Chapter 144
With the documents that had not been delivered to his desk, Chen Yuan turned around and walked back, grabbing Lao Deng from the engineering department who was about to deliver a report: "Don't go. Going at this time is like committing suicide."
"Oh, something happened?" Old Deng was a sharp man, and he immediately smelled something strange. "Assistant Chen, can you tell me more?"
"Don't ask about Mr. Fu's affairs," Chen Yuan said and sent the man away.
About an hour later, he went in to deliver coffee, but Mr. Fu's expression did not improve.
But he had a rough guess.
President Fu has always been in a very stable mood. The group's development trend has been good recently. Even President Ping and President Fu's uncle were frightened by the four brothers' joint efforts to deal with Boyuan, and they dared not make trouble again. There is nothing worth President Fu's worry.
Therefore, there must be something wrong in the relationship between Mr. Fu and Zhou Xing.
Count on your fingers.
Zhou hasn't been to the group for four consecutive days.
No wonder Mr. Fu is upset.
*
Song Xingqi was in a bad mood these days. His eyes were swollen and the swelling wouldn't go down. Every time he touched the pillow and thought of Fu Chen, he felt very uncomfortable.
"Sunday, the sun is nice today, take out your pillows and quilts and dry them in the sun," my mother wiped the railings on the balcony and wiped the dust off the railings for drying them in the sun.
"Oh," Song Zhouqi responded weakly, and returned to the room in slippers, looking dazed. As soon as he entered the room, he forgot what his mother asked him to do. It was not until his mother called him for the second time that he remembered that she wanted to dry the quilt.
He picked up the pillow and found traces of dried water on it. In order to prevent his mother from finding out, he immediately removed the pillowcase.
But Liu Xuan happened to come in and saw it: "What are you doing dawdling?"
"The pillowcase is dirty and I want to wash it," said Song Zhouqi.
"It got dirty so quickly? I just washed it two days ago," Liu Xuan said as she was about to take the pillowcase from her son's hand.
Song Zhou was shocked and crumpled the pillowcase into a ball and pulled it tightly.
"Do you think I won't know if you hide it?" Liu Xuan tapped his eyes. "Look at you, you look like a rabbit with red eyes every day. Do you think I don't know that you secretly shed tears at night? I just won't expose you."
“.......”
"Bring it here."
Song Zhouqi handed it in obediently.
Liu Xuan shook it off and took a look. She sighed, pulled her son to sit down, and said earnestly, "Xingxi, you are an adult and have graduated from high school. Mom doesn't object to you having someone you like, but love is about separation and reunion. You have to learn to adjust your emotions and slowly get over it. For example, go for a run or play ball, or go back home early?"
"Back home?"
"Yeah, didn't your grandparents call yesterday and say they missed you? Don't you have to go back and see them early?"
"Hmm..." Song Zhouqi pursed her lips and made a nasal sound, but she couldn't nod her head.
He also missed his grandparents, and he ate the smashed cucumbers made by his grandfather. However, leaving Xinhai would mean leaving Fu Chen. The key point was that he had no relationship with Fu Chen, and they were just friends at most. In this way, they would have very little contact in the future, and gradually they might even stop contacting each other. He had already imagined that he and Fu Chen would be like strangers.
Every breath I took made my heart ache.
Are you leaving?
Do you want to go? Do you want to go? Do you want to go?...
He is very anxious!
"Sunday," Liu Xuan called him.
Song Zhouqi came back to his senses and clenched his hands into fists on his legs.
Liu Xuan asked, "Is she very beautiful?"
"Beautiful?" Song Xingqi didn't know why her mother asked that, but Fu Chen couldn't be described as beautiful. "He is very good-looking and handsome."
"So you like this? Heroic and heroic?" Liu Xuan pictured the image of a girl with short hair, capable, and energetic.
Then, I heard my son say, "He is also very tall, about 1.93 meters tall. When he punches, the muscles on his arms bulge. He has many scars on his back, but it doesn't affect him at all. He looks more heroic this way. He is very strong."
“……….”
Originally, Liu Xuan wanted to know if this girl was very beautiful, so that she would let her son always think about her and then educate him on appearance. Appearance is not the most important thing for a person, so there is no need to be obsessed with it. Now it seems that this girl is a female King Kong!
Since he is not obsessed with looks, could it be that he has a good personality? But if he has a good personality, why did he actively pursue Zhou Xing and then dump her?
"Ah... this..."
"Mom, do you have something to say to me?" Song Xingqi felt that her mother was hesitant to speak.
"It was there just now, but it's gone now."
"?" Song Xingqi was confused.
"You have a unique taste. Let me work on the language."
“.......”
Song Junhao didn't come back for lunch, so Liu Xuan simply cooked two dishes. In the afternoon, she took her son out.
