Maybe you can take the opportunity to ask Fu Beichen about Zhan Yan.

But I heard that when it comes to Zhan Yan, Fu Beichen will say that my wife is not in good health and has a rest at home.

But people in G city know that Zhan Yan never appeared after the death of her father and her brother Zhan Jing. Many people say that Zhan Yan is dead.

Of course, this is just a legend. No one dares to guess without confirmation.

In this way, naturally, he did not dare to spread it to Fu Beichen's ears!

Fu Beichen was dressed in a black suit and cut appropriately. Standing in the center of the light, the whole person looked like a prince from a fairy tale. At this time, a voice sounded in Fu Beichen's ear, "Beichen, haven't seen you for a long time, but it's ok? Is your father better?"

He frowned slightly. When he saw an old man walking towards him with a woman in his arm, Chu fan standing on one side could obviously feel the disgust emanating from Fu Beichen. When the old man approached, Fu Beichen restrained all his emotions.

"Thank you for your concern. My father is in good health!" the old man called Sheng is an old friend of Grandpa Fu Beichen. His name is Sheng PENGYUAN, and the woman he brought is naturally his granddaughter. It seems that her name is Sheng Qingqing. He doesn't know the details. It seems that he met at a banquet before.

When Sheng Qingqing saw Fu Beichen, his eyes didn't move away from him.

"Beichen, this is my granddaughter Qingqing. She has just returned from studying in Canada. Please take good care of her later!" old Sheng said, and asked Sheng Qingqing to take the initiative to say hello to Fu Beichen.

Sheng Qingqing shyly stretched out her hand and whispered, "Mr. Fu, Hello, please take care of me for the first time!"

Fu Beichen saw this scene, but he smiled slightly. His eyes were indifferent, but he lost a man's demeanor. He didn't reach out to hold her hand back, but said quietly, "Miss Sheng is the only granddaughter of old Sheng. Why do you need my care? I don't think I'll see you again in the future. After all, my wife is a jealous jar. Let her know that I shook hands with a beautiful woman like you. I'm afraid I won't go into the house to sleep when I go home!"

A short sentence blocked Sheng Lao's idea.

The meaning of this remark was obvious. He was directly telling him that Fu Beichen had a wife and family. Don't do these useless work here and waste his granddaughter's youth.

After all, Fu Beichen never boasted that he was a good man!

Sheng Qingqing couldn't accept such an insult. He opened his mouth and said, "your wife? But I heard your wife is dead. Where did you get your wife?"

As soon as this remark came out, even Chu fan standing on one side could clearly feel the hostility emitted by Fu Beichen. This matter was originally Fu Beichen's taboo. Now it was raised by Sheng Qingqing. It's strange that he didn't blow his hair.

"Oh? Miss Sheng, who did you listen to?" Fu Beichen's eyes were slightly heavy, with a kind of cruel taste. "No matter who you listen to, I don't want to hear it again. If I hear someone curse my wife's death again, I'll be impolite!"

"Your wife is dead -" Sheng Qingqing, such a arrogant person, has always done whatever he wants. Coupled with Sheng's love for her, she has hardly been frustrated. Now Fu Beichen has swept away her face. It's strange that she can be happy, so she is so unscrupulous.

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