"This is the business of the elders. As the younger generation, we should not interfere in their emotional life."

Fu Yunting sat on the office chair, took the documents on the desk and pretended to review them.

He didn't want to talk about it any further. He just hoped that his parents could respect each other as before.

Let the past be buried in the dust and don't mention it again.

He didn't want his brother to know the truth.

"Well, I believe dad will make it clear."

Fu Xichen stared at the man who was sitting upright and calm. A cold arc appeared at the corners of his mouth and joked deliberately: "I just lamented that my father was still a lover. He was so obsessed with his first love. I don't know if this character will be inherited."

He can remember a woman who was deeply loved by Fu Yunting.

After all these years, has he really forgotten her?

Hearing this, Fu Yunting signed, and a complicated look flashed on Junlang's face, too fast for people to catch.

Without opening his mouth, he just handed the signed document to Fu Xichen.

Fu Yunting pretended to be calm, but the flash of emotion was captured by Fu Xichen.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and Fu Xichen took the document without stopping.

"Brother, I'll go out to work first. You and your sister-in-law continue."

Fu Yunting didn't put the man down completely in his heart.

Maybe he can write about his first love?

The door was opened and Fu Xichen left with the document.

Fu Yunting stared at the void in front of him in a daze. There was no emotion on Junlang's face.

Xia Ling in the lounge listened to the conversation outside, and her small head slipped out.

Looking around, I saw that Fu Xichen was gone.

Open the door of the lounge, Xia Ling walks to the desk with his cheeks puffed up, slaps his small hand heavily on the desk, and pretends to stare at Fu Yunting fiercely.

Smelly man, shameless!

How angry!

Fu Yunting regained his mind and looked at the woman's charming and angry face with a burst of softness in his heart.

When he got up, he went to her side and gently hugged her in his arms.

Yes!

He's married. What else does he want to do before?

Let all the past go with the wind.

He only needs to remember that now this wife is the woman he wants to hold on to all his life, and no one can replace her.

The sudden warmth made Xia Ling blink.

Is he flirting with her?

Are you afraid of her scolding him?

The corners of Xia Ling's mouth turned up, and the loss in his heart was not comfortable, so he chose to ignore it.

"Well, I'm going back to the company."

Xia Ling pushed Fu Yunting's chest and said Jiao Jiao.

"Well, my Savior."

Fu Yunting loosened Xia Ling and spoiled her black hair.

Xia Ling stared at him coyly and straightened his black hair.

"By the way, where did you get your video?"

Fu Yunting thought that he had forgotten to ask about it, and Jianmei asked slightly.

The person who took this video is his great benefactor.

I should really thank her.

"Speaking of this, husband, you have to praise your wife."

Xia Ling said with a smile, "in the morning, I drove to work and saw a girl tied up. I was a good citizen, so I chose to follow up and act bravely and saved the woman from those kidnappers. She recognized that it was me who rescued you at the scene of the car accident four months ago, so she sent me the video."

What a coincidence.

Is this a good man with good reward?