Shen Jiaojiao and her group were preparing to go to the outskirts to see how things were at the estate, and they happened to be accompanied by Fu Hang and Wang Dazhuang.
After Zhou Tianqi became a general, he and Ning Caichen were stationed in Jiangnan.
As soon as they crossed the street, they saw a woman running wildly ahead of them, with a man chasing after her.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the two men were acquaintances; they had met just yesterday. One was Zhang Yang, and the other was...
Shen Jiaojiao turned to Fu Hang and asked, "Is that your mother?"
Fu Hang had just picked out a fine sword he liked at the Crown Prince's residence that morning, and he was feeling very pleased with himself.
He held the sword close to his chest, reluctant to let it go.
Hearing the question, he looked up and saw that it really was his own mother.
Why are they running?
So when Fu Yinyin ran to Fu Hang's side, just as she was about to pretend she didn't know him and run past him...
Fu Hang reached out and pulled the person behind him, then stood in front to block the man behind him.
At first glance, the man had a full head of white hair, and it was hard to tell how old he was. Could it be that he was bullying his mother?
Fu Hang's attitude was somewhat forceful: "Hey! Who are you? Why are you chasing my mother in the street? What do you want?"
Just a moment ago, Zhang Yang was overjoyed at having won over the girl, and even his breathing felt easier.
A second later, realizing what he had just said, he asked, "What did you just say? Your mother?"
He looked up and carefully examined Fu Hang's appearance.
Isn't this just a younger version of myself?
He was so excited he could barely speak: "You...you...I...I...I'm your father!"
"Waaaaah! You damned woman, you kept this from me so long, I'm so crying!"
Fu Hang turned around and saw his mother's eyes darting around, looking like she had done something wrong.
It's obvious he has something to hide.
Seeing that there was something to eat, Shen Jiaojiao was no longer in a hurry to go to the suburbs; one more day wouldn't make a difference.
"Look, how about we find a place to talk?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhang Yang felt as if he had found his second parents, and he immediately knelt down before her.
"Princess Consort, you must stand up for me! Waaah... I've been searching for her for 18 years!"
I've traveled all over the country, but she's pregnant with my child and still wants to run away.
Her attitude is terrible, you have to help me, I'm having such a hard time.
Before Shen Jiaojiao could speak, she heard a chuckle behind her.
Well! Turning her head, she saw that Fu Yinyin was not ashamed at all and was still secretly laughing.
"you…"
Fu Yinyin looked up and met Shen Jiaojiao's gaze. She felt a little embarrassed and suppressed a laugh, saying, "Ahem... I didn't mean to. I just saw him crying and his snot was running down his nose. I couldn't help it when I was moving around."
Shen Jiaojiao was really about to break down.
People cried so bitterly for you, and you, on the other hand, complained that their crying was ugly?
However, as soon as Fu Yinyin said this, several suppressed chuckles could be heard from the surrounding area.
As Shen Jiaojiao lowered her head, Zhang Yang, who had already heard what Fu Yinyin said, quickly wiped away his tears and snot with a handkerchief.
A pair of bright red eyes glared angrily at Fu Yinyin.
Shen Jiajiao quickly said, "How about this, the Crown Prince's residence is just one street away from here. Let's go back first and talk slowly. It's inconvenient to talk on the street."
The group then headed back home.
Shen Jiaojiao walked in front, with Chunhua and Chuncao following behind her.
Fu Hang was originally positioned between Fu Yinyin and Zhang Yang.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang fell behind by two steps and quickly ran up to Fu Yinyin's side.
Fu Yinyin quickly ran to the other side of Fu Hang.
The two began to chase after Fu Hang.
Wang Dazhuang, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Fu Hang felt a throbbing pain in his temples and shouted, "Enough! All of you, behave yourselves!"
The two then quieted down and obediently followed him into the Crown Prince's residence.
Upon arriving at the hall, Chunhua and Chuncao went out on their own initiative, brought out some tea and snacks, placed them on the table, poured tea for Zhang Yang and the others who were sitting on stools, and then went to stand guard at the door.
Wang Dazhuang was too embarrassed to go in and listen, so he stood straight on the left, pretending to be a gatekeeper, but in reality, his ears were already perked up, listening carefully.
Seeing that he was standing on the left, Chunhua and Chuncao had no choice but to both stand on the right.
Fu Hang sat down on the stool on the left with Fu Yinyin.
Zhang Yang on the right was waiting for them to sit down, but the two of them went to sit on the opposite side.
With a pitiful look on his face, he dragged the stool over and shamelessly followed Fu Yinyin, clinging to her side.
Shen Jiaojiao sat upstairs watching the play and found it very interesting.
Fu Hang was in a bind, afraid that the two would start arguing again, so he quickly said, "Okay, stop arguing, just say what you have to say."
Zhang Yang looked at Fu Yinyin, expecting her to say something.
Little did they know that this heartless woman had pulled a strand of hair from her hand and was twirling it around in front of her eyes.
Even hair is more meaningful than oneself.
Zhang Yang was furious.
"Fu Yinyin, I'm standing right in front of you, and you're still acting like this? What about all the beautiful memories we shared?"
Fu Yinyin: "You have a good memory."
Zhang Yang: "What about our vows of eternal love?"
Fu Yinyin: "I guess it counts as an idiom."
Zhang Yang: "Then what about the child we have?"
Fu Yinyin: "Oh, that? That doesn't apply to you."
Zhang Yang broke down in tears: "Then what am I?"
Fu Yinyin: "You're just unlucky."
Zhang Yang cried like a child; he was forty years old, just wailing and sobbing.
Not only did he feel sorry for himself, but everyone around him who overheard their conversation also felt sorry for him.
Shen Jiaojiao stared blankly at Fu Yinyin. She had heard about scumbag men before, but this was the first time she had seen a scumbag woman so confidently.
Meeting her was truly bad luck.
Poor Zhang Yang, his young heart was shattered into pieces.
Fu Hang was so shocked by what he heard that he was speechless.
His mother often told him:
Beautiful women are all vixens; they're no good.
What kind of man should be chaste and self-respecting?
Damn it, I thought she might have been hurt in some way.
So it turns out she was the one who took it.
Looking at the pitiful old man crying beside her, I heard he had been looking for her for 18 years!
Fu Hang looked at Fu Yinyin with disdain. This woman was eating and drinking, and she didn't look old at all. Then he compared her to Zhang Yang, who had a full head of white hair.
Sigh, if they stood on the street, people might mistake them for father and daughter.
Fu Hang sighed, patted Zhang Yang on the back, and said, "What a pitiful old man, deceived both body and soul."
"You...you shouldn't cry."
Fu Hang lacked ambition.
I really went too far.
Zhang Yang looked at his grown son and immediately hugged Fu Hang's waist, crying and shouting, "Waaah... my son! Waaah..."
It's been so many years since I last saw you, and you've grown so much!
It's all that heartless woman's fault, sob sob...
Give me back my son! Waaah…
I'm so pitiful! Waaah…
When he got to the point of being heartbroken, he stretched out one hand and pounded his heart hard, appearing almost frantic.
Seeing how excited he was, Fu Hang didn't want to push him away, so he let him continue to hold him.
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