Chapter 590

It was two hours before Fu Sihui came out after the meeting.

As he walked out quickly, he asked assistant Xu, "what's the matter with the old man?"

"It has been rescued. My wife is accompanying me in the hospital." Assistant Xu truthfully told Fu Siming the situation of the hospital.

Fu Sihui looked at the watch on his lower wrist. It was more than seven o'clock.

It was already dark, and the bright lights in the room shone on his face, making his facial features more three-dimensional and profound.

Only a pair of thick eyebrows frowned tightly.

"Get the car ready now. I'm going to the hospital."

Assistant Xu had guessed his idea and said, "the car has been parked outside. I have arranged for someone to help my wife and ordered nutritious meals to the hospital."

Fu Siming nodded with satisfaction and strode out.

Just two steps away, a noisy voice came from outside: "this lady, you can't go in, you really can't go in."

The door was suddenly pushed open.

A woman who looked about forty or fifty came in.

Women have fashionable long hair, excellent body maintenance, and delicate light makeup on their faces.

I can't see the traces of years on her. Coupled with her noble temperament, it looks like the beginning of her forties.

"President, I'm sorry. This lady has to see you. I can't stop her." The receptionist's heart was in a mess and she couldn't stop people. It was her dereliction of duty.

Maybe, but I'll lose my job.

Tang Xinyue stood still, smiled faintly at the stunned Fu Siyu and said, "why, aren't you happy to see my mother?"

The woman in front of me is the president's mother?

The receptionist covered her mouth in horror. No wonder she was so righteous.

Fu Siming looked at Tang Xinyue coldly, with no expression on his face, but his hands hanging on both sides of his body clenched tightly.

The storm slowly condensed in the bottom of my eyes, as if to destroy the world.

Even the air was frozen into ice by the Qi field around him.

Indoor, needle dropping can be heard.

Assistant Xu was so nervous that he even slowed down his breathing. He looked at Tang Xinyue and secretly glanced at Fu Siming, who was about to explode.

I feel like a person standing on the edge of a cliff. I can fall to pieces at any time.

Who doesn't know that Tang Xinyue is a taboo of Fu Siming. In the Fu family, no one dares to mention his name.

Fu Siming destroyed everything about his mother.

Even the group photos of him and Tang Xinyue were burned to ashes.

He completely erased Tang Xinyue from his life.

No one knows how Fu Siming survived those difficult days.

No human body will feel his pain.

His mother left him to marry someone else. When he was young, he went to find his mother alone with joy. He thought his mother would hold him in his arms as before, but he was driven out. His mother's heartless words were in his ear: "from now on, you don't come to me again."

From then on, Fu Sihui knew that he had no mother.

Just when assistant Xu thought Fu Siming was about to break out, the storm in his eyes calmed down slowly.

When the corner of his lips was hooked, he showed a polite smile: "Mrs. Tang, I don't know what you want from me?"

His tone, his look, treated him like an insignificant person.

The smile on Tang Xinyue's face gradually froze. She looked at the tall man in front of her unbelievably and didn't seem to understand what he was saying.

"What did you just call me?"

Fu Siming sorted out his clothes, looked at the watch on his wrist and said politely, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Tang, I have something important to go out. If you have anything, please make an appointment with my assistant."

With that, he pulled out his feet and left.

Ming Ming has a smile on his face, but there is no warmth in his eyes.

His cold and unfeeling appearance makes people cold at the bottom of their hearts.

"Stop." Tang Xinyue couldn't hold his breath. He drank and stopped in front of him. His face was full of anger: "is that how you treat your mother?"

Fu Siming glanced at her lightly and slowly spit out a few words from his mouth: "mother? My mother died when she got married to Japan / Ben. Now where is my mother? "

"You..." Tang Xinyue didn't expect that Fu Sihui hated her to such an extent: "you cursed me to die. Anyway, I gave birth to you, and you treated me like this?"

"What does Mrs. Tang want me to do to you?" The smile on Fu Siming's face completely faded, and the dusty frost in his eyes condensed into ice inch by inch: "at the moment you abandoned me, my relationship with you has been broken. I have long been not the crying little boy. Speaking of it, I would also like to thank you for your cruelty. However, I won't have today's me."

"Break the mother child relationship?" Tang Xinyue smiled coldly, and his voice was unspeakably sad: "can you break it? In October of pregnancy, blood is connected. Even if I die, I am your mother. This is a fact you can never change. "

Fu Siming closed his eyes a little tired and snorted coldly, "suit yourself."

With that, he was about to leave, but Tang Xinyue suddenly said, "I'm here to take you away. You have to go if you go or not."

"You're still the same as before. You haven't changed at all." Fu Siming finished this sentence low and said to Tang Xinyue, "do you know what I hate most about you? Your self righteousness and your vanity. You tried your best to leave the Fu family and now come back. What do you think you want?"

Tang Xinyue was excited by Fu Siming's words. She clenched her fist tightly and pressed down her anger. Her voice said calmly, "I want you. You are my son. I must take you away."

"If you die, I won't go." Fu Sishui said to her, stepped forward and looked at Tang Xinyue coldly. His tone was full of threats: "don't bother grandpa in the future. If I find out, I'm not polite to you."

Tang Xinyue looked at Fu Sishui with painful eyes and murmured, "you hate me so much?"

"No, I don't hate you." Fu Siming sneered, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips: "I just hate you. I feel sick when I see you."

With a big push, Tang Xinyue was pushed aside. She stood in place as if she had lost her soul, looked at Fu Siming's tall figure and slowly disappeared into her field of vision.

The front desk and assistant Xu had already seen the signs and left. Fu Sishui went downstairs and saw assistant Xu standing outside waiting.

The door opened and he strode in.

Assistant Xu went around to the front door and got on the bus. From the rear-view mirror, he saw Fu Siwei close his eyes and frown.

The domineering man had already been replaced by fatigue. He seemed to be drained of blood and sat there lifeless.

It hurts to be lonely.