Someone must have just sent a message to my mother, so the phone lit up.
But how could a phone that had been unused for nearly half a year still have power?
The doubt was answered as soon as it arose. It turned out that the charging cable of the phone had never been unplugged.
With his fingertips flicking a few times, Fu Sishen hesitated whether to peek at his mother's phone.
Devil: Just take a look, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?
Angel: This is not good, how can you peek at your mother's **, you can't look!
Devil: Just take a look, just for a moment.
Angel: No!
The devil and angel in his heart fought each other, and in the end, the strong curiosity prevailed, and Fu Sishen slowly stretched out his sinful hand.
The lights in the room suddenly lit up, and Fu Sishen was so scared that he hid the entire phone in his pocket in an instant.
"Second Master, what are you doing?" It turned out that the nanny came to check because she heard some noise in her employer's house.
"No... nothing, I just came in to get something."
Fu Sishen smiled awkwardly, hurriedly unplugged the charger, and showed it to the nanny: "I forgot my mobile phone charger at the company, so I came to get my mother's charger."
After that, he hurried away with a guilty look on his face, leaving the nanny alone with a puzzled look.
"Does the model of the madam's mobile phone match that of the second master?"
In fact, the nanny didn't quite remember this question, and she was too lazy to pursue it. She yawned and went back to sleep sleepily.
"Bang!" The door was slammed shut, and Fu Sishen leaned his back against the door, panting violently for a few times to relieve his tension.
What is he...what is he doing?
Pulling out his mother's cell phone from his pocket, Fu Sishen felt that he had not slept too late tonight and his brain was short-circuited.
"What should I do now?"
Return it? No, who knows if the nanny is still there.
Not return it? It doesn't feel good, what if his father finds out?
After struggling for a long time, the phone in his palm suddenly vibrated.
Fu Sishen was frightened and flustered, and he unconsciously pressed the answer button.
"Gu Qingqing..." A haughty female voice sounded from the opposite side, "Do you like this game?"
"Huh?" Fu Sishen pinched his throat subconsciously in response.
"Do you have a cold?"
The person on the other side seemed to be very surprised by Yu Gu Qingqing's strange voice, but he didn't think much about it and continued to declare recklessly: "I'm coming back, and it's time for you to give up your position as the mistress of the Fu family."
Fu
Sishen: "???"
Where did this crazy woman come from?
She still wants to covet his mother's position, dream on!
Seemingly not caring about Gu Qingqing's answer, the woman on the other end of the phone continued to laugh crazily: "Do you like the gifts I gave you over the years? You should like them very much. You see, whether a man loves you or not can be seen from whether he is willing to restrain himself for you. But Fu Heng... secretly kept so many mistresses behind your back. You must be jealous, or hate him? Why don't you just leave him? Then I don't have to do so much to tell you the truth. Haha... silly woman."
Fu Sishen: "..."
I think you are a lunatic, and possibly a moron.
The phone was hung up, with only the echo of "beep, beep, beep".
Fu Sixhen's face was full of frost. He slowly pressed the recording button on his mobile phone and hung up the inexplicable late-night call.
"Heh... crazy woman." You are finally showing up.
The moonlight was slightly cold, projected into the house through the window curtains, hiding a pair of cold eyes in invisible shadows.
***
is home!
Qingqing jumped and ran to the Fu family villa. As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by Fu Sixhen.
"Mom... Bah! Qingqing, I know I was wrong, please forgive me! I'm stupid, I have no brains, I actually misunderstood you, and was cruel to you, Qingqing..."
Fu Sixhen's exaggerated cry echoed in the hall, and the devilish sound that filled her head made Qingqing's small body sway, and she was about to collapse.
A pair of big hands stretched out from behind, and roughly pulled Fu Sixhen away from Qingqing: "If you want to go crazy, go outside!"
Gu Lan rolled his eyes at his nephew, and then changed his face like a Sichuan opera, instantly changing into a brilliant smile, picked up the confused Qingqing from the ground, and threw her high.
