"Jingze, you have always followed the rules since you were a child, unlike your brother who is wild and rebellious and refuses to follow the path paved by the family."

"You have always been your father's and my favorite heir, do you understand? Don't let your mother down."

Among the top ten luxury homes in Jincheng, a manor ranked in the top three has a luxurious hall decorated in classical Chinese style.

Fu Jingze, who was notified to go home early in the morning, stood in front of the sofa with a restrained expression.

He had heard these clichés so many times that he had even memorized them.

"What do you mean, mother? You've been giving me so many prefaces. Why don't you just get straight to the point? I have to go to the company soon."

A lady sat gracefully on the sofa with her legs crossed, twirling a coffee cup in her hand.

Hearing his son's tone that hinted at sarcasm, he looked up in surprise.

Fu Jingze's eyes were cold and resistant. It was rare to see him like this since childhood.

Then I thought about the information from the private detective investigation.

Suddenly, Mrs. Fu, who could no longer maintain her composure, spoke in the tone of a noble lady.

"You have always been an excellent heir and never had a rebellious phase. I thought you would always be like this."

"Is Ye Qianxue really that good? So good that you'd disregard the interests of the Fu family for her sake."

"Don't forget that you have a fiancée. How noble do you think a woman who knows you have a fiancée and still wants to interfere with you is?"

"You've raised her for two years, and you've raised her mother for two years. That's enough!"

Mrs. Fu really looked down on Ye Qianxue, who was short-sighted, extremely greedy and insatiable.

"Mother, since you said that, I won't hide it from you. I want to break off the engagement with the Zhou family."

Madam Fu: "You, you, do you want to piss me off to death?"

Fu Jingze twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Why would I want to make you angry? It's just that Miss Zhou and I are not destined to be together. Why force it?"

"I don't want to drag her down any longer. It's better to explain this matter as soon as possible. What do you think?"

The mother and son made eye contact with each other, their eyes were cold, not like blood-related relatives, but more like enemies with deep hatred.

Fu Jingchuan watched the whole show, and the man leaning against the door stood up straight with great satisfaction.

He straightened his clothes, clapped his hands and walked in.

"Pah pah pah~"

The two people who were confronting each other in the room looked over when they heard the sound. Facing the two gazes, the calm young man smiled and said.

"Brother is really capable. I, your younger brother, have learned a lot."

"It's just a pity that Miss Zhou's house was robbed while she was away recuperating."

"To be fair, all the books that Big Brother has read over the past twenty years have been thrown away."

"You already have a wife, but you're still playing around outside. Are you being worthy of my future sister-in-law?"

But he saw Fu Jingchuan standing in a high position, accusing him solemnly.

Look at him, who looks like a gentleman, but acts in a pretentious manner and is really angry with Fu Jingze.

"If you pity her, marry her."

“No! No! No!”

Fu Jingchuan waved his index finger in front of his eyes with malicious intent.

"I'm different from my elder brother. She's my sister-in-law. We should be moral and have a bottom line. Don't you think so, Mom?"

The two brothers Fu Jingze and Fu Jingchuan have been at odds since childhood. Their eyes were fixed on Fu Jingchuan's face, who was happy to see Fu Jingze suffer a setback.

His bony, angular face was filled with a malicious intent of enjoying the fun and not minding any trouble.

What can Fu's mother say? Everyone is equally responsible. As a brother, if you do something wrong, you shouldn't be afraid of being ridiculed by others.

Looking at the two brothers, one with a cold face and the other smiling, Mother Fu couldn't bear to watch any longer and was too lazy to say the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

Just wave your hand and tell them to go away and stop getting in her way.

He is old and can't stand having two irritating bastards hanging around him. Isn't this just asking for trouble?

The two brothers understood the situation and obediently left the scene.

When I reached the door, I heard my mother's voice calling me to stop from behind for some reason.

"Stop, I have something to say."

Mother Fu, who was thinking about something, raised her voice to try to keep these two naughty guys.

See them turn their heads.

"I'm telling you, the Zhou Group is holding a dinner party tomorrow. It's only right that our whole family should go. Don't forget."

After saying that, without waiting for the two to react, he waved his hand and told them to get out.

"Brother, I always thought you were low, but the facts tell me that my feeling is right, you really are low."

Fu Jingze gritted his teeth at the ridicule.

"Fu Jingchuan!"

He spoke these three words with great force, gritting his back teeth.

If you don’t know, you might think the two brothers are enemies.

With his hands in his pockets and an air of "I'm the coolest", Fu Jingchuan looked at the angry and embarrassed Fu Jingze with his narrow and deep eyes.

That face is red with white, white with black, and black with yellow. In short, it is a colorful face.

Laughing so happily.

"Brother, I hope you won't get angry because I hit you in the wrong spot."

Afraid that he wasn't angry enough, he pretended to shake his head.

A pair of eyes fell thoughtfully on Fu Jingze's fists that hung at his sides, clenched tightly, with the knuckles protruding and white.

"Of course not. There is no such perverse logic in the world."

"You did something bad, but you don't allow others to talk about it. What's the point of doing it? Tsk tsk tsk, oh, how shameless."

After saying this, he might be afraid that someone's trembling fist would really come towards his face.

Yangyang added fuel to the fire, making Fu Jingze furious.

Fu Jingchuan put his hands in his pockets, and walked over the three or two steps at his feet like a gust of wind when he came and a gust of wind when he left.

With his back to the furious Fu Jingze, he raised his arms and swayed them in the air.

"Brother, I'm leaving now. I won't bother you to see me out."

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Fu Jingze was left standing there with a lot of anger in his heart and nowhere to vent it. After a few seconds, he was so angry that he laughed.

"Hahaha, really, really."

Fu Jingze never felt that he was wrong, even when his mother pointed it out to him or when his younger brother criticized him.

He remained stubborn, feeling that the accusations were groundless, pointless, and inexplicable.

How could he and Miss Zhou be considered childhood sweethearts? We had only met and played together a few times when we were young.

The little girl called him brother, and he politely responded.

The two of them had no emotional foundation and solely relied on their elders to make decisions.

Why!

He is the master of his own life. He has a woman he likes and doesn't want to let her down or miss her.

What did he do wrong.

"I'm not wrong."

In the black carriage, the man looked at the documents in his hand and muttered to himself.

There was persistence, stubbornness, and a rare hint of anger in his tone.