"Dashao, Mrs. Shao and ER Shao are back." in the study, Xu Shaoming put a simple meal in front of Fu Fengcheng.

It's already 10:30 p.m., but they have just come back. Even Fu Fengcheng hasn't had time for dinner.

Fu Fengcheng nodded, pushed away the tray with food in front of him, and ordered, "why is it so late? Let the kitchen prepare two more meals."

"Yes." Xu Shaoming hesitated and decided to tell Dashao what he had just got. "Dashao, Lan Jing said... Mrs. Shao and ER Shao were playing cards in the fairy palace." Yuan Ying was worried about playing too late. Her family was worried, so she borrowed the phone of the fairy palace to inform Lan Jing.

I just didn't expect that they came back very late.

Fu Fengcheng was silent for a moment and said calmly, "she has a wide range of interests and is versatile."

"..." compared with the young and the old who work wholeheartedly, Mrs. Shao really has a wide range of interests.

"Big brother." followed lengsa into the study, Fu Yingcheng came forward with some trepidation.

However, Fu Fengcheng didn't look at him at all, but directly looked at lengsa, who had come to one side and sat down, "madam, have you had dinner?"

Leng SA nodded, "I went back to Leng's house and ate there."

Fu Fengcheng looked at his watch. "It's been a few hours. I'll send someone to prepare a snack. Madam, please have some later."

Lengsa thought for a moment, threw aside his weight and accepted Fu Fengcheng's suggestion happily.

Anyway, Leng Ye has enough exercise, and getting fat will never appear on her.

After finishing talking with lengsa, Fu Fengcheng looked at Fu Yingcheng and said, "sit down."

"Thank you, brother." Fu Yingcheng went to one side and sat down carefully. He was still in the attack and didn't recover. When I met Fu Fengcheng, who was born with strong pressure, even if I sat on one side, it seemed difficult to sit and stand. It was not like the young master of the Fu family at all, but like a trembling little poor man.

Lengsa couldn't help laughing in his eyes, threw the cigarette box in his hand and landed on the table in front of Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng took it up and took a look. He understood it faster.

After glancing at Fu Yingcheng, he took out a cigarette and opened it. His sword eyebrow was slightly wrinkled, "second."

"Brother, I'm wrong!" Fu Yingcheng quickly stood up from his chair and confessed loudly.

“……”

Fu Fengcheng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, "how much have you smoked?"

Fu Yingcheng hurriedly said, "tonight is the first time. I only smoked one sister-in-law. Really!"

He hasn't known those people for a few days, and he doesn't smoke much at ordinary times. If it weren't for the right atmosphere today, he wouldn't smoke. In fact, he only smoked a few in total.

Thinking of this, Fu Yingcheng couldn't help but look at lengsa with gratitude.

If sister-in-law didn't come quickly

Fu Fengcheng sighed, leaned against the back of the chair behind him and said lazily, "how many days have you known those talents? I heard that you haven't been home for several consecutive days. What do you want to do?"

Fu Yingcheng was embarrassed, "brother, I..."

In fact, there is a job suddenly, and it seems to be a very good job. For a while, it was over inflated and a little floating.

After all, Fu Yingcheng, the second young master of the Fu family, has been a little water these years. In this life, there are not many outsiders who take him seriously except the people who served him in the early years.

As for why the waiters held him, he didn't understand when he was a child, but he still wants to understand now.

Now those dandy CHILDES suddenly make friends with him through business and business. Fu Yingcheng was so excited and proud that he really forgot his heart of guarding against people and almost fell into a big fall.

Fu Yingcheng is still a little sad. He has no grievances with those people. Why did those people harm him like this?

No, no grievance, no hatred

Fu Yingcheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Fu Fengcheng. Fu Fengcheng ignored him, but said to Xu Shaoming standing on one side, "go and check the origin of the smoke."

Xu Shaoming nodded and said yes. He went over and took a cigarette box from the table in front of Fu Fengcheng and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

"Elder brother, I......" Fu Yingcheng's face looked at Fu Fengcheng a little ugly.

He vaguely understood what was going on. After all, he was familiar with similar means in recent years, but he didn't go so far before.

But even so, I couldn't help cooling my back.

Fu Fengcheng said, "go back."

"But I..."

Fu Fengcheng said, "from tomorrow on, you don't have to go to work."

"Ah?" Fu Yingcheng was devastated. His father finally gave him a good job. What can he do in the future if he didn't go to work for a few days?

Although Fu Yingcheng didn't mind eating and waiting to die, he was still reluctant to give up after these days. It was boring to think of the days when he had fun with his friends.

What's more, he now knows that even if he is so useless, some people in the Fu family can't tolerate him after all.