"I just came back from a business trip. Did Qingqing miss me?"
"Yes...yes."
Qingqing grabbed Gu Lan's arm in a daze and answered instinctively.
What happened to these people at home today? This was
not only Qingqing's question, but also Fu Sizhen and Fu Heng's question.
After being carried into the house by Gu Lan, Qingqing turned her head and saw Fu Sishen still looking at her pitifully like a puppy. She found it interesting and couldn't help laughing.
Seeing that Qingqing had no intention of blaming him, Fu Sishen's eyes lit up, and he quickly came to Qingqing and offered her the gift he had prepared in a flattering manner.
It was a cup of milk tea with cheese and berries, Qingqing's favorite.
Fu Sishen knew
that this small amount of compensation was not enough to make up for his misunderstanding of Qingqing and his mother.
But gifts should be given according to one's heart. He was sure that even if he gave Qingqing his entire studio, it would be more economical to buy her a cup of milk tea.
Sure enough, when Qingqing saw the milk tea, her eyes lit up immediately and she stretched out her little hand to take it.
"Ahem..." Fu Heng pretended to cough twice.
Qingqing's little hand shrank subconsciously, and then a cup of still slightly warm milk tea was stuffed into her hand.
"If you are sick, go see a doctor." Gu Lan snatched the milk tea and stuffed it into his sister's arms without even looking at Fu Heng.
His sister Gu Lan was not so poor that she couldn't even afford a cup of milk tea.
"It's not good for children to drink too much milk tea." Fu Heng said with a dark face.
He was thinking about Qingqing's health.
"Then drink less. One or two sips is still okay."
Gu Lan said so, and Fu Heng couldn't stop him.
He sat beside them and watched the brother and sister having fun, sharing a cup of milk tea, and playing with Gu Lan's mobile phone together.
"Are you free?" Don't you have to go home to rest after just coming back from a business trip? "
I worked hard to complete a big project. How can I be worthy of myself if I don't take a few more days off." Gu Lan lazily stretched out on the sofa, treating this place as his own home, without any discomfort.
"Go home and rest if you want to rest."
What's the point of staying at his house?
"Don't you just can't stand my closeness to my sister? Do you have to drive me away so blatantly?"
Ha, Gu Lan had seen through the jealousy of men.
"I discovered something unexpectedly when I went out this time."
The slender fingertips rolled up a strand of fluff on Qingqing's forehead and twisted it in circles.
"What's the matter?" Fu Heng sat down in the seat closest to them.
"Your old lover is coming back."
Fu Sishen raised his eyes instantly.
"Who?" Fu Heng looked puzzled.
Where did his old lover come from?
"Ouyang Die." When Gu Lan read this name, his tone was a little inexplicably cold. The
fact that he was so gloomy towards Fu Heng after he came back must have something to do with the romantic debts he had in the past.
If Gu Lan hated Gu Qingqing at the beginning, he loved her as much as he did now, and his views on many things had also changed.
For example, his brother-in-law's romantic debts, which he didn't take seriously before, are now particularly glaring.
He wishes he could get rid of them one by one.
