Chapter 226 I Have You as My Son in My Heart

Lu Ying chuckled, looking at Yan Nuo with eyes full of doting, "You can understand me, but they don't."

"I think Dad understands it, but he's too shy to admit it so quickly."

Lu Ying was very happy. She fed Yan Nuo an apple with her own hands and said softly, "You must take good care of yourself. Pregnancy is a burden. If you don't take care of your health, you will feel very uncomfortable after giving birth."

"I understand, Mom." After saying that, Yan Nuo tried hard to eat the apple.

Lu Ying was very satisfied. "Apples are warm in nature. Eating a little every day is good for your health. It's a pity that you like to eat strawberries, which are cooling fruits. Fortunately, you don't have a cold constitution."

Although Yan Nuo's parents died early and she had a group of relatives with ulterior motives, Yan's mother and others took good care of her and she was in good health.

The father and son in the bathroom cut the apples and brought them out. Originally, Fu Zhengming thought that the whole plate of fruit was cut by his son specifically for him, his old father.

As a result, the next second the son poured half of it into another plate and placed it on the bedside table, specifically for his wife to eat.

Fu Zhengming was very depressed. "My son is not very reliable. Your mother loves your daughter-in-law so much. It's okay if you just focus on caring for me."

"Dad, you're already such a grown-up, why are you still arguing with me?" Fu Shangbei confronted his father without mercy.

Fu Zhengming became even more depressed and ate his apple in silence.

Just then, there was a commotion outside the room.

"Let me see Fu Shangbei. I want my son's body back. Why is he holding on to it?"

This voice belonged to Zhang Pingling, and everyone recognized it.

Naturally, he also heard clearly what she was saying. Fu Zhengming frowned, thought deeply for a while, and looked at Fu Shangbei: "Give her Fu Shangjie's body. She is a pitiful person now."

Fu Shangbei nodded, stood up and walked out of the ward.

Seeing him come out, Zhang Pingling didn't know where she found the strength to break free from the bodyguards' shackles and knelt on the ground: "I know we have done many wrong things to you over the years. I apologize to you. We have done bad things and have been punished. I beg you to return my son's body to me so that I can bury him properly."

Fu Shangbei's eyes were cold. Thinking back to the time when he hadn't taken control of the Fuhuang Group, Zhang Pingling was so arrogant that she didn't even treat him as her nephew. She wanted to ruin his reputation and leave him dead without a burial place. But now, he was kneeling and begging without dignity like a stray dog. People are so complicated.

"Take your son's body and get out of Jinghai."

Zhang Pingling kowtowed seriously.

"Thanks."

When the bodyguards came up and took her away, she didn't struggle anymore.

Because she knew that she had no capital to fight back, her heart was dead.

The "adoptive father" she had always trusted actually treated her as a pawn and used her to destroy Fu Zhengpeng.

She regarded him as her lifeline.

Having been betrayed so deeply, Zhang Pingling no longer trusted anyone. She just wanted to bury her son and find a place where no one knew her to end her life.

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Fu Zhengming stayed in the hospital for a day and was discharged in the evening.

Fu Shangbei sent them outside the hospital and then returned to the hospital.

Fu Zhengming grabbed Lu Ying's hand and laughed, "I thought he would take us home, but he only took us out of the hospital."

Lu Ying snorted, "His wife is still in the hospital. Do you want him to leave just to take you home? The boss isn't that kind of person."

"Oh, I know. I'm just complaining to you. My son is like me in this respect. He is devoted to his wife and his eyes are full of her."

Lu Ying frowned: "You are no match for your son. You still have Song Qinghe in your heart."

Fu Zhengming's face froze. "Madam, how have I offended you? Why are you mentioning this name again?"

"See, you become emotionally unstable when you mention Song Qinghe. And you even say my son looks like you? You're dreaming."

Fu Zhengming had never won an argument with his wife in his life, so he had no choice but to admit defeat. He put his arm around Lu Ying's waist and walked quickly towards the Rolls-Royce, gritting his teeth and saying, "I'll deal with you when I get home."

Lu Ying shuddered: "I think I'd better stay in the hospital with Yanyan." She turned around and tried to slip away.

But he failed to escape and was dragged into Fu Zhengming's car and taken home.

When he arrived home, a black business car was parked at the gate. When Fu Zhengming looked up and saw it, his face darkened.

Lu Ying held his hand and whispered, "Go down and explain it to him. Just remember, the children and I are your closest family. You don't need to put yourself in a difficult position."

After saying that, Lu Ying got out of the car first. Without going to say hello to the business car, she walked into the house through the small door next to the big iron gate without looking around.

The bodyguard guarding outside the car opened the door of the business car. Fu Zhenhuan walked down with a cane and slowly walked towards the Rolls-Royce.

Fu Zhengming clenched his fists, took two deep breaths, and got out of the car.

"Aming, I had no choice at that time... I know you may not forgive me, but I really have you as my son in my heart." Fu Zhenhuan said with a choked voice.