On the way home from work, Shen Yunxing leaned his head against the car window. Thinking about how he had been acting coquettishly and jealously all day because of a photo, the heat on his face would not subside for a long time. "
Little rascal, it's all because of you that I am so sensitive and out of control, and always make a fool of myself in front of Mr. Fu."
He touched his belly and muttered in his heart.
After throwing the pot to the baby, he felt much better. He was in a good mood and took out a bag of snacks from his bag. While eating, he peeked at Mr. Fu who was driving.
Well, it's time to implement the confession plan.
The 25th is Mr. Fu's birthday, and today is the 8th. There are still 17 days, enough for him to prepare in advance.
When they got home, Aunt Sun had already prepared dinner. The dishes were all Shen Yunxing's favorites. He ignored Mr. Fu's advice and ate until he was full. As a result, he was so full that he leaned on the sofa, groaning. The man massaged his stomach for a long time before he felt better.
He half-closed his eyes and felt the touch of the man's warm palm on his abdomen. It was so warm that the tips of his ears started to burn.
Today's walking time was cancelled because of his fullness. He was a little unhappy, but when he thought about being able to stick together with Mr. Fu to watch TV series at eight o'clock, he smiled again.
After watching the online drama, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Fu Tingzhou saw that the boy was not moving. He turned his head and saw that the boy's head was nodding. He was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.
Fu Tingzhou shook his head and laughed, then picked up the boy and went back to the bedroom.
He didn't see that the boy in his arms had a triumphant smile on his face.
Put on the bed by Mr. Fu, Shen Yunxing, who was pretending to be asleep, noticed that the man was leaving. In a hurry, he covered his abdomen and groaned twice. The latter was frightened by him and sat down beside the bed.
"Yunxing?" Fu Tingzhou called worriedly, and then he quickly found something wrong.
The boy held his arms tightly, his eyelashes trembling, his cheeks slightly red, he didn't look like he was asleep, but rather like he was acting coquettishly.
He raised his hand and rubbed the boy's black short hair with amusement and helplessness, and said softly: "I won't leave, I'll stay here with you and the baby."
Mr. Fu found out that he was pretending to sleep?
Shen Yunxing's eyelashes trembled rapidly twice. He really wanted to open his eyes to see the man's expression at this moment, but if he really opened his eyes, what should he do if Mr. Fu didn't want to accompany him?
He had to do the whole act. Even if Mr. Fu found out that he was pretending, he had to bite the bullet and pretend to the end in order to achieve his goal!
So, he smacked his lips, muttered twice in his sleep, turned over, turned his back to the man and opened his eyes.
Mr. Fu shouldn't doubt his acting skills since he is so good.
He clutched the corner of the quilt and raised his ears to eavesdrop on the movements behind him until his back sank and his back touched the man's warm chest, and he immediately relaxed .
"Good night, little fool."
The man said with a smile, and because the two of them were too close, his breath hit his ears again and again, hot and itchy, making him satisfied and throbbing.
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The next day, at the old house of the Fu family.
“Grandpa, there’s news from Tingzhou. He has been very close to a boy recently. Not only do they live and eat together, but he also brings him to the company every day and stays there all day.” When it comes to his good cousin, Fu Jiaming hates him. Not
only does he not take him seriously in the company, but he also always assigns him some hard and unpresentable work. His position is obviously the same as that of Fu Jiarui’s illegitimate son, both of whom are managers, but the projects he is assigned are worlds apart. And some time ago, he used his advanced age as an excuse to let his father go home to share family time with grandpa, without any mercy at all!
It was all the fault of that bastard Fu Tingzhou. He must have been taking revenge on his family for what happened back then. Otherwise, Fu Jiarui, an illegitimate son, would not even be worthy of entering the Fu Group!
"Bang!"
Second Master Fu slammed the teacup to the ground and angrily cursed, "Asshole! How dare he get entangled with a man! Big brother, Yueshan, it's my fault that I didn't discipline Tingzhou for you!"
The old man tapped his cane again and again. Fu Yuehe, who was sitting at the bottom, looked at his eldest son, and the calculation in his eyes was revealed.
"Dad, do you still remember the will left by your uncle before he passed away?" Fu Yuehe said.
Mr. Fu is 88 this year, already an octogenarian, but he was diligent in exercising when he was young, and his spirits are still good. Not only that, the old man also knows how to enjoy life. Last year, he married a female star who is 50 years younger than him. At this moment, she is sitting next to him, smoothing his abnormal chest.
"What will?" the old man asked.
It has been more than ten years since his eldest brother passed away, and he has long forgotten it.
"Before he passed away, my uncle made a will, leaving 15% of his shares to his grandson, on the condition that Tingzhou gets married before the age of 30 and has children to have the right of inheritance."
Fu Yuehe looked at his father and reminded him, "Tingzhou is 30 years old this year, and he is still entangled with a man. I am afraid he will not have children. Naturally, this 15% of the shares should not continue to be held in his hands."
He has 5% of the shares, his father has 10%, Jiaming and Jiarui each have 6%, and there are several elders in the company who support his son. If he adds this 15%, he can surpass his good nephew and control the Fu Group!
He winked at his eldest son, who nodded slightly and immediately cried with a face full of tears.