"Who is this?" Unexpectedly, Fu Heng had no impression of the name that
came out of Gu Lan's mouth . "Huh? You don't know who Ouyang Die is?" Gu Lan looked at Fu Heng unexpectedly, and even the fingers that were wrapped around Qingqing's forehead paused subtly. "My first love is your sister, and there is no old lover." This is the first time that Fu Heng publicly admitted his feelings for Gu Qingqing. "Are you kidding me?" But Gu Lan didn't believe it. He couldn't help but sit up straight, and his sharp eyes shot at Fu Heng, as if he wanted to dig out his heart and see through it. "I won't do such a boring thing." In fact, Fu Heng still thought Gu Lan was making trouble. "I think there is a big problem in the language communication between us." Burying his forehead in the crook of Qingqing's neck, Gu Lan sorted out his messy brain a little. "Who told you that I have an old lover?" Fu Heng noticed that something was wrong. "I don't know." Gu Lan said: "I heard someone say it by chance at a banquet. I don't know who said it. If I hadn't heard your name, I wouldn't pay special attention to these boring gossips." As a result, he was calculated by others. It was really... a clumsy method. "It looks like the hunter is about to appear." Fu Heng looked out the window, as if he could see through time and space thousands of miles away, and see another crazy woman who was grinning foolishly at his photo. "Let's wait and see." Gu Lan raised his head and showed an ambiguous smile. Beep... Zizi... The pinhole camera hidden in the dark suddenly made a malfunctioning noise, and then the screen went black. "Qingqing!" Fu Sishen quickly took out a few tissues to wipe Qingqing's clothes, frowning and scolding her while wiping: "Why are you so careless? Now you are all sticky. Don't you feel uncomfortable?" It turned out that Qingqing spilled the milk tea, which was all over her body, and even Gu Lan was not spared from being affected by the fish pond. "I'm sorry." Qingqing apologized pitifully. She just wanted to take the milk tea from her brother, but she didn't hold it firmly, so the milk tea fell. "It's okay, I don't blame you. Qingqing and uncle go upstairs to change clothes, okay?" Fu Heng gently took Qingqing and coaxed her upstairs, and called Gu Lan away with him. Gu Lan was also dirty, and he happened to be similar to Gu Lan, so he found a set of clothes that he had never worn before and let him try it on first. "Do you think..." Fu Sijin looked at his brother and said strangely: "The conversation between Dad and Uncle just now was so strange." In fact, not only the inexplicable conversation about his father's emotional problems was strange, but even his uncle's behavior was strange. Fu Sijin was sitting in a relatively convenient position, and happened to witness the whole process of Qingqing spilling the milk tea. The fault was not Qingqing's. In fact, it was Gu Lan who let go of Qingqing's hand before she could hold it firmly, which caused the milk tea to roll over, and the angle of the splash was also very subtle, and most of the milk tea spilled on his uncle himself. What is he doing? Looking for trouble? Fu Sijin's intuition told him that things were not that simple, but unfortunately the elders obviously had their own tacit understanding, and it was impossible for them to share information with them. "It's just a coincidence, hahaha..." After listening to his eldest brother's analysis, Fu Sijin's eyes darkened for a moment, and then he showed an awkward smile and casually perfunctorily said. He should know something too. Fu Sijin stared at his brother with a serious look: "Tell me, what are you hiding from me?" "Nothing, I have nothing to do, why should I hide anything from you?" He felt like he was talking in a roundabout way. Fu Sijin was secretly amazed at his elder brother's sharpness, but he didn't expect that it was actually his poor acting skills that were to blame. "I run an entertainment company." Fu Sijin said. "I know."
Isn't this something everyone knows?
If you don't know, you can find out by searching on the Internet.
After all, his brother is not a low-key person. He appears in financial reports every other day, and it is common for him to occupy the young entrepreneurs section.
However, Fu Sishen brought up this topic not to show off his own achievements: "Since you know it, why are you still acting in front of me?"
Do you really think he is blind and can't even see this lousy acting?
"Brother, don't ask."
Fu Sishen didn't want anyone to know about the fact that he stole his mother's mobile phone for the time being.
It's not because he was afraid of being scolded, but because he discovered a shocking secret. Before this secret is fully revealed, he plans to investigate it secretly.
Before that, he has to hide it from others and take his mother's mobile phone to find someone to unlock it.
Especially he can't let his brother know.
Fu Sishen already knew that Fu Sijian was going abroad for medical treatment. No one had told him what the specific illness was, but he knew that it couldn't be cured in the country, so it must be very difficult.
He didn't want to worry his elder brother.
Seeing the concern in his younger brother's expression, Fu Sijian was silent for a while, and finally stopped asking questions.
