Chapter 128 Mother

Fu Yian stared at the short message in shock for a long time.

He seldom spoke to his mother.

The last chat record was two months ago, in which he asked Yan Qi to order a set of jewelry for her.

He never took the initiative to send messages to his relatives, and his mother seldom contacted him, perhaps for fear of disturbing his work.

They both knew that they were not that close to each other.

Because of the arranged marriage, my mother has never been happy. Even though Fu Yi'an is really outstanding, he can't make up for the youth she has missed.

Moreover, before the divorce, Fu Jianbo had already pursued someone else.

But those things were not something Fu Yian could decide. All he could do was try his best to compensate her.

Seeing that Fu Yian did not reply for a long time, another message came from the other side.

"Don't you have time? It doesn't matter, just go do your thing first."

Fu Yian came back to his senses, thought for a moment and replied, "Tonight."

His mother settled in England a long time ago and seldom returned home.

Counting the days, they haven't seen each other for nearly a year.

Fu Yian lowered his eyes.

Now that he has already lived in this world, he will do his best to maintain his original relationships.

Moreover, he did not feel any resistance when facing this woman who looked like his mother.

Fu Yi'an didn't expect him to agree, and after a while he sent an explanation: "I wanted to send you a set of clothes, but after asking Yan Qi I found out that you were not in the country."

"I didn't mean to ask about your whereabouts."

Fu Yian's mother, Shen Yi, was also a socialite of status and position, and she also ran many businesses.

The clothing company she owns is a world-famous high-end luxury brand.

Whenever the company had a new exhibition or designed new clothes, she would send Fu Yian some customized dresses, many of which were designed by her herself.

Fu Yian replied that it was okay, his whereabouts were not a secret.

Many of Fu’s collaborations are public.

After Fu Yian agreed on a time and place to meet with her, he found out that Yan Qi had already told him about this matter, but he was so busy with work that he didn't notice it.

Because it was a spur of the moment decision, Fu Yian looked at the time and it was almost five o'clock.

The appointment was for 7pm, and time was running out. The manor was still some distance from the bustling city center, so Fu Yian prepared to leave as soon as he told Yu Cheng.

But after coming out of the study, Fu Yian did not see Yu Cheng.

The kind-looking butler stood in the living room. Fu Yian walked up to him and asked hesitantly, "Where is Yu Cheng?"

The housekeeper said respectfully, "Mr. Yu just had something to tell you. He estimated that he would be back in an hour."

Fu Yian nodded, thought for a moment and said nothing more, just looked at the housekeeper: "I'm going out, is there a car here?"

The housekeeper took Fu Yi'an into the underground garage.

"Yes, but you must bring a bodyguard with you when you go out."

Fu Yian followed him to the car and said, "Okay."

He didn't expect that Yu Cheng would have such a garage full of cars here even though he didn't live here for long.

He never thought that this entire garage was taken away by Yu Cheng from someone else.

The butler took out the walkie-talkie and gave a few instructions. Soon two strong men in black clothes appeared in the garage.

Fu Yian looked at the people who looked like they were in a police and gangster movie, and rubbed his forehead which was a little painful.

I understand. I understand.

After all, we are abroad, so it never goes wrong to prepare more manpower.

One of the muscular men sat in the driver's seat, and the other stood in the back seat and opened the car door for Fu Yian.

"Ma'am, please get in the car!"

He has a loud voice, but his Chinese pronunciation is a little awkward, with a peculiar foreign accent.

Fu Yian was stunned when he heard that strange name.

He endured the veins on his forehead and said in a quick and fierce voice: "Don't call me that. If you have nothing to do, just shut up and don't say anything."

After saying that, he got into the car and slammed the door shut.

The bodyguard looked at the butler in confusion. It was clear that this was how their boss had trained them before!

The housekeeper smiled and whispered to him, "Listen to this one."

Fu Yi'an frowned. How did Yu Cheng cultivate these smart yet brainless subordinates?

He sighed.

Compared with Yu Cheng's subordinates, it now seems that Yan Qi is indeed the most reliable.

He shouldn't have wavered in his trust in Yan Qi because of Jiao Xian's ability.

Fu Yian lowered his head, picked up his phone and transferred 28,000 yuan to Yan Qi.

Yan Qi replied quickly: "What's wrong, boss? Do you need to rebook a flight back home?"

Fu Yian paused, then he remembered how Yan Qi knew that he and Yu Cheng had left! ?

Thinking that Yan Qi was not surprised at all about his disappearance from last night until now, Fu Yian's lips relaxed.

Sure enough, the people around him had already submitted to Yu Cheng?

Fu Yian's face was cold and he even wanted to take back the transfer he had just made.

He pinched his brows, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and said to Yan Qi: "Let's spend a day in England with the business trip subsidy."

Yan Qi took the money and thanked him.

Fu Yian often transferred some money to him in addition to his salary, but he didn't think much about it.

Fu Yian hesitated for a while, but finally suppressed the words "stay away from Jiao Xian".

If they really didn't contact each other, Yan Qi would have spent the entire night looking for him.

He sighed and looked out the window.

*

A little after six o'clock, Fu Yian arrived at the restaurant he had agreed to meet with Shen Yi.

The agreed location was an elegant and noble French restaurant. When Fu Yian pushed open the door of the private box, he saw the charming woman sitting in front of the luxurious night view.

Even in the cold winter, she still wears beautiful and exquisite long dresses.

She crossed her legs and leaned slightly to the side, her posture as elegant as a standard model, and her cool eyes fell on Fu Yian.

From Fu Yian's outstanding appearance, it can be inferred that Shen Yi's appearance will only be more outstanding.

Even though she is over 40, there is still no trace of time on her face, and her deep eyes are even more gentle and moving.

"Good evening."

Fu Yian walked over to the seat opposite her and sat down. He looked at the bunch of clean and soft white jasmine on the table, distracted for a moment before nodding.

"Good evening."

He paused before continuing, "Mother."