In the evening, Fu Yuchen cooked a meal for An Ning.

"Mom, do you remember the first time you cooked for me when I was a kid? The rice was burnt and the tomato fried rice was black. You said you could do everything except cooking."

The dishes Fu Yuchen cooked for An Ning were the same ones she had made at that time.

An Ning glanced at the food on the table and smiled bitterly: "I used to be able to cook, but I don't know how to use the stove here, so I can't cook like it. Then I haven't cooked for so long that I really forgot."

In fact, An Ning, who had just arrived, was not unable to cook, but she was unwilling to cook, so she deliberately made the food so unpalatable.

Later, she had been here for too long and she was indeed spoiled and didn't know how to cook anymore. And since they didn't use a gas stove here, she was even less able to do it.

Of course, An Ning couldn't tell her son about these little thoughts.

She wanted to leave a good impression on her son.

In the evening, during a meal, the atmosphere was very heavy.

After dinner, Fu Yuchen said to An Ning, "Mom, I'll sleep with you tonight!"

An Ning gave him a look of disdain: "Go away, you're still sleeping with your mother at your age! No way!"

An Ning said, disdainfully: "Xinrui and I are sleeping, don't be an eyesore here."

Fu Yuchen hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay!"

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When Old Mrs. Fu came back, Old Mr. Fu had his back to her and there was nothing unusual about him, as if the struggle just now was just a dream.

She shouted at Mr. Fu angrily, "Old man, do you want some water?"

Mr. Fu didn't react at all.

Seeing that he ignored her, Mrs. Fu became even angrier: "You can't blame me for this! How can you blame me?"

She still didn't think she was wrong.

What could she have done wrong? She just wanted to replace the woman who was hindering her son's career. It was her good intention.

Seeing that Mr. Fu still didn't say anything, she became angry and turned her back without saying anything.

When Fu Jianmin came over in the evening, he asked the old lady: "Mom, how is Dad today?"

The old lady gritted her teeth and said, "I'm angry. He ignored me all day!"

When Fu Jianmin heard this, he walked into the ward and shouted to the old man, "Dad, I've followed your advice and divorced An Ning."

The person on the bed didn't move at all.

Fu Jianmin didn't dare to say anything more. He walked over and said, "Dad, I know you blame me! I can handle this myself. You... don't worry!"

However, the person on the bed remained motionless.

At this moment he finally realized that something was wrong, walked to the old man and pushed him: "Dad, why don't you say anything!"

The old man didn't move.

Seeing that Mr. Fu didn't move, he immediately shouted in fear: "Dad, wake up!"

He reached out his hand and felt the old man's breath: He was no longer breathing!

Fu Jianmin's face turned pale and he shouted in horror: "Dad!"

Then, he ran out like crazy: "Doctor, doctor... someone come quickly!"

By the time the doctor arrived, the person had already died.

"He's been dead for hours."

When Fu Jianmin heard the doctor's words, his eyes flushed as he looked at his mother: "Mom, what are you doing? Didn't you see that Dad is not feeling well? Aren't you with him?"

Old Mrs. Fu shook her head in horror: "I...I don't know either!"

She stared blankly at Mr. Fu, whose face had turned pale.

At this moment, her world collapsed.

"Why didn't he tell me he wasn't feeling well?"

The old lady's voice was trembling.

At this time, the doctor had already covered Mr. Fu's face.

Old Mrs. Fu stumbled over and said, "Old man, open your eyes and look!