In the magnificent restaurant, the atmosphere was as thick and sticky as a swamp, making it hard for the maids and housekeepers around them to breathe.
When gods fight, the devils suffer.
Father Fu overturned a table full of high-quality ingredients, and the crackling sound of broken dishes could be heard for a long time.
Fu Yan leaned against the door frame of the restaurant, quietly watching the father in name only yelling and making a fuss.
He is no longer the young boy who can't control anything.
In less than a year, he kicked his chauvinistic father out of the board of directors and firmly sat in the position of head of the Fu family.
At first, the arrogant parents thought he had finally come to his senses and was over his rebellious phase.
It didn't take long for them to find that their well-behaved and obedient son was out of control and no longer listening.
Father Fu went from being the controller to being the controlled, and the huge gap made him collapse for a while.
But he quickly cheered up. As long as he still held the title of Fu Yan's father, Fu Yan could not ignore him.
Fu Yan was too lazy to watch his father's show anymore. "It's up to you whether you want to see him or not."
After he finished speaking, he left the old Fu family house where he had been imprisoned for more than ten years.
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Fu Yan arrived at the Wen family's house at around eight o'clock in the morning. At this time, only Wen's mother and Wen Liyu were at home.
Wen Liyu took advantage of her pregnancy and slept as long as she wanted, and no one cared about her.
The question is, the child wants to sleep, not her.
"Has Xiaofu had breakfast?" Wen's mother is a typical southern beauty, with a temperament as gentle as water.
Fu Yan had never felt such care before. He lowered his head awkwardly and greeted her with difficulty, "I've eaten. Has Auntie eaten?"
"I haven't eaten yet." Mother Wen smiled embarrassedly, "What did Xiaofu eat this morning? If you don't mind, come with me and eat some more."
"Xiaoyu won't wake up for about half an hour, please wait a moment."
"As you say." Fu Yan followed her into the restaurant. "It won't be a problem. It's normal for her to be...drowsy now."
"That's good." Mother Wen saw that he was indeed not impatient because of the waiting, and her impression of her cheap son-in-law improved a little.
By the time Wen Liyu woke up and came downstairs, Fu Yan had already restored his image of "rapefully seizing a woman" in Wen's mother's mind.
The atmosphere of their conversation was quite harmonious. Mother Wen also asked about the Fu family indirectly. When she heard Fu Yan say that he was the one who made the decisions at home, although she was puzzled, she also felt relieved.
As soon as Wen Liyu came downstairs, she was immediately stared at by both of them. "Good morning, Mom."
"It's still early?" Mother Wen stood up and took her by the hand, pinching her nose, "It's almost noon."
Wen Liyu smiled sheepishly, "I'm sleepy."
"Okay, go and eat and change your clothes. Xiao Fu has been waiting for a long time." Wen's mother helped her tidy up her hair and asked her to go to the restaurant for breakfast.
"Yeah." Although Wen Liyu didn't greet Fu Yan, she glanced at him several times out of the corner of her eye.
Every time she peeked, she would meet Fu Yan's gaze directly, as if he was paying attention to her, just waiting for her to turn around.
Mother Wen saw their interaction and a smile appeared in her eyes.
It was almost eleven o'clock when Wen Liyu was ready. Fu Yan didn't say anything, but led her out and talked to Wen's mother for a few more words. He was very gentlemanly throughout the whole process and made people feel more favorable towards him.
"Will your parents get angry if you wait too long?" Wen Liyu frowned slightly in annoyance.
"No." Fu Yan sat beside her and turned to look at her. "Don't worry, you just need to take care of the food. Don't worry about anything else."
"Really?" Wen Liyu blinked in surprise, "That's not very polite."
"It's okay." Fu Yan seemed afraid to look her in the eye and quickly looked away. "They won't mind."
"That's good." Wen Liyu felt relieved and her body was no longer stiff. She leaned back relaxedly.
The two arrived at the Fu family's old house. Wen Liyu asked the driver to help carry the gift in. She walked to Fu Yan, raised her hand and then put it down.
Fu Yan saw her little movement, paused, took his hand out of his pocket, reached out and loosely held her hand.
Wen Liyu felt her hand burned by the warmth of his palm, and the scorching temperature slowly spread upwards to her cheek.
Her cheeks are rosy and shiny, and she looks full of collagen, which is very eye-catching.
"Don't be nervous." Fu Yan thought she was blushing because of nervousness, so he lowered his head and whispered to comfort her, "I'll take care of everything."
Wen Liyu looked up at him, her eyes sparkling in the sunlight, "...Okay."
Without saying a word, they walked to the gate. The housekeeper of the old house was already waiting at the door, bowing respectfully, "Please come in."
As soon as I entered the living room, I heard the laughter of a young woman.
Wen Liyu blinked, her gaze swept across the middle-aged uncle, aunt and young woman, and immediately matched their respective identities.
Fu Yan spoke first, "Dad, Mom, this is Li Yu, my fiancée."
Wen Liyu smiled generously, and together with him, she ignored the young woman whose expression suddenly turned ugly. "Uncle and aunt, hello."
Neither Mr. Fu nor Mrs. Fu responded, and the atmosphere became very strange.
Mother Fu ignored them both and turned to the girl and said, "Xiaolu, this is your Brother Fu. You haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"
"Yeah." Xiao Lu quickly recovered and forced a smile, "Brother Yan, do you still remember me?"
Fu Yanzheng led Wen Liyu to sit on the sofa. After hearing her words, he glanced at her and coldly said three words, "I don't remember."
"...Haha, Fu Yan just loves to joke around," Fu's mother said, trying to smooth things over. "You two used to play house all the time. Xiaolu was the mom and you were the dad, right?"
"Aunt, this is all in the past." Xiao Lu's cheeks flushed at the right time, as if she was being teased, and she looked at Fu Yan with shy eyes.
"You're still shy. You're so thin-skinned. What are you going to do in the future?"
Fu's mother and she would talk back and forth, making a childhood event sound extremely ambiguous.
"Did I ever play games when I was a kid?" Fu Yan asked calmly, "I remember that whenever I had free time, I was attending cram school. I had no time to play games at all."
"Mom, didn't you say that this was a game only retarded children would play?"
Mother Fu had long forgotten that she had ever said such words. When her own son slapped her in the face, her face turned pale and blue.
Xiaolu, who was also ridiculed, also had a very unhappy expression on her face.
"What are you doing? You quarrel with your mother as soon as you get home?" Father Fu threw the teacup on the table. The fact that he didn't throw it on the ground in front of the guests was a result of his restraint.
"I already told you last night." Fu Yan ignored his rage, "I will bring my fiancée back today."
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