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Chapter 40: Crashed

Chapter 40: Crashed

In the car, Fu Jiaheng felt that his grandfather was too anxious.

"Grandpa, can you catch anyone if you go to Uncle San's house at this time?"

Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes and said, "How can you use such words, you little brat? Who did I arrest?"

They're not going to catch someone committing adultery!

Fu Jiaheng touched his nose and thought carefully. He realized that what his grandfather said was right. If his third uncle knew that he had made up such a story about him, he would probably be punished.

"Tell me, after all these years, what kind of girl does your Third Uncle like?"

Fu Jiaheng pondered, "I don't know, I'm not sure, I don't dare to think about it. Grandpa, anyway, I like girls with big breasts and no brains, hehe."

Grandpa Fu tapped his eldest grandson's forehead with the beads in his hand, "Superficial to the extreme!"

Fu Jiaheng felt pain and said no more.

"Grandpa, if we go in later and run into Uncle San and the others, will Uncle San assassinate me?"

When they arrived at the villa, Fu Jiaheng suddenly backed out.

"What are you afraid of?"

Fu Jiaheng complained in his heart, I am not afraid of you, old man, but Third Uncle has endless ways to deal with me.

The car slowly drove into the villa and there was no turning back.

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Fu Jinnian hasn't come back yet. He sent a message saying that he will be back later.

Wen Yu was busy in the kitchen alone. In fact, she found that being Fu Jinnian's nanny was quite easy.

He is not very picky about food and will eat whatever she cooks.

She didn't complain much about the taste. And since his house had a dishwasher, she didn't have to clean up anything.

Sometimes, Fu Jinnian would even ask her to leave it alone and that an aunt would come to collect it later.

But Wen Yu was grateful to him from the bottom of her heart. It was just a convenient thing to do. Wen Yu was not that pretentious.

She cooked a little more today and estimated that there would be a lot left over.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Wen Yu was curious. Who was it? She didn’t seem to have ordered takeout.

She didn't think much about it and opened the door directly. When she saw the old man and the old woman outside the door, her brain short-circuited.

What is going on? Could this be a relative of Fu Jinnian?

"It's you!" Fu Jiaheng screamed.

"You, you, you, aren't you the new employee at Uncle San's company?"

Fu Jiaheng suddenly remembered that the last time he went to the company's human resources department, he happened to meet this woman when she joined the company.

He had just asked a few questions when his uncle called him to his office and gave him a lecture.

Fu Jiaheng thought that his third uncle was in a bad mood, but it turned out that he was just jealous!

Wen Yu reacted and suddenly realized that if she didn't explain, they might misunderstand her.

Just as she was about to speak, a cold voice sounded behind the three of them: "Dad, why are you here?"

Fu Jinnian was holding a bouquet of roses in his hands, making the scene even more ambiguous.

An idea flashed through Wen Yu's mind: run first.

She quickly grabbed her bag that was placed at the entrance and said, "Mr. Fu, the food is ready. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he ran out. Fu Jinnian didn't stop him and gestured to Gao Jun to see him off.

But Wen Yu ran too fast, forcing Gao Jun to drive to catch up with her in a hurry.

Fu Jinnian watched the people run away before turning back calmly, "Dad, you scared her."

Mr. Fu walked in angrily, but he felt very relieved in his heart.

Yes, this kid from his family even knows how to buy flowers to please girls.

"Jinnian, is this your girlfriend?"

Fu Jinnian said nothing, but went to arrange flowers.

Fu Jiaheng went to the restaurant to take a look. There were four dishes and a soup. He touched his stomach and found that he was actually hungry.

"Uncle San, hehe, can you finish all this by yourself?"

Fu Jinnian glanced sideways coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Fu Jiaheng shuddered with fear, then laughed awkwardly, "Haha, I'm not hungry. I just asked you because I'm afraid you'll waste it."

Fu Jinnian sneered, but didn't expose his little thoughts.

Mr. Fu was not so timid, "Jiaheng, go give me the bowl and chopsticks, I want to try it."

By the way, I complained, "Why don't we even have an aunt at home?"

Fu Jiaheng had no choice but to obey the imperial edict after receiving it.

The man who had just finished arranging the flowers saw the grandfather and grandson starting to eat, and he almost laughed out of anger.

"Dad, did you fire the chef from the old house? Why did he come all the way to eat at my place?"

"My food tastes better than the restaurant's?"

Mr. Fu didn't care what his son said. He ate with gusto. "It's not as good as a restaurant, but it's still pretty good."

Fu Jiaheng picked up a piece of pork ribs and immediately agreed: "Well, it's very good. The ribs are quite flavorful."

It turns out that Uncle San likes this model.

Fu Jinnian stood up to get the dishes and chopsticks, and also gave Fu Jiaheng a pair.

An hour later, all the dishes were gone.

Since Fu Jiaheng was full, he burped in satisfaction.

"Jinnian, tell me about this girl."

Fu Jinnian looked at his father with dark eyes, "Dad, she is Sheng Yuan's ex-fiancée."

He emphasized the word "before".

Fu Jinnian had no intention of hiding it. If they were really together in the future, they would have to face it. Instead of letting her face it, he would handle everything himself first.

After Mr. Fu handed over the group to his three sons, he never interfered in the company's affairs, but the number of people in power for a long time did not decrease.

His brows knitted slightly. "Jinnian, are you saying that this girl was the one who was about to marry your cousin's son?"

Fu Jiaheng didn't dare to breathe. No wonder she said that this woman looked familiar!

It turned out to be her!

Mr. Fu tried hard to digest the information his son had just said. He was still confused and asked again, "Do you like your nephew's fiancée?"

Fu Jinnian corrected him word by word, "Dad, it's my ex-fiancée. They've broken off the engagement now."

Of course Mr. Fu knew that they had broken off the engagement!

He suddenly realized that it was no wonder that at Wenying's birthday party last time, he had been finding fault with Yu'an in every word and had exposed the fact that he had been sued in public.

So that's what I was thinking!

"Dad, don't think too badly of your son. It was Yu'an who was stupid. He fell in love with the adopted daughter of the Wen family. She broke off the engagement with the Sheng family. It was Yu'an's own fault. It has nothing to do with me."

Mr. Fu's heart, which had just been in a state of confusion, eased a little.

Fortunately, his son did not become a mistress.

"Then what will the Sheng family do in the future? How are you going to explain this to the Sheng family?"

The thought of his uncle being with his nephew's ex-fiancée gave him a headache.

"Dad," Fu Jinnian's eyes were filled with a thick haze, "What do you need to explain?"

"Why should I explain?"

The tone was arrogant, with an attitude of looking down on everything.

Fu Jiaheng silently applauded his uncle in his heart.

"Dad, I won't judge the relationship between Wen Yu and Sheng Yu'an. They have already broken up."

"And I will pursue her formally. I will not marry anyone else except her."

"You can think about it carefully."

Mr. Fu's face was filled with anger, and he stood up suddenly: "Fu Jinnian, are you threatening me?"

Fu Jinnian's eyes were cold as he stared at his father, speaking sparingly: "I'm just stating the facts."

"Jiaheng, let's go!"

Mr. Fu couldn't stay any longer and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Fu Jiaheng hurriedly followed, but smiled at his uncle in a particularly servile manner, "Uncle, let's go."

"Fu Jiaheng, what are you dawdling about?" the old man growled in a powerful voice.

He didn't dare to stay any longer and ran out happily.

Fu Jinnian looked at the beautiful roses on the table, but what he was thinking was, was she scared today?