.

In fact, Fu Mochen did all this on purpose. He didn't say anything just now. He just wanted Fu Zian to think hard and be upset about that non-existent sentence.

Obviously the effect was achieved.

Fu Mochen ignored Fu Zian's questioning and turned away.

Fu Zian still stood there, frowning, and he kept thinking about Fu Mochen's tone and lip shape, trying to piece together a complete sentence. However, after thinking for a long time, he still failed.

"Damn it, what on earth did he just say?" Fu Zian cursed in a low voice.

After Rong Xi got on board, he sat in the corner, staring at the system interface, paying attention to Fu Mochen's every move.

She was also very curious about what Fu Mochen said in the end.

After careful analysis and speculation, Rong Xi discovered that Fu Zian had been fooled by Fu Mochen.

"He's pretty irritating."

Rong Xi said this subconsciously and did not communicate with the system individually.

At this time, Fu Mochen, who came in from outside, happened to hear these words. He looked around and found that there was no one else around Rong Xi, so he walked towards her.

"Miss Jiang, who are you talking about that is irritating?" Fu Mochen's voice was low and magnetic, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm.

When Rong Xi heard the voice, she turned around and saw Fu Mochen. She was slightly startled and subconsciously replied to him: "You!"

Fu Mochen pointed at his nose in confusion, "Me?"

The smile on Rong Xi's face froze instantly, and she slowly retracted her smile with a very unnatural movement.

"Sorry, I didn't mean you."

She felt as embarrassed as if she had been caught speaking ill of someone.

Fu Mochen raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "I thought Miss Jiang was talking about me. I didn't think I had offended you." As he spoke, he slowly approached Rong Xi.

As the distance got closer, he found that Jiang Rongxi was really beautiful. Her facial features were delicate and small, her skin was as white as snow, and it seemed to emit a faint halo under the light.

As Fu Mochen watched, he turned away slightly in embarrassment, trying to hide the inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

"No, no." Rong Xi quickly waved his hands to deny.

There was a sudden silence between the two of them, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.

It was Fu Mochen who broke the silence first. He cleared his throat and asked softly, "Why did Miss Jiang come to such a party? Is there anyone with her?"

As he spoke, his eyes began to scan around, as if he was looking for something.

After a while, he found that there were two men who had been silently watching Rong Xi. The two men were tall and strong, with vigilance and concentration in their eyes. Judging from their stature, they were undoubtedly bodyguards.

However, Fu Mochen still asked out of concern: "Those two people have been looking at you, do you know them?"

Rong Xi is thin and small, giving people a feeling of being frail.

But her round face had a bit of baby fat, making her look like a child who has not yet grown up as described by old people, which made people feel pity for her.

Fu Mochen was also worried about Rong Xi being here alone. After all, such a place was full of all kinds of people and anything could happen. He was also worried that Rong Xi might encounter an accident.

"Well, they are my bodyguards."

After everyone arrived, the yacht started slowly, the engine emitted a low roar, the hull swayed slightly, and slowly sailed away from the shore.

Rong Xi and Fu Mochen stood on the deck, looking at the shore getting farther and farther away. The tall buildings on the river bank gradually became smaller. Under the cover of night, colorful lights flashed, like bright pearls inlaid on black satin.

Qin Fengrui, the protagonist of the party, picked up the microphone with a smile on his face and called everyone to the deck.

He stood in front of everyone, with a wide variety of items placed behind him, the most eye-catching of which was Qin's newly released famous wine.

Qin Fengrui picked up a bottle of famous wine with great interest, held it high and showed it to everyone. After some introduction, tonight's banquet officially kicked off.

At this time, many dancers appeared on the dance floor. They were dressed coolly and their movements were bold. Rong Xi was not interested in watching them dance. Seeing that Pan Xianqi was having a great time, he did not disturb her.

Instead, he came to the deck alone to enjoy the breeze and the night view.

For some reason, she always had a feeling that she was being watched from the beginning, but she looked around and didn't see anyone suspicious.

Standing on the deck, this feeling is even stronger.

"Miss Jiang, what a coincidence, you are here too."