It snowed heavily last night, the metasequoia had lost a layer of white, and the tall pines were proud, making the already quiet compound even more lonely.

Fu Chen led Huaisheng into the house, and as soon as he entered the door, Uncle Zhong greeted him with a smile, "Master, you are back, you haven't eaten yet, the old lady left some food for you."

"En." Fu Chen responded lightly, and after passing the entrance hall, he saw a man sitting on the sofa.

It was a face that Huai Sheng had never seen before.

Arrogant and deserted, with no dust under his eyes.

He is wearing a suit, ironed seriously, wearing glasses with metal frames, the thin frames press the high bridge of the nose, and he looks very elite and refined.

It's just black eyebrows, black eyes, extremely thin lips, deep brows but a little dull, when looking at people with eyelids lifted, there is only a cold and hard sword spirit left.

Standing on the sidelines with detached eyes.

The arrogance and arrogance exuded by a man of this age are natural, and he can restrain his emotions without making people feel abrupt. This man is the grandson of Fu's parents——

Fu Sinian.

Huaisheng blinked, knowing that the wild and wild car outside belonged to him, but he just happened to be looking at him, his eyes were calm and calm, very pale and cold, his heart skipped a beat, and he grasped the car tightly. Holding Fu Chen's hand.

Just looking at him getting up and sitting on the sofa, it can be seen that he is a tall man, standing upright at the moment, his extremely superior height, and his aura is even more compelling. He looked directly at Fu Chen and shouted...

"Third Uncle."

Huai Sheng glanced at Fu Chen, then at the person in front of him.

He is obviously older than Fu Chen, calling him uncle?

"Huaisheng is back, show it to grandma." The old lady hugged Huaisheng in her arms, rubbing his face lovingly, "Are you hungry, hurry up and eat."

"Hello, Uncle." When Huai Sheng passed by the man, he called him obediently.

"Oh, look at the chaotic seniority, if you call the third and third uncle, you should call him brother, what's the matter with calling him uncle?" the old lady joked with a smile.

elder brother? Fu Sinian's eyelids twitched, feeling uncomfortable.

Huai Sheng didn't speak any more, but greeted Mr. Fu, and then sat down and waited for dinner.

Fu Chen also sat down along the dining table, turned his head to look at the person on the sofa, "When did you come back?"

"yesterday."

"You came back yesterday and you're only here to see your parents?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

Fu Sinian frowned slightly, and started digging again.

"I came back in the middle of the night, and my grandparents were asleep too, so I didn't dare to disturb you." He responded calmly.

"I thought you didn't dare to come." Fu Chen's tone was as gentle as usual, with a teasing smile.

The two of them only spoke a word or two, but Huai Sheng felt a sense of murderous intent from a master hand.

Mr. Fu stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his brows. The two of them couldn't calm down.

The love and hatred between the two can be traced back to the time when Fu Chen was born. Fu Sinian was more than 2 or 2 years old at that time. The family only said that there would be children playing with him soon. He naturally thought that his mother was about to give birth to younger brothers and sisters. I was looking forward to it from the bottom of my heart, but I didn't know that the one with the big belly was actually my grandma...

When Fu Chen was born, his father told him something.

"Si Nian, this is your uncle, you have to take care of him."

Of course Fu Sinian didn't do it, why did he call a fart kid uncle, he refused to call him dead, and even called him younger brother, so angry that Mr. Fu beat him up, saying that he was not old or young, and was reprimanded by his father when he returned home A pass.

In the days to come, his nephew shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of his uncle.

It's just that Fu Chen's character is gradually revealed, he has a black belly, and he will take revenge. When the two confront each other, he suffers a lot. Even so, the two grew up together, fighting fiercely in private, and have a deep relationship.

Both are uncles and nephews, their relationship is completely incomparable to that of Fu Yuxiu.

"Third brother, have some soup. I have stewed it for several hours." The old lady came out with a bowl of old duck soup. "Pay your stomach first, and eat later."

"En." Fu Chen took it with both hands.

"By the way, what's going on with the Song family and the Qiao family? Song Jingren is suspected of being kidnapped. Could it be that he wants to..." the old lady asked.

Fu Chen nodded, "That's what you think."

"This bastard doesn't even let his own daughter go." The old lady's face turned red with anger, "He deserves this land. His illegitimate daughter outside seems to be ambitious, and he doesn't know What a stupid disease."

