Fu Wenquan felt his father was taking things for granted. "Dad, if it were that simple, would I still be unable to convince him today? Would Old Man Qin still go to Grandpa to complain? Would you still send us to the mental hospital for a few days?"
"Not only does he not admit that he remembered his past life, he also refuses to admit that he is a member of the Fu family and he even hates us."
Fu Wenhui said bitterly, "Dad, the things in your study might be in his hands!"
Fu Bolun's pupils suddenly shrank. The property he hid in the secret room was his life savings!
Whenever he thought of their theft, his heart bleeds!
"If he doesn't want to come, tie him up and bring him here!"
Fu Wenquan disagreed, "Dad, our relationship with him is already bad. If we continue to do this, it will only push him further away."
"He was able to keep his past life a secret from us for six years, working tirelessly without complaint. This shows that he is a person who values feelings very much."
"When dealing with him, it's best for us to impress him with our emotions."
Fu Wenhui: "If you can move him with your emotions, then you will be able to move him."
"Don't you see how much he has changed now?"
"He's clearly a wolf cub! We weren't the ones who killed her!"
Fu Bolun was touched by her last words.
If he got rid of Fu Lao Er, he would help Qin Jian avenge the murder in his previous life.
Qin Jian’s resentment towards the Fu family should have disappeared by now, right?
He wants to take back the property in the study!
He also wants the protection of the Rockefeller family!
On the day when the Qin family's twins were one month old, Qin Jian did not hold a big celebration, but instead invited close friends to his home for dinner.
None of Qin Jian’s friends knew that the twins, a boy and a girl, were Qin Jian’s lifeblood.
Wilson, a man who dislikes children and gets annoyed when he hears a child crying, didn't dare to say a bad word about Qin Jian's child.
The phone on the table rang.
Wilson handed it to Qin Jian casually.
Qin Jian answered the phone. It was Fu Bolun on the other end. "Qin Jian, I have avenged you. You can go home now."
Qin Jian felt confused and hung up the phone.
He still didn't know what was going on. This month he had been accompanying his wife and taking care of the children. His life was fulfilling and happy. He had no idea what was happening outside.
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