Fu Fengcheng looked at lengsa, "let him follow you for a while?"

Lengsa slightly raised her eyebrows, "isn't it good?" after all, she is also the second Shao of the Fu family. It's certainly better to work in the place arranged by Fu dujun.

"It doesn't matter." Fu Fengcheng said, "if you have any problems, just teach me a lesson."

Then he turned to see Fu Yingcheng. Fu Yingcheng couldn't help shaking with his indifferent eyes. His body nodded knowingly before his brain could turn around.

Back to God, Fu Yingcheng wanted to press himself into the ground, who nodded a second ago.

"Yes, big brother." no matter how regretful he was, he didn't have the courage to refuse the big brother again. Fu Yingcheng could only be listless.

"Go back." Fu Fengcheng said faintly.

"Yes." Fu Yingcheng didn't dare to stay long. He jumped up and ran out quickly. He had to go back and talk to his mother about it.

Xu Shaoming personally sent Fu Yingcheng out. Only lengsa and Fu Fengcheng were left in the study.

Lengsa was a little strange, "why do you want Fu Yingcheng to follow me?"

Fu Fengcheng said faintly, "he has a little talent and is not stupid. Although he is a little careful, he has little courage. Even if no one controlled him before, it can still be used to repair it. With his identity, he can help you."

"I thought you didn't like these brothers?" Fu Fengcheng was quite indifferent to these brothers and sisters. Fu Sishao, who was looking for his own death, stopped talking. As a close sister, Fu Anyan was not close at all. As for others, not a mother, let alone.

Fu Fengcheng said, "why should I like them?"

Lengsa blinked, but he soon understood the meaning of his sentence.

Fu Fengcheng doesn't like these brothers and sisters, but he doesn't hate them, let alone have any hatred with them.

After all, the family relationship in this era is not quite the same as lengsa's previous life. Leng Sa's original children in his previous life and the children outside are naturally opposed in terms of morality and interests.

But now it's different. The Fu family's aunts can't say that they don't want to cling to the Fu family at all, but only Fu dujun, the late Fu old lady and even Mrs. Fu herself can really make a decision. These women's ideas and decisions are second.

For example, Miss Fu's late biological mother was given by old lady Fu, who had not entered the door at that time. Several other aunts and wives of the Fu family were sent by others. If it is true that governor Fu himself took the initiative to see them. In fact, only four aunts Tailin you had to enter the door.

Therefore, the original children's aversion to these half brothers is more because of interests than morality.

Even if it is delayed because my aunt has won her mother's favor, in the final analysis, it is still for the sake of interests rather than hatred and disdain for a third party. Because in people's concept, although monogamy has been written into the law, customs and folk traditions can not be completely erased in a moment.

Fu Fengcheng has no conflict of interest with these stepsisters, at least he doesn't think there is a conflict.

Even if he is in harmony with Mrs. Fu's mother and son, those aunts can't challenge Mrs. Fu's status, and those half mothers' younger brothers are not his opponents. They still have no conflict of interest.

Or one day Mrs. Fu decides not to put up with Fu dujun's amorous feelings. Fu Fengcheng should also help Mrs. Fu divorce Fu dujun and help her get enough property to let Fu dujun divorce a painful marriage. Even support her to find another lover, rather than help her suppress these aunts and concubines who can't make their own decisions.

Of course, the premise is that these aunts are self-discipline and don't brush any mental means.

"OK." Leng SA shrugged and said it didn't matter, "so... What do you think the supervisor and your mother would think if Fu Yingcheng followed me?"

"I'll tell the old man. As for my mother... It doesn't matter. She won't say anything." Fu Fengcheng said calmly.

Leng SA nodded, "you think it's OK."

Lan Jing came in with the food and said with a smile, "big young lady, have something to eat first."

Leng SA nodded, "it smells good. Is it OK to eat so much at night?"

Lan Jing said, "I've just come back. I haven't had time to finish my meal."

Lengsa was surprised and took a look at Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng had received all kinds of documents placed on the table in front of him and said, "I went out of town to do business today. I came back a little late."

Lengsa nodded and didn't ask him what it was, "then eat quickly."

They were too lazy to change places, so they ate directly on Fu Fengcheng's desk.

Lengsa had had dinner, so she only took a small bowl of sweet dumplings. While drinking slowly, he looked at Fu Fengcheng opposite and bowed his head for dinner.

Fu Fengcheng's eating action is very elegant, but the speed is not slow. Coupled with that face, it's a little pleasant.

Being stared at Fu Fengcheng, he naturally didn't feel it. He looked up and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

Lengsa shook his head, saying nothing. He lowered his head and continued to eat his own small round son.