Song Xingqi followed his mother into the supermarket. He pushed the shopping cart with his head slightly drooped, and the loose hair on his forehead fell down to cover his eyes. He could hear his mother asking for his opinion from time to time, but he was always distracted, so he just said "hmm" twice in response to his mother's questions.
Toot.
A slight message alert sound floated into my ears.
Whoosh, the bright light bloomed again in Song Xingqi's clear eyes.
It’s Fu Chen!!!
I took out my cell phone and saw that it was indeed!
Fu Chen asked him out again!
[Sunday, do you have time today? Come out and meet me. I want to talk to you in person.]
He always rejects Fu Chen, so Fu Chen must find it strange and it is understandable that he wants to ask him out for a talk. Song Xingqi has expected it!
But his eyes were still swollen, he couldn't see Fu Chen yet, and his mood was not yet adjusted.
The bright eyes dimmed.
Type your reply slowly.
He thought of an excuse in just a few seconds, but he felt very guilty for telling so many lies. He also didn't want to deceive Fu Chen all the time, so he pursed his lips tightly for a while, using a way of refusing but not lying.
[Fu Chen, is it okay for us not to meet for the time being?]
The information has been edited.
After hesitating for a while, Song Xingqi pressed the send button.
"What day? What day?"
Mom was calling him.
"Ah?" Song Xingqi quickly put away his phone.
Liu Xuan shook her head helplessly: "I just want to ask you if you want to buy some fruit. Fruit is on sale today."
"Oh..." Song Xingqi said listlessly, "Buy it, Mom."
"Help me carry the bag."
"Um."
....
After shopping, Song Xingqi helped her mother carry the shopping bags out of the supermarket.
In a car parked on the side of the road, Fu Chen was watching Song Zhouxing and his mother walking on the side of the road.
Before coming, he asked the person in charge of Ruida Decoration Company who was in contact with Zhou Xing's father, and asked him a few questions about Zhou Xing's family situation. He learned that Zhou Xing had not gone out much recently, had not sprained his ankle, and had never had any small flies in his eyes. He thought that Zhou Xing was lying, and receiving the message from Zhou Xing that "we will not meet for the time being" was like a stab of a knife.
There must be some problem between him and Zhou that he doesn't know about.
The air in the car was very oppressive. The driver dared not breathe, but had to ask: "Mr. Fu, where are we going next?"
"You go back first, I'll drive myself." Fu Chen said.
"Okay," the driver, eager to escape from the suffocating atmosphere, got out of the car immediately, respectfully handed the car keys in through the back seat window, and then drove away.
Fu Chen sat in the car silently, his face extremely grim.
When they got home, Liu Xuan told her son to go to his father's place and left quickly. Song Zhouqi had just walked in when Fu Chen arrived.
"Week."
“!!!!”
Song Xingqi was suddenly startled, the hairs on his body stood up, his head buzzed, he turned around, closed the door, bang!
All in one go.
“........”
Fu Chen had no choice but to knock on the door: "Xingqi, I see you, open the door for me."
Song Zhouxing held his breath and didn't say anything.
As long as you keep silent, Fu Chen will give up and leave.
"Zhou, I won't leave today unless you open the door."
Song Xingqi pursed his lips, thought of a way, pinched his nose and spoke to the crack of the door: "Sorry, you recognized the wrong person, I am not Xingqi, I am Xingqi's cousin, Xingqi is out, and he will not be back today."
"Do you think I can believe your lies?"
"......"
"I'm telling the truth," Song Zhouqi said louder and louder as he became more guilty.
"I recognize your voice."
"You're lying."
"I don't lie to people, I only lie to puppies."
"Woo..." Song Zhouxing made a whining sound out of habit because Fu Chen seemed to be bullying him.
Since he wouldn't listen to his talk, Fu Chen could only play tricks on his Zhou Xing: "I have evidence of your cowardice. If you don't open the door, I will send the evidence to your friends. Aren't you afraid that they will laugh at you?"
Cowardice is Song Xingqi's weakness, and he thinks he is very brave in front of Fu Chen and not timid at all. How did Fu Chen find out?
How did I get caught being timid?
"I, I'm not a coward!" Song Xingqi suddenly opened the door and clenched his hands tightly, "Fu Chen, delete the evidence!"
"Then tell me first, why are your eyes swollen?"
Before, outside the supermarket, the distance was far, and Fu Chen only confirmed that it was Zhou Xiao by the familiar figure, but he didn't see how swollen Zhou Xiao's eyes were. His heart suddenly tightened and he felt very distressed.
Are your eyes swollen from crying?
Why are you crying?
Which bastard caused this?
In an instant, his eyes were covered with a dark haze, and a violent storm was almost brewing in his eyes. He couldn't bear to mess with the precious child he doted on and protected, so how could he let others bully him?
