After listening to Fu Ting's words, Jiang Man leaned against him.
There was a moment of silence.
She spoke without much emotion, "Honey, I never imagined we'd have a child who's like an enemy... The little squabbles we've had so far haven't resolved their conflict at all, so let's just have a big fight. Otherwise, how can we possibly take care of them for the rest of our lives? Rather than waiting until we're old and the two brothers are still fighting to the death, let them have a good fight and settle things once and for all."
Fu Ting was still somewhat incredulous.
A few days ago, Jiang Man was asked by Fu Siming about Fu Yao and Fu Bowen's past.
A few years ago, the two brothers got into a mess because of a woman. No matter how long they tried to cover it up, the mess would eventually be exposed.
These two brothers must have come back from a past life to collect a debt!
As soon as Jiang Man finished speaking, she quickly dismissed the thought in her mind.
He pulled Fu Ting aside to discuss the upcoming full moon celebration for Fu Xunzhi.
In fact, everything is ready except for the invitations.
She was going to Haiyan tomorrow to discuss the guest list with Song Xingyao, and quickly forgot all about what had just happened.
Song Xingyao received a photo from an unknown number for the second time.
The above photo shows Fu Yao holding Fu Siming's arm as they enter and leave a minister's private banquet.
All she could see in her blurry vision was Fu Siming taking the wine glass from her hand.
The angle of the photo makes it look like it was taken secretly.
She suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Qiao Yiming had come to ask her, "Why is it that every time you come, I never see Brother Fu at home with you! Really!"
She responded generously at the time, "I guess the company is too busy."
Seeing the scene of the four people confronting each other in the picture, she finally understood.
It turns out they didn't come to ask questions, but specifically to remind her.
She was the only one who remained oblivious.
Fu Siming, in the end, it's still her you love, isn't it?
Were all those previous expressions of affection and love just an act?
My hands trembled uncontrollably, and I lost my grip, the phone hitting the back of my foot and falling onto the carpet.
I couldn't tell if it was physical pain or heartache; my eyes were already brimming with tears that were about to overflow.
Finally, the drop of moisture fell onto the hem of the nightgown, turning into a deep, inky color.
Fu Siming's absence overnight seemed to add another weight to the already biased scales.
Tiansheng Top Floor.
In order to find loopholes in the new minister's policies, Fu Siming's special assistant practically lived at the company.
The funds team scrutinized this person's transaction history for nearly two days and finally discovered three instances of abnormal transactions.
How can someone who gets to their position at such a young age by squeezing out others be clean?
As soon as Fu Siming hung up the phone, he glanced at Pei Jing, who was yawning with his mouth open next to him.
"Alright, that's enough for now. You've worked hard, go back and rest."
Pei Jing breathed a sigh of relief, bowed slightly behind him, and prepared to leave.
Then, as if remembering something, she turned to Fu Siming and said, "Mr. Fu, your mother called you this afternoon while you were in a meeting. She said that the guest list has been finalized and the young master's full moon celebration is the day after tomorrow. She asked you to make time for him."
She also said she had something important to tell you and asked you to call her back when you were done.
Fu Siming nodded to indicate that he understood and then let him leave.
There were missed calls from his mother on the phone on the table, but there was no sign that Song Xingyao had contacted him.
You heartless bastard.
I called Jiang Man back, but the ringing had stopped and I didn't hear a response.
It doesn't seem to be a very important matter.
He grabbed his phone and coat from the hanger and went back to Haiyan.
There was only a small nightlight on in the children's room, and Song Xingyao felt a little cramped on her small bed.
But because of her petite stature, she was unlikely to fall.
She chose this bed herself, but that incident happened right after the children's room was decorated.
Now, I can finally catch my breath.
As long as they get the final antidote, it doesn't matter what kind of trouble Fu Yao causes.
He picked her up, even though Song Xingyao, who usually wakes up at the slightest movement, was easily startled.
He didn't wake up even today; he must be exhausted.
Thus, the innocent Fu Xunzhi was unknowingly held accountable by his own father.
Song Xingyao slept very soundly, so soundly that her whole body felt limp.
I haven't had a proper rest for several days. Every time I wait for him until late at night and then fall asleep in a daze, I don't know when he goes out again in the morning.
If it weren't for the fact that we could find some traces of his past return.
Song Xingyao even began to suspect that he hadn't returned for several nights.
He gently put her down and softly smoothed away her furrowed brows.
Go to sleep, you'll get better soon.
When Song Xingyao woke up in the morning, she found that her surroundings had changed.
I struggled to get up, my body aching all over, my head still foggy from the sleeping pills.
Song Xingyao had been having poor, intermittent sleep quality for several nights, which almost caused her to scald the baby Fu Xunzhi by adding boiling water when she was making formula yesterday.
Therefore, she took two sleeping pills yesterday and slept soundly until now.
When she went downstairs and heard Aunt Qi relaying Fu Siming's instructions, she realized that he had left early again that morning.
Tomorrow is Fu Xunzhi's full moon celebration, but they haven't been able to see each other all day and night.
Even Qi Ma at home seems to see him more often than he does.
Qi's mother noticed that the dark circles under her eyes were getting darker and her eyes were somewhat unfocused, and she seemed to have lost her energy from the past few days.
She was a little worried: "Madam, are you not sleeping well at night? Why don't you go to bed earlier tonight? I'll take care of the young master during the night."
"Newborn babies can be a bit fussy in the middle of the night."
After she finished speaking, Song Xingyao did not respond to her.
He just mechanically stuffed his breakfast into his mouth.
"Oh...oh! It's nothing, I've just been having trouble sleeping lately. It's nothing."
Seeing her like that, Aunt Qi was a little suspicious, but she didn't say anything, thinking that she was probably because Fu Xunzhi's full moon banquet was coming.
This full moon celebration marks the first time the Fu family has held a grand public gathering with four generations under one roof.
According to Jiang Man, the guests are all very important figures, and their status is not simple.
In addition, with the title of the Crown Prince of Tiansheng, everyone wanted to curry favor with him.
If things go well, perhaps this prince can actually bring me some financial luck and cooperation.
Song Xingyao was distracted.
All she could think about was what Fu Siming had been doing these past few days.
As the child's father, although he is a very busy man, he felt almost no part in this grand event.
Remembering the wedding banquet that caused such a sensation throughout the city, he disappeared just like that...
Unpleasant memories surfaced in her mind.
There was also a sense of inexplicable fear.
Her thoughts were quickly interrupted when Jiang Man brought employees from Lu Fan's studio to deliver the dress for tomorrow's banquet.
The sudden liveliness at Haiyan somewhat eased her chaotic thoughts.
The unease in my heart is like a pebble dropped into water; as the ripples recede, they still leave a ripple in my heart.
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