60. Burgundy tie
"Look at you, your brows are furrowed like a Sichuan character!"
Fu Zhiju looked at her serious expression and couldn't help teasing her.
She waved her hand: "Don't tease me, I'm still thinking about it."
Fu Zhiju: "Last time, both Huo Sisi and Gu He were caught up in the public opinion, but he didn't stand up for his childhood sweetheart. If Huo Sisi hadn't been so calm and composed in dealing with the media, she might have been criticized as much as you."
Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something.
During the time Yan Hui disappeared, things had gotten really bad between her uncle and grandfather. She asked her grandfather about it, but he only scolded Fu Rongshen for being an unfilial son and said nothing else. She asked the housekeeper, but he also stammered and remained silent.
"Oh, by the way, did my grandpa do something? I saw my uncle went to look for grandpa later."
Chu Yan listened to her asking about this matter, and then heard her say that Fu Rongshen had gone to see Old Master Fu, and was silent for a while.
"So my uncle knows..."
"What do you know? Why didn't you tell me?" Fu Zhiju was so anxious that he scratched his head.
He briefly described the situation: "To thank your grandfather for clearing my name, I brought gifts to express my gratitude. He shamelessly… criticized me and threw a check at me. Then I got the hell out, along with my belongings and myself."
"Isn't it humiliating to throw away the check? That's too much!"
Fu Zhiju was so angry that he slammed the table.
"So the reason you were indirectly asking me about his plans at home the other day was because you wanted to visit him," she slapped her head in frustration. "Why didn't I think of that at the time?"
Chu Yanhui smiled and shook his head: "I don't blame you, it's my fault for not telling you my intentions."
"I should have told you earlier—my grandfather knows about you and your uncle... He won't accept it."
Fu Zhiju let out a long sigh.
"The old man is very stubborn. He usually has the final say in the old house. No one in the family dares to disobey his instructions... Yan Hui, you must not take his words to heart."
Chu Yanhui comforted her: "I won't take it to heart. I was indeed wronged and sad when I was scolded, but I got over it later."
The other party apologized and said, "I should have noticed your intention and warned you not to go..."
“Dongdong——”
Just as the two were chatting happily, there was a knock on the door.
A young man in a tuxedo came in, walked up to her and whispered:
"Miss, there are rumors online about Lin Lin and that little girl's relationship. Are you really not going to deal with it?"
Chu Yanhui discovered that although this young man had black hair, he had a pair of ocean-blue eyes. He was an extremely handsome mixed-race.
Fu Zhiju glanced at the young man, somewhat displeased: "Feng Zhi, you came in just to ask this?"
"My agent called me an hour ago and told them to handle it. If you're alright, get out."
Feng Zhi lowered his head and stepped back from behind the screen: "Okay."
I heard the woman behind me sneer softly:
"If you don't even have this much PR skills, why are you still in the entertainment industry?"
The corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.
The eldest lady is fed up with that man, and this is the best thing he wants to see most.
Exit and close the door.
Inside the room, Chu Yan asked back, "Is this mixed-race boy your assistant?"
"Didn't I buy a sea view apartment near Jiangcheng? He's the housekeeper, and he also pays for the car."
Chu Yanhui scratched his head in confusion.
"A hired butler? Can he do it at such a young age?"
Even though she had lived for more than twenty years, she had only seen housekeepers in their seventies or eighties, and had never seen a housekeeper in his teens.
"I didn't hire him. I found him in an alley when I was abroad. He suffered a traumatic memory loss and looks young, but he should be an adult. He's a quick learner and efficient, so we let him learn to be a housekeeper."
"Picked it up?"
Chu Yanhui was dumbfounded.
"When you were little, your parents scolded you for bringing rocks home. You haven't changed that habit yet? You've even gotten to the point of picking up living people. It's unbelievable!"
Fu Zhiju spread his hands, his expression naughty, and his tone playful: "Maybe it's because my love is boundless."
Chu Yan replied: "..."
The two chatted for a long time, and the tea artist poured tea for them.
Then we visited luxury stores.
Chu Yanhui wasn't particularly fond of diamonds, but she was somewhat interested in pearls. Fu Zhiju knew her well and took her to jewelry stores.
This caused Feng Zhi, who was carrying jewelry for the two people behind them, to look a little flustered.
Fu Zhiju pointed to a dress from a niche ethnic brand in a vertical display case and said, "This one has nice cuffs. I'll take a picture of it and send it to the designer so she can use it as a reference when she designs a dress for us next time."
“Why don’t you buy this one?”
Feng Zhi asked in confusion.
The eldest lady gave it a look of disdain: "Only the cuffs look good, I don't like anything else. What did you buy it for?"
Don’t buy anything you don’t like, and don’t buy anything that is worth less than the marked price.
She is rich, but she is not a philanthropist and will not give money to others.
"I'll treat you to dinner tonight," Fu Zhiju hooked his arm around the girl, "Let's eat our favorite."
"A spicy snack feast?" Chu Yanhui asked without hesitation.
"Eh, am I that kind of person—"
Fu Zhiju stretched out his voice, and then couldn't hold it back any longer, so he burst out laughing.
"Yeah, Aunt Duan used to call you 'trash can' when she scolded you. I'll never forget the origin of that name."
"Why, the trash can is happy!"
Fu Zhiju is very proud of this title, which was a medal she won when she was a child for hiding a large basket of spicy strips.
Although she had been eating nutritious meals prepared by nutritionists since she was a child, how could those things compare to the appeal of junk food? So even though she was not allowed to, she still ate them secretly for the sake of excitement.
The two were walking around and passed by a suit decoration store.
Chu Yanhui saw the dark wine red tie through the glass. The design was simple and elegant, which perfectly matched his temperament.
Suddenly I remembered the past.
She remembered that her father used to have one, which looked pretty good when he wore it, but he later lost it.
I was walking past my parents' bedroom when I saw my dad rummaging through the closet. My mom was joking, "Can't you find it? I wonder whose sofa it was left on."
Through the crack in the door, she peeked at the most shocking scene of her childhood - her father, who was always old-fashioned and bad-tempered, was asking her mother for a kiss in a wronged manner.
"Xunfang...Xunfang, how can you say that? It doesn't matter what others say, except you. You don't believe me?"
"I feel so bad, no, you have to apologize to me with a kiss."
The man moved closer to the woman, and their voices were so low that she could barely hear them, but she could roughly understand what they were saying.
Especially when I saw the two of them kissing...
She was so surprised and shy that she ran away immediately.
After all, the family values she was exposed to since childhood were very conservative, stereotyped, and even rigid and old-fashioned.
Her parents never expressed their love for each other in front of her, and rarely said they loved her.
It seems that love is something very shameful.
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