"Did someone say something to you at the banquet that day?"
He stepped in, his tall figure looming over Song Xingqi, not giving him any chance to push him out, and closed the door behind him.
Song Zhouqi tilted his head to take a look and realized that he had been cheated.
Fu Chen is a hundred million bad guys!
But now it’s not a question of whether to lie or not. What he was worried about has happened, and Fu Chen is questioning him.
"No," Song Zhouqi said, "No one said anything to me."
"Then why are you hiding from me? And why are your eyes swollen?"
The abnormality of the week made Fu Chen very anxious. Not only did he have no energy to deal with his work, he also felt anxious.
Song Zhouqi hesitated: "I don't really want to tell you the reason."
There was no point in saying it, because Fu Chen had no intention of pursuing him. Part of the reason why Fu Chen was nice to him was because Fu Chen was a good person, and also because they had lived together, so they had the friendship between relatives. Saying it out loud would make both of them very embarrassed.
"Okay, if you don't want to talk about it, then I'll ask you, and you just nod or shake your head?"
"good."
"Did I accidentally do something that disgusts you?"
Song Zhouqi shook his head.
"What did I say wrong that made you unhappy and upset?"
Shake your head again.
"Are you tired of working with me all the time and find it boring?"
Still shaking his head.
"You had a fight with your parents at home and you're in a bad mood and don't want to see anyone?"
Song Zhouqi still shook his head.
It’s not this, it’s not that. The more Fu Chen asked, the more his brows furrowed. What happened to his baby Zhou Xing?
He was about to ask more, but Song Xingqi raised his hand to stop him: "Fu Chen, don't ask anymore."
"Are you going to tell it yourself?"
"No, I'm a little dizzy from the shaking."
“.......”
As he spoke, Song Xingqi even shook a bit.
Fu Chen grabbed his arm and held it. If there was no problem between him and Zhou Xing, he would have picked him up immediately, held Zhou Xing's wrist and pulled him to the living room: "I didn't want to be abrupt, but I can't rest easy until the problem is solved. Let's sit down and talk slowly. I have plenty of time today."
Now that you're here, there's no reason to go back with any questions.
"Fu Chen, do you mean to stay at my house?" Song Xingqi asked.
Fu Chen said: "Yes."
"!" Song Zhouxing clenched his palms. If Fu Chen was determined to stay, he would not be able to push him out at all. The power gap between them was too great.
If Fu Chen refuses to leave, he will get to the bottom of the matter. Once his embarrassing moments are exposed, he will dig a hole in the ground!
As he thought about it, Song Zhouxing became angry and embarrassed.
He got angry for a moment.
"All right."
Song Zhouqi compromised and was very considerate: "Fu Chen, do you want tea or coffee? I have some drinks at home."
Fu Chen really didn’t know whether he should be angry or hug the person and give him a good scolding. Is it time to drink now?
But if someone is right under my nose, I won’t let him fly away even if he has wings.
He showed his patience and said, "Coffee."
"Uh...no coffee."
"......." Fu Chen was silent, "Change the tea."
"No tea either."
"So you're just being polite to me?"
Song Zhouqi pouted: "The drinks are real."
"Drinks then."
Song Zhouxing walked to the refrigerator in the kitchen, opened the door, and was stunned.
There was a brand new, unopened bottle of orange juice in the refrigerator, but now it's gone.
He clearly remembered that his father asked him if he wanted a drink during dinner yesterday. He was not in the mood at the time and did not want to drink anything, so his father put the orange juice back and told him to get it whenever he wanted.
I glanced at the trash can in the kitchen and saw an empty drink bottle in it.
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Dad must have secretly drunk it in the middle of the night.
Just when Song Xingqi was struggling in the kitchen over whether to pour Fu Chen a glass of boiled water or go out to buy a drink, Fu Chen received a call from Fu Zhan.
A solemn word: "Speak."
Fu Zhan didn't have a big deal. He just wanted to ask his eldest brother. He had caught evidence of their aunt's son-in-law doing something in the group. Should he fire him directly, or give their aunt some face and let her son-in-law stay? But he caught an extremely bad mood from his eldest brother's tone, so he immediately put aside what he wanted to ask and gossiped first: "Brother, are you still arguing with Xingqi?"
"You called just to ask about this? Don't you have anything else to do?"
"I'm concerned about you, big brother," Fu Zhan said, "You don't want to see you on Sunday, don't you think you want to break up with me?"
"separate?"
"yes."
"We haven't talked about how to break up?"
"Oh," Fu Zhan laughed and said, "I, Second Brother, Third Brother, Duoduo, Maotuan, Xiaoha, we all know that you and Xingqi are in love, but you don't know it?"
The man's dark pupils shook violently, and then he became angry: "Who is spreading rumors behind this?"
"That's what Zhou said himself."
"That's all right."
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