Chapter 100 Nian Yuxue found this building

"Go change it, it's uncomfortable. If you're like this because of us, then we're leaving now."

The Fu Zhengming brothers patted Xu Weiren's shoulders, and the concern in their eyes was obvious.

"Then I'll go in and change. You guys sit down and watch TV and eat some sunflower seeds and snacks. Linlin will treat you."

"Weiren, you're so full of dog food that I feel like I don't need to eat. I'm full just by hearing you mention Linlin." Lu Ying joked with a smile. Not only did her few words make Xu Weiren and Cui Lin blush with embarrassment, but the atmosphere also became lively.

Fu Shangbei helped Xu Weiren into the bedroom to change his prosthesis, and Cui Lin continued to entertain them.

In the bedroom, behind a door, Xu Weiren slowly sat on the bed, rolled up his trouser legs, and then slowly took off his prosthesis.

The wound on his leg was large. It was not originally like this, but was forcibly deformed to accommodate the prosthesis.

Fu Shangbei also noticed this and frowned gloomily. He touched his prosthetic limb and said, "This is a prosthetic product from the Fuhuang Group. When they were testing and promoting the product, they didn't mention this side effect at all."

Upon hearing this, Xu Weiren knew he had misunderstood and quickly explained, "My wound wasn't caused by this prosthesis. I had a different prosthesis before, but then the wound became deformed, so Xiao Nuo spent a lot of money to buy me this expensive prosthesis. It's very comfortable to wear."

Fu Shangbei's expression finally softened, and he said gently, "A new product will be available soon. I'll send someone to deliver it to your door. If the new product is compatible with your wound, then we'll use it. If not, I'll have him take your wound data back to the R&D team and have a custom-made prosthesis made for you."

"This one was developed separately, which was a waste of money. Now this one has a long service life and is good." Xu Weiren is used to being frugal and does not like this kind of special treatment at all. He thinks that he just broke a pair of legs and can still move with prosthetic limbs. He is not a vulnerable group and does not need special care.

Fu Shangbei curled his lips slightly, understanding his character very well, and said, "Personal customization is a very common business model for medical supply stores under the Fuhuang Group. This can't be considered independent development, but simply a modification of existing products to make them more beneficial to you. Moreover, your situation is also a very important data. The more personal data the R&D team collects, the better it will be for them to develop more advanced prosthetics."

It has to be said that there is a world of difference between the eloquence of businessmen and ordinary people. Every word Fu Shangbei said made Xu Weiren waver, especially the last few words, which killed two birds with one stone.

If more functional prosthetic limbs that are more suitable for people with broken legs like them become available, their prices will become more and more attractive as the economy develops, which would be a great thing.

Xu Weiren nodded in agreement with an embarrassed look on his face, and instructed Fu Shangbei: "You have to send me the expense list of the required materials. I want to know how much it cost. If it's too expensive, I won't accept it."

"Okay." Fu Shangbei also agreed.

Xu Weiren hesitated for a moment before asking a question he had been wanting to ask for a long time: "Have you found out the origin of that tattoo?"

"We've already got some clues. My friends are planning it. We're going to play the long game and see results this year."

Xu Weiren was secretly shocked. After knowing that Xiao Nuo was marrying the eldest grandson of the old president of Fuhuang Group, he searched the Internet for information about Fu Shangbei.

They all said that he was ruthless and ruthless, that he killed people decisively and did not recognize his relatives, that he stepped on his blood relatives to get to the top, and that he was very cruel. No one knew what disease he had, and he had been keeping it a secret.

Now it seems that the decisiveness in killing is true.

As for the matter of not recognizing relatives, his daughter explained to him that it was all rumors and one of the means of internal fighting in their Fu family.

After taking off his prosthetic limb, Xu Weiren went out in a wheelchair. Seeing him come out, Fu Zhengming quickly waved him over to continue the topic they had not finished talking about.

The two middle-aged men were of similar age and graduated from the same elementary and middle school, so they had a lot of common topics.

Mother Yan prepared two cold dishes in the kitchen and then invited them to the restaurant for dinner.

Fu Shangbei glanced at the delicious dishes on the table and raised his thin lips: "These are all dishes that Yanyan likes to eat."

Cui Lin and Xu Weiren smiled but said nothing when they heard this. They had a better impression of Fu Shangbei. The fact that he could say with such certainty that these were all Xiao Nuo's favorites showed that he cared about Xiao Nuo's life very much.

Details determine feelings. Cui Lin’s standard for a good man is to be careful, and someone has passed this test.

