Chapter 120

He Xian asked again, "sister Shuang, what are you going to do this time?"

"What's none of my business?" Fu Shuang spread his hands and said angrily, "I didn't let her mess with others and kill people!"

"She designed you to enter my room last time. This time she pretended to be your name to ask Cheng ye, and you really weren't angry at all?" He Xian's mouth was like a dish, and he obviously didn't believe it.

Fu Shuang was afraid of the little clever ghost. He stopped and asked, "what are you trying to say?"

"Sister Shuang, you know I'm playful when I hit children. But I'm still a little measured. I still know what I can and can't play."

Fu Shuang didn't answer and was unmoved.

"Sister Shuang, this time, I don't count."

Fu Shuang frowned and said in a cold voice, "I said it's none of my business. Qingzi and Chengye can deal with it as they like. I don't care whether they are married or not."

He Zhuzi was so busy that his smile was like a flower: "Hey, I see!"

Fu Shuang glanced at him with little interest.

After a while, the mobile phone rang. It was Cheng Ye's message: "have dinner together in the evening."

Fu Shuang's face suddenly became particularly ugly. He angrily "bah" to his mobile phone: "slag man!"

He Xian stretched his neck like a giraffe, stared at Fu Shuang's screen and joked: "what's the matter? Cheng hasn't given up yet?"

Fu Shuang put her cell phone back in her pocket, waved her hand and skipped the topic: "don't talk about them, it will affect her mood. Hey, he boy, you're coming back to me now. Shouldn't you really come to play?"

"He boy?" He Xian raised his eyebrows, bent his round almond eyes into two lines, happy like a child of 200 kg, "you give me a nickname?"

"Seriously, what's the matter with me?"

"It's all right. I'm just here to play." He Xian shrugged and looked like a fool. "What else can I do? You don't know. I'm only responsible for eating, drinking and having fun. I don't study or do business. I'm here to see you. I'm just playing!"

Fu Shuang didn't know if it was an illusion. Inexplicably, he Xian felt a little helpless and sad in his heart when he said this.

"You also know that you have nothing to do, eat and die. Why don't you try to do something serious?"

He Xian spread his hand, sighed and said, "what serious thing to do? It's enough for the he family to have my brother. I'm not needed."

Fu Shuang felt bad and didn't know what to say. For a long time, he patted Hexian on the shoulder.

He Zhuzi was very busy and smiled craftily: "why? Sympathize with me?"

"A little." Fu Shuang didn't hide it. "Herzhuo is really excellent. He can help your father manage Nanshan Resort at a young age. He must have a certain reputation in Hershey group. Whoever has such an excellent brother won't have a good life."

Hexian's smile gradually disappeared. On the childish baby's face, his eyebrows were tangled, his eyes were dim, and he looked like he wanted to cry.

"Sister Shuang, would you like to drink with me?" he suddenly grabbed Fu Shuang's arm with both hands and begged with his eyes.

Fu Shuang's heart was soft and nodded: "OK."

She took he Xian to Xu's group and set up a table in her office. As soon as the curtain was pulled, Xu muzhou couldn't see anything.

The daughter-in-law brought back the useless boy of the he family and pulled the curtain mysteriously. Xu muzhou was very curious, but the curtain was separated. It was obvious that he didn't want him to disturb. He had to suppress his curiosity and wait until he Xian left.

The people sent out will report to Xu muzhou exactly what happened today.

Xu muzhou looked at the kraft paper bag in his hand and thought.

Gu Qingzi is pregnant. Cheng Ye is willing to marry her for her children.

Looking at the thick stack of photos of various postures, Xu muzhou's eyes were bright and dark, and the ironic smile on the corner of his lips was as light as smoke.

In the next office, he Xian taught Fu Shuang how to play the dice. The two young children had a lot of fun.

He Xian loses, drinks three cups, Fu Shuang loses, drinks one cup, he Xian puts some more water, and the two are basically tied.

After several empty bottles went down, he Xian was drunk and picked Fu Shuang's arm, crying and wronged.

"Sister Shuang, I don't want to... I also want to be a good child... But..."

"Wuwu... But... No one believes me... They don't let me do anything... They... They are afraid of me being tired, suffering, unhappy and afraid of me... Wuwu... But I'm not afraid..."

"Do you think I want to be a loser? Do you think I don't want to be a successful person and be looked up by others? But no one gives me a chance! My brother is an illegitimate son. My grandfather doesn't like him. My grandfather likes me. I'm the rightful young master of the he family, but what's the use? I can't do anything! I can't even compare with my brother's hair!"

"My mother gave birth prematurely less than seven months after I was pregnant. When I was born, I weighed less than three kilograms. They were afraid that I couldn't live, that I was hard and tired, that I wouldn't do anything from small to large, that I was tired from reading, and that I wouldn't write my homework! Do you think I would like to be like this?"

Fu Shuang suddenly sympathizes with Hexian. Outsiders only know that he is the young master of Hess in Chengdu. Jin Zunyu is noble and high, but no one knows that his great life was destroyed by his closest person in the name of love.

Fu Shuang gently patted the back of Hexian's head and comforted him with a warm voice: "OK, OK, I know. Don't cry and don't be sad."

"Can I not be sad? The only meaning of my life is to live. If I don't hang up, they will be satisfied. Sister Shuang, you say, am I a waste? You say, where am I inferior to my brother? Why should I be arranged as a waste? Can't I be a capable person?"

Fu Shuang has nothing to say.

What a good child! She is spoiled by the whole family. What can she say as an outsider?

"Sister Shuang, do you know what I like about you?"

Before Fu Shuang answered, he Xian narrowed his eyes and grinned.

"Because you are the first person who didn't treat me as a waste! What does it mean that you design me, pit me and kill me? It means that in your eyes, I am a valuable person, worthy of your knife and calculation. You let me sell that batch of furniture for you, indicating that you believe I have the ability to do it."

Fu Shuang took a smoke at the corner of his mouth and his face was covered with black lines.

He Xian calculated with her and got it right by mistake.

He Xian's eyes were red, and she felt even worse.

The child had to be bent. Even if someone calculated that he would use him, he could be happy as if he had won the grand prize.