Chapter 85 Favoring Yu Cheng to the Extreme

The bright office was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if even the air was blocked from flowing.

Fu Yian was wearing a thin, neat white shirt with the top button buttoned neatly. His figure was smooth and his back was straight.

He pursed his light-colored thin lips and said nothing. His nose was straight, his eyebrows were sharp, and his amber eyes were cold and emotionless. However, he made Fu Yishao, who was standing next to Fu Yian, take several steps back.

Fu Yishao quickly said, "You are my brother, please don't be angry first."

He pointed to his neck and asked tentatively: "This was really... Yu Cheng's doing?"

Fu Yian stared at him quietly without saying a word.

He wondered if there was too little work left for Fu Wenwei, which led to Fu Yishao being able to just drop his work and wander around.

Seeing that the sense of oppression around Fu Yian was getting stronger and stronger, Fu Yishao finally put away his smiling face and sighed.

"You still tolerate him so much."

Even without Fu Yi'an's admission, Fu Yishao could be sure that it was definitely done by that kid Yu Cheng.

If it was someone else... Fu Yishao shuddered. How could someone else be able to get close to Fu Yian?

He said that the relationship between the two has always been very good.

Even if they are cousins ​​who are good friends, it is impossible for them to treat each other the same way Fu Yian treats Yu Cheng.

In the end, there will be some competition.

After hearing what Fu Yishao said, Fu Yian's light eyes flashed.

"Still?"

Was he also very tolerant of Yu Cheng in the past?

Isn’t this the case because Yu Chengxue learned to act coquettishly and he was unable to resist?

Fu Yishao walked to the sofa opposite and sat down. He glanced at Fu Yian, then looked away, feeling heartbroken.

"I never thought you could pamper him to the bed."

Fu Yian's expression turned cold, and Fu Yishao, who was sitting opposite him, immediately became obedient.

"I'm just telling the truth."

Fu Yian raised his hand and touched his neck. When his fingers brushed over some marks, there was a slight stinging pain, which made Fu Yian frown.

Although he knew that he had always been infatuated with Yu Cheng, he didn't think it was so obvious.

Fu Yian coughed lightly: "Is my preference for him obvious?"

Hearing this, Fu Yishao slapped his thigh and looked at him with an expression that said "you have no heart".

"Isn't it obvious?"

Fu Yishao stared at him with eyes wide open and sighed: "You are good in everything, but you are too used to Yu Cheng."

Fu Yian's lips flattened, "Don't I also reward and punish him clearly?"

He didn't feel that he had lost his balance in front of his brother.

Fu Yishao listened to his stubborn words and knew that he could not wake up a person who was pretending to be asleep.

He leaned back on the sofa, picked up his phone and scrolled through it, casually talking about the past.

"When I was little, the third child asked me many times who was your biological brother."

Fu Yian frowned: "What does this have to do with the Third Brother?"

The third child is his eldest uncle’s son. He is the third child in their generation and one year younger than Fu Yian.

Fu Yishao thought for a moment and continued, "During the summer when Yu Chenggang came, we all lived in the old house."

"The third child and the sixth child were playing together. They thought it was too hot outside and insisted on playing ball in the living room. They broke the vase that Grandpa had collected for a long time."

"You gave them both a good scolding, and the third and sixth children had no pocket money for the entire summer vacation."

Fu Yi'an paused and recalled what happened in the past.

The summer after Yu Cheng arrived, Mr. Fu had already gone to Beijing, but many of the Fu family's relatives did not follow him immediately because many of their children were enrolled in Haicheng and it was inconvenient for them to transfer schools temporarily.

So several children lived together in an old house in Haicheng during one summer vacation, waiting for their parents to provide them with financial support.

That was also the first month that Yu Chenggang had come to the Fu family. He actually couldn’t remember exactly what it was like.

"He deserves to be punished. The third brother was already seventeen years old at the time, and he was still making trouble." Fu Yian said in a cold voice.

Fu Yishao curled his lips. Who among the children who grew up in a family like theirs would have the habit of saving money?

I haven't had any pocket money for two months and I'm almost isolated by my friends.

Fu Yian really did what he said. He even notified his grandfather, and no one dared to give money to the third child. Even his aunt was helpless.