"You eat a lot of meat and fish every day in Genting Highlands, but you never look fat. After such a long time, only your face seems to have gained a little weight." Xu Ziyue was also whispering this in Yan Nuo's ear, but her angle was rather strange.

"How can I afford to eat all the delicious food? If I had just one favorite dish a day, I could have eaten everything on the table." Yan Nuo didn't care for all the delicious food. Even if the meat was delicious, she would only eat a little bit, only tucking into the vegetables and soup. Ever since her prenatal doctor advised her not to overeat, she'd become even more restrained. While it might be a pleasure to indulge in a little bit of food, the pain that followed was long-lasting. She preferred to remain restrained.

After they were seated, everyone toasted with juice and started eating. The meal lasted more than an hour. After the meal, the five middle-aged men drove the three young people into the living room and stopped them from doing things like washing dishes.

Seeing Fu Zhengming and Lu Ying wanting to help with the housework, Cui Lin quickly stopped them and pushed them towards the living room. "We have a dishwasher at home, so it's very convenient to wash the dishes. There's also a disposable tablecloth on the table for dinner, so it'll be done quickly."

"Then let's get it done quickly. Linlin, you, Weiren, and Yan's mother have treated us so warmly. We didn't bring any gifts, so it's only natural that we do some housework. Old Fu, get started."

After receiving instructions from his wife, Fu Zhengming immediately walked to the dining table and started stacking bowls.

Cui Lin was being pulled by Lu Ying, and she had no chance to stop them. Xu Weiren, sitting in a wheelchair, could only smile bitterly.

"You two are really too polite. How can you do housework when you come to my house as guests?" Cui Lin was very embarrassed. This was not in line with their family's hospitality.

"We are guests today, and we will come often in the future. It's all the same. Besides, I didn't do anything. I let my husband Fu do it all. He is the one who mops the floor and washes dishes at home. He is used to it. You don't have to feel sorry for him. Sit down with me, and I will tell you what happened when I accompanied Yanyan to the prenatal checkup a few days ago. Yanyan actually..." Cui Lin was fooled by Lu Ying and went to sit in the living room.

After finishing everything, Lu Ying took into consideration that Xu Weiren and his wife had prepared a table of dishes early in the morning, and then went up the mountain to sweep the graves, and must have been tired for most of the day. She couldn't bear to stay here and trouble them any longer, so she took her whole family and said goodbye.

"You've worked hard today. Have a good rest." Lu Ying said while holding Cui Lin's hand, as if she were a good sister. "I'll ask Yanyan to take me to your store some other day. I really like cakes."

"Then come on. If you want to eat cake in the future, just call me and I will send it to you." Cui Lin said generously.

"Uncle Xu, Aunt Cui, I'm leaving first. I'll come to see you another day." Yan Nuo opened his arms and hugged them, reluctant to leave.

"You're tired today. Remember to soak your feet in hot water when you go back. The water should cover your calves, otherwise you'll suffer when you wake up tomorrow." Cui Lin reminded Yan Nuo to soak his feet carefully as in previous years.

"I understand. I'll massage my feet for a while after soaking them." Yan Nuo smiled sweetly.

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Back at Genting Highlands, Yan Nuo was too sleepy to get out of the car. Fu Shangbei reached out to hug her, but she was so frightened that she tried to open her eyes wide: "I can."

Fu Shangbei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not a monkey, what's wrong with hugging you?"

"It would be a bad influence. It would be so embarrassing if someone saw me. I'm not some delicate and frail little wife."

Fu Shangbei felt that her positioning of herself was a little off, so he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "When I kiss you in bed at night, you are indeed a little wife."

"Get lost." Yan Nuo glanced at Dahe who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Da He said sincerely, "Boss, I didn't hear anything."

Fu Shangbei: “…” Daha, why did your IQ suddenly drop?

"I'm leaving first." Yan Nuo left her husband, got out of the car, and took small steps to get into the elevator and go upstairs.

Fu Shangbei sorted out the things in the trunk and carried them upstairs to avoid troubling Dahai and Dahe to go up and down.

"Brother Fu." A female voice filled with surprise sounded at the entrance of the parking lot.

If it’s not Nian Yuxue, who else could it be?

After Nian Yuxue moved in, she strolled around the community every day and finally found out that there was a building with only one owner. She immediately guessed that the owner should be Fu Shangbei. With this thought in mind, she came here. It turned out that her guess was correct. Fu Shangbei lived in this building.

Nian Yuxue walked gracefully to the car in her high heels. She glanced at the bags in Fu Shangbei's hands and was very confused. "Brother Fu, I have never seen the abalone brand you are carrying. Is this the generic brand that my sister-in-law likes?"