Chapter 469 What to do now
"Old master, I will do as you say." Lao Ke responded, took out his tablet and started typing. With his efficiency, it didn't take long for him to sign Fu Rong from another class. Fu Rong was watching everything happening in front of her. She was like being dragged into hell. Ah, she slept in the morning! Playing games and reading romance books late at night, now all of them are going to be taken away.
With the addition of this heavy blow from the physical team, Furong's fighting spirit disappeared. She lay on the maids and said, "Drag me to hell."
Old Master Fu didn't know that he had broken the will of one of his grandsons, and instead focused his attention on Fu Chen. After becoming a grandfather, he was of course very doting, and his grandchildren ranked first in his heart, but later he became Fu Chen's great-grandfather and his grandchildren were pushed back to the second rank.
He smiled at Fu Chen and asked, "Are you happy now, my little angel?"
"But I..." Fu Chen fiddled with his thumb, hesitated for a moment, and then added hesitantly, "What about my third uncle? He bullied me the most and called me a bastard, saying that I was unconvinced. "My father."
"That bastard! How dare he say such things to you?" Mr. Fu immediately clenched his fist and knocked on the armrest of the chair. "He dared to say such things to you. Fortunately, you are not as thick as your father! You can tell at a glance that he looks like a potato covered in dirt. How dare he... My little baby." Chen Chen looks like an angel, obviously not like his ugly father! Fortunately, he is in the hospital, otherwise I would have dragged him to the punishment hall. "
Fu Yusheng, who is known as the most handsome man in the city: "..."
He turned his head to look at Song Yan, who was shaking with laughter, and pinched her arm, saying, "Don't laugh."
"No, I'm not laughing..." She immediately refused, but then her shaking shoulders betrayed her. "I'm not... but I... this is the first time I've heard someone call you a potato covered in dirt."
Fu Yusheng was speechless, not because he was ugly, but in his grandfather's eyes, Fu Chen was always number one. Even when he was abroad, his grandfather would often call him and ask him to talk to his son, but at that time he had something on his mind and never called Fu Chen.
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Qi Chengjisi bit his thumbnail while watching everything that happened in the restaurant from the window of his room. He turned around to look at the food that was delivered to his room, and then looked down at Song Yan who was sitting at the dining table. The difference in treatment between the two was obvious at a glance. Although Mr. Fu asked her to stay in the Fu Mansion, she could see that under the training of Fu Yusheng and Song Yan, Mr. Fu seemed to have doubts about her.
"What should I do?" She muttered, pacing around the room. She couldn't risk calling Ji Haoyu when Fu Yusheng and Song Yan were both suspicious of her unborn child. She gritted her teeth and punched the bedside table. She couldn't help but get angry at Fu Yushen. Why didn't this bastard die? The old man said that Fu Yushen couldn't come out alive. He was still breathing in the ward, and Song Yan said that he was in a temporary coma. How could it be possible?
She did everything the old man asked her to do, and even risked her life to grab Fu Yushen's hair. He should die, and she should be accepted by the family, but... why didn't she?
Ji Haoyu told her that Mr. Fu was old-fashioned, and if she had a child, he would never let her live on the streets, and he never told her that Song Yan was the head of the family. Any one! If she knew that Song Yan was the head of the family, and she was the key to her entry into the Fu family, she would definitely please her more.
If Fu Yushen died as planned, she would be easily accepted by the Fu family, but he did not die.
Now, what should she do? Her eyes flickered, she thought of something, and then she picked up the phone.
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"What should we do now?" Fu Yusheng asked, looking at the empty closet. He used to put a mattress and blanket in it separately, but Lao Ke seemed to be ordered by his grandfather. The blanket was gone, and the mattress was gone. Now he had nothing. He stared at the empty closet. Was he going to sleep on the carpet? But the weather was too cold! Even with the inner heating, he was used to sleeping with a blanket on - without a blanket, he would definitely get sick and have backaches!
Song Yan sat in front of a stove that she had asked Assistant Xu to bring, along with a few herbs. She raised her head and looked at Fu Yusheng, who was looking at her pleadingly, and sighed. "Just sleep on the bed, but make a pillow wall in the middle. If I see you rolling around, I'll chop off your head."