"I'm sorry." He patted Fu Sishen's shoulder: "There are some things I can't tell you now. When I'm mentally prepared, I will tell you everything."
"No..." Fu Sishen was confused: "Isn't this the line I should say?"
Don't steal the show like this.
It was getting late, Fu Sijian simply left his confused brother, picked up his coat and went out to work.
He had to take care of the company's affairs first, so as to avoid any big chaos after he left.
Fortunately, the cooperation with Director Gao went smoothly. Both teams were very mature. Even without his personal supervision, there would not be any major problems.
Director Gao could solve any problems.
Fu Sijian left, but Fu Sishen was still standing there in a daze.
After a long while, he realized it belatedly: "It turns out that everyone in the family has their own little secrets."
The plot was a bit exciting.
Shaking his head, Fu Sishen quickly ran away with the phone in his pocket while his father was still here.
The matter of him wrongly accusing Qingqing had not yet come to an end. Who knew if his father would settle accounts with him later?
He didn't know what he was thinking. He just gave a phone to unlock the screen protection password, but Fu Sishen actually drove to Linshi.
He was wandering around the neighborhood where his mother owned the property, and he was getting anxious.
He wanted to see that person, but he was afraid to see her, and he felt a little aggrieved.
Why didn't you tell me that you were going abroad to study?
Why didn't you ask me for help when you had tuition problems?
Why didn't you come to me when you came back? Why
...you...
Suddenly seeing a familiar figure from the corner of his eye, Fu Sishen immediately parked the car on the side of the road, hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and rushed out.
"It's so heavy..."
An Ran was holding two large shopping bags in both hands, holding her breath and moving towards the entrance of the neighborhood little by little.
It was all her fault for being greedy. When she saw the supermarket having a big sale, she couldn't help but rush in and grab a bunch of random things. As a result, she was happy with shopping for a while, but she was miserable when she returned home.
This lousy supermarket didn't even offer delivery, even though she had bought several thousand dollars' worth of stuff.
The worst part was that she couldn't get a taxi!
An Ran didn't know what bad luck she had today.
Well, it was mainly because the supermarket was too close to her home, and the taxi driver felt that he didn't make any money, so he didn't bother to take her order. As a result,
she had to carry such a heavy pile of stuff and take the bus for two stops to go home.
As they were about to arrive at the gate of the community, as long as they entered, they could ask the security uncle to help carry the stuff into the elevator.
An Ran just smiled with a triumphant smile, and her slender arm, which could not bear the weight, was grabbed by someone.
"An Ran!"
Gulp...
Several potatoes
rolled out of the scattered shopping bags and ran away in all directions.
The smile on An Ran's face gradually froze.
"Fu Sishen, you're going to die!"
The scallions slapped Fu Sishen with a crackling sound, and Fu Sishen, who was running out of breath and had not yet slowed down, was beaten into a panic.
He protected his head and dodged backwards while explaining hurriedly.
"I'm sorry, An Ran, I didn't mean it. I saw you were so happy just now that I didn't notice that you were holding so many things in your hands. Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, it hurts..."
In fact, it doesn't hurt, but it doesn't prevent Fu Sishen from feeling aggrieved like a 200-pound child.
The fingertips pressed the scanner, and the tightly closed door opened.
An Ran made a sullen face, turned around and motioned to Fu Sishen: "Come in."
Fu Sishen followed An Ran closely with a bunch of things, and stepped into the house under his mother's name for the first time.
As expected by Fu Sishen, the interior was decorated very cozy, and looked like the home of a... no, a mother and daughter.
Two pairs of commonly worn pink rabbit cotton slippers were placed at the door, with similar sizes, and it was obvious that they were for two ladies.
The quilts and other utensils on the table were mostly matching, which meant that An Ran was not the only one living in this house.
However, there was only one quilt filled with half-drunk water, which meant that the other resident was not here now, or had already stopped living in this house.