"Grandpa, you don't know that since you and dad left the company, my cousin has never treated me as a human being. I haven't been around you often in the past two years because he always sent me out to do some rubbish projects worth less than a few million."
"I know I'm not capable enough, but I'm a manager after all. I'm not as good as a new employee who has just been in the company for two months. I don't have any face in front of my employees!"
"Are you telling the truth?" Grandpa Fu was so angry that his hands were shaking. Wen Xiaowan held his chest for a long time before he recovered.
"Let him go back to the old house. Big brother and Yue Shan are gone, but I, this old man, am still here!" The old man said, panting.
"I know, Grandpa. Don't get excited. Don't get yourself hurt by being angry." Fu Jiaming said these words of worry, but he was exchanging glances with Wen Xiaowan behind her back. Fu Yuehe, who was standing by, pretended not to see anything and just ate his own food.
...
9:30, Fu Group.
Shen Yunxing sat on the sofa with a tablet in his arms, eating snacks and watching TV series as usual.
There was a knock at the office. Fu Tingzhou called for someone to come in. Soon, a man in his early forties walked in. When he passed by the sofa, Shen Yunxing could clearly feel that the man's eyes swept over him.
He looked up in confusion, and when he met the man's disgusted and contemptuous gaze, his body suddenly froze.
This man looked like Mr. Fu.
"Tingzhou, I'm busy." The man said with a smile.
"Brother." Fu Tingzhou nodded to the man with a lukewarm attitude.
"Well, I've been busy recently, and the old man at home misses you. I was urged to invite you back to the old house early in the morning to get together." Fu Jiaming said.
"Sorry, I'm busy recently and can't spare the time."
Fu Jiaming's smile froze on his face, but in order to complete the task, he could only continue to persuade with kind words.
"It only takes about two hours to drive back to the old house. If you are tired and don't want to drive, I can be your driver. Tingzhou, I know you have opinions about me and my father, but the old man is already 88 years old and his health is getting worse day by day. Don't provoke him anymore."
Fu Tingzhou heard the meaning of his words and his eyes suddenly darkened.
"Time." He said coldly.
"Next Friday night."
He nodded, and then ignored Fu Jiaming and got busy with the work at hand.
Fu Jiaming wanted to say something to provoke him, but he didn't even look at him, so he didn't bother himself anymore. He turned around and glared at Shen Yunxing with resentment, then slammed the door and left the office.
Shen Yunxing frowned.
What a sick man, he was rejected by Mr. Fu, why did he turn around and take it out on himself, if he had the guts, he should confront Mr. Fu in person.
"I'm sorry for making you feel wronged." Fu Tingzhou walked up to the boy, touched his cheek and said.
Shen Yunxing shook his head: "Mr. Fu, I heard you call him big brother just now, so he must be Fu Yuehe's son?"
Fu Tingzhou nodded, then smiled and said: "It seems that you have heard a lot of gossip in the company these days."
"I only heard a little bit." The latter stretched out his index finger and thumb and gestured to the man.
Fu Tingzhou chuckled, he sat next to the boy and gently pinched the boy's fingers.
"My grandfather died early, and now it is my second uncle who lives in the old house. You don't have to be afraid of the old house. I am the one in charge of the Fu family. Even my second uncle has no right to interfere with any decision I make."
"Mr. Fu, I'm not afraid." Shen Yunxing held the man's hand with his backhand, his eyes clear and clean.
"So brave? Then do I not have to sleep with you tonight?" Fu Tingzhou joked with a smile.
"Of course I will. I'm afraid of the dark..." Shen Yunxing hung his head and said only half of the sentence, but his cheeks were already red with embarrassment.
In the following time, Shen Yunxing was busy preparing birthday gifts for Mr. Fu. Occasionally, when he ran into that idiot Fu Jiaming in the company, he pretended not to see the man's contemptuous eyes.
Fu Jiaming's repeated provocations failed, and he was almost angry.
"Bah! A bastard who climbs up to a man's bed, dares to be so arrogant! I want to see how you can still be so arrogant after I get the shares and make Fu Tingzhou's family become penniless!"
...
That day, Shen Yunxing took advantage of her husband's meeting and was alone in the lounge, frowning and thinking about how to install the parts in her hand, when she heard Mr. Fu's cell phone ringing on the bedside.
"Old Fu, are you free tonight? I'm coming to Yuncheng with Liu. Let's take little Yunxing out for a get-together?" Tang Che called and said.
"Brother Tang, Mr. Fu is in a meeting and forgot to bring his cell phone."
"Little Yunxing, I'm telling you the same thing. Let's make a deal. When Mr. Fu is done with the meeting, tell him. I'll send you the address later."
"Okay."
As soon as the call was hung up, there was a "ding dong" sound. It was Tang Che who sent the address.
He opened WeChat and saw Mr. Fu's pinned message, and his face instantly turned red.
The WeChat name Mr. Fu gave him was "Children at Home"!
How could he be young? Have you ever seen a child who can carry a baby? !
He blushed and changed his nickname to [Yunxing]. He looked at it and felt dissatisfied, so he endured the shame and changed it to [Boyfriend]. Looking at the three words "Boyfriend", his heart was pounding and his cheeks were getting redder and redder.
Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, and footsteps outside the lounge came closer.
He was startled, and hurriedly put away the half-assembled parts of the bed and hid them in the cupboard. In his panic, he completely forgot to change his nickname.
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