Mr. Fu has a white moonlight in his heart

Fu Tong discovered Mei Junyu's anomaly after three days.

At the beginning, Mei Junyu just told herself that she would be on the set all the time and had no time to rest during the day and night, so she didn't go home at night, and stayed directly in the dormitory arranged by the set.

Fu Tong didn't take this matter to heart at first, and believed Mei Junyu's words.

After all, how much Mei Junhe loves the profession of actor, Fu Tong knows it in his heart.

Fu Tong hasn't been very busy recently, so he didn't pay much attention to the crew's affairs, but that night, after Fu Tong finished the work ahead of schedule, he sent a message to Mei Junyu saying that it was time to pick him up.

But I received a WeChat message from Mei Junyu who refused.

For a moment, Fu Tong felt a little uncomfortable. He saw the news that Mei Junyu said that he had to go to the show tonight, so he called the director of the film crew.

How did I know that there were some problems with the script I got from the crew, and there was no such thing as rushing to the show.

After Fu Tong hung up the phone, he only felt an ominous premonition rising in his mind.

Did Mei Junyu get angry with herself because of something?

Or is it that Mei Junyu is sick, and she hides it from herself because she is afraid that she is worried?

Or... what did Mei Junyu know?

Many thoughts flashed through Fu Tong's mind, and when the last thought rose, Fu Tong's heart suddenly had countless feelings of panic, and his body also reacted to the thought.

Fu Tong picked up the clothes he put on the back of the chair, and walked out while putting on the clothes, walking very fast.

Just halfway through, the door of the office was knocked from the outside. Fu Tong frowned, then looked up at the clock hanging on the wall of the office.

Some people can't think of who will come to find themselves at this time.

But Fu Tong quickly adjusted himself, and said in a deep voice, "Please come in."

The person who came was Fu Tian.

In the past three years, Fu Tian has gradually delegated all the affairs of the Fu family to Fu Tong, while he himself has lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

But Fu Tong was not so naive as to think that this was his father's love for him, or his tenderness towards him.

The power of the Fu family is intertwined. What Fu Tong has come into contact with so far is less than half of the power of the Fu family, and the other half is still firmly in the hands of Fu Tian who seems to be living a retired life.

Seeing Fu Tian's arrival, Fu Tong subconsciously straightened his back, and then made an obvious defensive posture. Fu Tian has played with people's hearts and power for many years, how could he miss Fu Tong's action, with a slightly stern look on his lips? A contemptuous smile, but the smile faded quickly and then disappeared.

Because of this, Fu Tong didn't notice, but said coldly: "Father."

Fu Tian hummed and walked in, followed by Fu Tian's assistant, an assistant who had followed Fu Tian for many years.

Fu Tian's intentions are still unclear, so Fu Tong plans to adapt accordingly.

After impatiently returning to his seat, Fu Tong calmly looked at his nominal blood relative sitting opposite him, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with my father coming to me this time? "

Fu Tian waved his hand, took a sip of the tea poured by his assistant, and then smiled with indescribable emotion: "This time, I want to discuss with you about Mr. Mei's matter."

As soon as he heard the words Mr. Mei Jia, Fu Tong immediately sounded the alarm in his heart, but he knew that if he showed any surprise or abnormality, he would already be in the game and lose a game. .

With a blank expression on his face, Fu Tong also raised his hand and took a sip of the hot tea. The bitter sweetness filled his taste buds: "I don't understand what father means."

Fu Tian smiled nonchalantly, and then spoke with a serious tone: "Fu Tong, don't think that your petty thoughts can fool me, I'm not someone else, Master Mei, Master Mei, but There is more than one young master of the Mei family."

The suggestive words made Fu Tong's pupils shrink, for a moment Fu Tong could hardly control the tyrannical feeling surging in his body, Fu Tian looked at Fu Tong who was obviously breathing harder but still restrained himself from sitting on the bench , I don't know why, a hint of disappointment suddenly flashed in his eyes.

But Fu Tong, who had countless thoughts flashing through his mind at this time, didn't notice the disappointment in Fu Tian's eyes, but the father and son fell silent to each other after these words.

The room, which was originally very empty, became very narrow and dull because of the strong smell of gunpowder between the father and son.

Fu Tongnan lost his composure, and stared at Fu Tian's face fiercely, breathing heavily, and his eyes were slightly red.

Seeing his son who is usually expressionless but now glaring at him, a light flashed in Fu Tian's heart.

Then Fu Tian didn't know what he remembered, there was some nostalgia in his eyes, and when he looked at Fu Tong again, there was some sarcasm in his eyes.

Fu Tong tried his best to calm himself down, and when he looked at Fu Tian again, he was about to say something, but he suddenly felt a little guilty because of the sarcasm in Fu Tian's eyes.

Fu Tong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Fu Tian had already got up and turned to leave.

Fu Tian is now in his late forties. Although he has been well maintained, he still has a little gray hair. Fu Tong looked at Fu Tian's back, and for some reason, the guilt in his heart became more and more intense.

Fu Tian came and left suddenly this time, Fu Tong sat in his seat for a while, but he didn't figure out why Fu Tian came this time.

If you can't figure it out, just don't think about it. Anyway, Fu Tian has been moody in his life, and he has already learned it deeply.

Grabbing the car keys he left on the table, Fu Tong planned to go to Mei Junyu first.

And now Mei Junyu is meeting with Gu Ansheng.

Although Gu Ansheng said that he has time at any time, due to work restrictions, the two did not meet until the night of the third day.

Gu Ansheng is still the same, but there is a sweetness in his eyebrows that Mei Junyu is very envious of. Thinking of his intention to ask Gu Ansheng out today, Mei Junyu's eyes flashed a trace of sadness.

After the two ordered the dishes, Mei Junyu still hadn't figured out how to talk to Gu Ansheng.

Gu Ansheng, on the other hand, noticed that Mei Junhe was distracted from time to time when he was ordering food, so he first asked Mei Junhe if he was not feeling well, and after getting a negative answer, he fell silent and waited for Mei Junhe to speak to himself.

In fact, Gu Ansheng also had a vague guess in his mind about the matter that Mei Junhe came to ask himself today, but although he was very suspicious of this matter, he didn't have any definite answer. Gu Ansheng also frowned and thought for a while, and then Looking at the unconscious confusion in Mei Junhe's eyes, he made up his mind.

Picking up the mobile phone beside him, Gu Ansheng sent Qiao Zeran a WeChat message.