"Yuxiu likes it, so Song Jingren likes it." Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and drank the soup.

"This kid is obsessed with ghosts. What is he looking for in that girl?"

"Maybe I feel like a man when I'm by her side." Fu Chen explained the key point in one sentence.

Sun Qionghua is shrewd and strong, he has strict control over his son, and has to intervene in every detail, even if he wants to resist independently, he has no choice but to think that he is needed in front of Jiang Fengya.

"I told your second sister-in-law a long time ago that the child is old enough to let go. She nodded in agreement, but she didn't change her behavior at all. She loves the child and is afraid that he will suffer. It is understandable, but in today's society, this kind of doting is tantamount to disguise. strangling." The old lady sighed.

"En." Fu Chen responded.

"What about Wanwan, how is she?"

"It's okay." Fu Chen's expression was indifferent, and he looked no different than talking about ordinary people.

"When you meet such a scumbag father, this child is also pitiful." The old lady mentioned it, and she couldn't help sighing again.

"In a few days, she will come to the capital for a short period of time for the school recruitment exam. I will arrange her to live with me. At that time, Master Qiao will send her over and come back to visit." When Fu Chen stated the matter, his tone was Tasteless.

Fu Sinian, who had been listening quietly by the side, had a strange look in his eyes.

"Hmph - I thought that kid from the Qiao family would never go out for the rest of his life, and was going to live with those broken rocks. If I didn't go to Wu Su, he wouldn't plan to see me." Mr. Fu snorted softly.

"That's good, the college entrance examination is about to come, and this kind of thing happened at home, so does that girl..." The old lady couldn't help feeling, "Si Nian, when they come over, you come to eat too."

Fu Sinian frowned, but nodded in response.

The old lady seemed to remember something suddenly, "You haven't met Wanwan yet, have you?"

Although Miss Song almost became his younger brother and sister, the two had never met each other. At that time, the old lady was sick and bedridden, and he stayed with her all the time, and did not attend the engagement banquet.

But Sun Qionghua sent some photos over, he wasn't interested, and after a while, he didn't have the slightest impression.

Fu Sinian nodded, "Well, I haven't seen it before."

"Then take this opportunity to get to know her better. Speaking of which, you and her are also destined. Back then, your grandfather and I wanted to betroth her to you." The old lady smiled.

Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows, but he clearly remembered that the girl was not even of age, so he raised her a round, promised him?

"I think the age difference between you and her is too big. Otherwise, she would be your wife now. If I had known that Yuxiu was such an asshole, what was the age difference? I might as well just have her..."

With a sound of "嗙——", the porcelain spoon hit the bowl, making a crisp sound, interrupting the old lady's words.

"The soup is finished, I'll get another bowl." Fu Chen got up and went into the kitchen.

Fu Sinian narrowed his eyes and looked at Fu Chen, always feeling that something was wrong.

It's just that I really don't dare to think about it.

After all, the old lady was old, she frowned slightly when she was interrupted, "Where did I just say?"

"Speaking of Si Nian's age, we should talk about marriage." Fu Chen said abruptly.

Fu Sinian's fingers tightened suddenly.

When did I offend him, so murderous, I just pushed him into the fire pit.

Even Old Fu couldn't help looking up at Fu Chen.

Are these two feuding again in private? To cheat your nephew like this?

"Oh, I almost forgot, it's time for a blind date, Si Nian, wait a minute, I'll get you a photo when I go back to my room, and let me tell you, these little girls were originally prepared for Lin Bai, that kid I've been sick recently, and all the blind dates have been delayed, it's cheap for you, haha..."

The corner of Fu Sinian's mouth twitched fiercely.

Cheap him?

He doesn't want this kind of cheapness.

Shi Fang stood on one side, touched Qian Jiang's arm, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you don't even know now, how you offended the third master."

"Miss Song is going to Beijing soon. There are some things that the old man and the old lady can't see, but he can definitely guess."

"I think this daughter-in-law has turned into a younger brother and sister, and now she has become an aunt directly. I'm afraid the young and old will collapse."

Dangdangdang——Fu's parents and grandchildren appear on the stage, spreading flowers and flowers~

Tickets are needed, welcome, haha

But the third master is really jealous, ouch...

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