The third child was still in adolescence at the time. He was too embarrassed to go out during the entire summer vacation and insisted on making up for the lessons at home for two months. Whenever his friends called him, he would say he had to go to class and refused to see anyone.

He was embarrassed to go out without money. The third brother came to him a few days ago and said that he always remembered the embarrassment of that summer vacation, but because of the tutoring, he successfully passed the IELTS and was free to study abroad in college. He is very happy now.

Fu Yi'an looked at Fu Yishao's pouting mouth, somewhat puzzled: "Although he was punished, he was not deprived of food and drink."

He doesn't think it's a painful thing to have no pocket money.

If you are really short of money, you can always make money by taking orders and starting a business.

The programs he wrote when he was seventeen have sold millions of dollars.

Even when Yu Cheng was seventeen years old, he had quite a bit of money.

Fu Yishao rolled his eyes. Fu Yian treated everyone as if they were him. He had very little desire for material things and spent his days like a monk.

Among the young masters who came from a small tin box, Fu Yian is the only one who does not have any bad habits of the rich second generation.

"Yes, yes, I did eat a lot, but do you remember that one week after the third child broke the vase, Yu Cheng also broke a vase. Do you remember how you treated Yu Cheng?"

Fu Yian choked, recalling what happened nearly ten years ago.

How did he treat Yu Cheng?

He certainly couldn't blame Yu Cheng.

At that time, he only thought that Yu Cheng had suffered enough injustice in Hong Kong City. If the Fu family continued to oppress this child, Yu Cheng might really grow up to be a bad person.

Fu Yishao clapped his hands, stood up from the sofa, and took a step forward as if imitating the scene at that time.

"You immediately pulled Yu Cheng behind you and asked him with concern if he was injured."

"After checking him from head to toe, I asked the servant to clean the vase."

"I turned around and bought a new vase for Yu Cheng and put it back."

Fu Yian was left speechless by what he said.

After a long time, he tried to explain: "Yu Cheng was only eleven years old at that time..."

Fu Yishao pouted and repeated Fu Yian's words: "Yeah yeah yeah eleven years old——"

"Why didn't you mention that the sixth grader was only ten years old at the time, and he was also punished and fined two months' pocket money."

Fu Yian looked at his shameless appearance and clenched his itchy fists.

Fu Yishao clicked his tongue and said, "Hey, you really acted out the partisan role to the extreme."

"After that day, the third child was so angry that he punched his bed several times and kept asking me who was his real brother."

Then, he teamed up with several other children at home to distance himself from Yu Cheng. Yu Cheng was timid by nature, so he could only sit on the ground and play by himself every time.

But Fu Yian didn't know the reason. When he saw Ke Ke feeling sorry for Yu Cheng who was alone, he subconsciously favored him more.

Gradually it becomes a cycle.

Fu Yian listened to his words and fell silent.

No wonder the third child was very disobedient for a while. He just thought it was a rebellious period and didn't pay much attention to it.

Perhaps because he did not belong to this world, he never took the initiative to pay attention to other people around him.

There is only Yu Cheng in my eyes.

It was only at this moment that Fu Yian realized that, unknown to him, every person here was a living being of flesh and blood.

Fu Yishao sighed: "But don't worry, the third child has grown up and figured it out. Although he still dislikes Yu Cheng, he also knows that without you, he wouldn't be where he is today."

All the brothers knew that without Fu Yi'an, the Fu family would never have been at the top of the entire business circle, and they would not have been able to live so comfortably.

Just be partial to someone, who doesn’t have a favorite?

Fu Yishao suddenly sensed something and looked at Fu Yian with some curiosity.

"I've never seen you so confused."

He is the oldest in the Fu family. His memories before that are not very clear, but he always felt that Fu Yi'an was too rational to be a real person. Many times he suspected that Fu Yi'an had no emotions.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yian's indifference was exposed by Yu Cheng.

Now, the person who has been accustomed to it since childhood has become so bold that it has directly burned Fu Yian himself.

Fu Yishao shook his head.

Fu Yian lowered his eyes and slowly thought about what had happened.

Just by listening to Fu Yishao's description, he felt that he was indeed overly protective of Yu Cheng.

There was some confusion in his eyes.

Did he really care about Yu Cheng so much from the beginning?

Had he really, without knowing it, exceeded some obscure limit?