Fu Sishen felt like a detective, frantically searching for details from all kinds of clues in An Ran's house, fearing that another man's things would appear...
"You wear this."
An Ran casually put the shopping bag in her hand on the shoe cabinet, and then took out a pair of men's slippers from it and gave them to Fu Sishen.
...thing!
"Why are there men's slippers in your house?!"
Fu Sishen's hair stood on end for a moment, and he suddenly felt that the color of his head seemed to have changed a little.
An Ran rolled her eyes at Fu Sishen calmly, stood up, and took the other half of the shopping bag from him.
"Isn't it basic hospitality etiquette to prepare a variety of indoor shoes of different sizes?"
Who knew that a male guest would come to visit her house one day, and these slippers were not bought by An Ran herself, but prepared by Aunt Qing.
At that time, An Ran had the same doubts as Fu Sishen, but after listening to Aunt Qing's explanation, she understood.
Although there have been basically no male guests since the shoes were bought, the two uncles a few months ago were considered unexpected visitors.
I don't know if he was convinced by An Ran's words, or if her too calm attitude infected Fu Sishen. He forced himself to calm down, put on the shoes An Ran gave him, and stepped into the home of his girlfriend and his mother.
Why does it feel weird? What's wrong?
"What do you want to eat for lunch?"
An Ran found a few bags of food from a pile of shopping bags and walked into the kitchen with them.
"I'll help you."
Fu Sishen naturally took the things from An Ran's hand, helped her sort the things out, and then put them one by one in their proper places.
An Ran has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. She likes to put things neatly, and they have to be placed from small to large. Different things also have exclusive places, and they can't be mixed together. This makes it look comfortable.
At first, Fu Sishen was a little uncomfortable when he was with her, but he got used to it after a while.
He also developed the habit of tidying up things, which he has kept until now, so that every time the cleaning lady from the company came into his office to clean, she would smile happily.
It can be considered a small advantage brought out by him.
"Don't put the potatoes in the refrigerator. They just fell down. You have to eat them quickly, otherwise they will go bad easily."
An Ran stopped Fu Sishen from putting the potatoes in the refrigerator. She had already taken out the milk curry cubes and other things to prepare curry.
It happened that she bought a whole fresh chicken, and it would be very good to chop the chicken and stew it with potatoes in curry.
"Okay, I'll help you peel the potatoes."
Fu Sishen was very self-conscious. He habitually pulled out a small stool from under the shelf and sat there to prepare to peel potatoes.
An Ran handed him a peeling knife and then went to deal with other ingredients.
The two of them had a clear division of labor and soon stewed a large pot of curry.
Fu Sishen poked his head to look at the dishes in the pot, swallowed his saliva, and asked: "Add more mushrooms, I like them."
"Dried mushrooms need to be soaked in hot water again, don't rush."
An Ran had already soaked a large bowl of mushrooms waiting to be put into the curry. The person next to him was like a reincarnated mushroom spirit, crazy about mushrooms.
Alas, we are of the same roots, why are we so anxious to fight each other?
"You cooked so much, we can't finish it."
Fu Sishen always talked a lot when he was with An Ran, although he was usually an invisible chatterbox.
But at this time, he talked a lot.
"Can't I store the extra food in the refrigerator as a reserve food?"
"It's better to eat fresh food." Fu Sishen didn't agree with the view of reserve food, eating too much overnight food is not healthy.
"Then when you leave later, I'll pack some for you, and you can take it to passers-by A and the others."
Passers-by A is
Lu Renjia's nickname, and it also refers to the brothers who started a business with Fu Sishen.
An Ran accompanied Fu Sishen almost throughout his entire start-up period. When the company was in urgent need of manpower, she also went to cover for him for free. Of course, she knew all of Fu Sishen's friends.
And those people were actually her friends.
Fu Sishen suddenly grabbed An Ran's hand and said in a low voice, like a puppy whimpering: "Why... don't you want me anymore?"
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