Chapter 297

Fu Zhengrong glared at her unhappily: "your brother? Just his material, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling and smoking. Can he manage Fu well? Don't be kidding!"

Fu Shuang choked and had nothing to say.

Indeed, Gu Lidong is now a black sheep of the idle family. He can't do anything except burn money and make trouble.

"But Grandpa, my brother, he already knows that he is wrong, and he will make progress in the future." Fu Shuang refused to give up easily and tried to persuade him.

Fu Zhengrong smiled contemptuously: "can Gu raise decent materials? My Fu Group is for you. No one else wants to make Fu's idea!"

After a pause, he bit his back teeth and added, "not even Lidong!"

Fu Shuang realized that Fu Zhengrong was not only full of hatred for Gu Zhengfeng, but also had a deep heart knot for Gu Lidong.

After all, Gu Lidong's surname is Gu. He grew up in front of Gu Zhengfeng. Without the care of Fu Zhengrong, his feelings are naturally deeper than that of Fu Shuang.

Fu Shuang sighed and had to give up temporarily.

I'd better take care of my poor brother. When Grandpa sees his brother's progress, he may change his mind.

"Grandpa, don't worry too much. I feel much better with the children now, and I don't have so much pressure. I believe as long as I keep in good condition, I will be well."

Fu Zhengrong was worried about this, sighed and sighed, and his white hair was a few more.

How could he get that strange disease after he carefully raised his child for twenty years?

"Well, Grandpa, don't frown. I feel very sad looking at you."

Fu Shuang holds Fu Zhengrong's arm and is soft and coquettish.

Even though Fu Zhengrong has tens of millions of resentments and sorrows, she doesn't dare to show too obvious in front of Fu Shuang at this juncture, so as not to increase her psychological burden.

"Well, well, Grandpa, relax. Don't keep thinking about it. Grandpa will ask you a psychologist later. You can cooperate with the treatment. You are still young and will be fine."

"OK, I listen to Grandpa."

After a pause, Fu Shuang's eyes turned and changed the topic: "Grandpa, in fact, I think Xu muzhou is really good. He has nothing to say to me."

"OK, there's nothing to say. Can you let his mother say that?" Fu Zhengrong was angry when he heard it.

Although he didn't hear Shen Sufang's original words, he also knew that it must be similar to "your father received the bride price from our family, you bought it from our family, and you have to listen to me".

"Hey, I'm with Xu muzhou, not with his mother. If his mother doesn't like me, don't look at it." Fu Shuang shrugged and didn't care, "Xu muzhou doesn't like to go back to his old house. How many times can his mother see me? Besides, don't you know my nature? Where can I make myself angry!"

Fu Zhengrong wanted to say that she was making herself angry now, but she swallowed it again.

If Fu Shuang is not ill, Xu muzhou is a psychotic and really doesn't deserve her.

But she has the most fatal defect as a woman, which almost no man can tolerate.

Xu muzhou could accept it completely without complaint. He even regarded her as a treasure and loved her more than his life. Fu Zhengrong had to admire him.

"Alas, you've grown up and have your own ideas, and grandpa can't care about you." Fu Zhengrong sighed repeatedly and put his hands on his face. "Forget it, as long as you have a good time, grandpa doesn't care so much."

Fu Shuang knows that Fu Zhengrong has compromised with her.

She was full of guilt and felt sorry for Grandpa, but she couldn't help something.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll take care of myself. I promise you, no matter what happens, I'll make myself happy."

Fu Zhengrong rubbed the back of her head, his lips trembling and his eyes moist.

Fu Shuang was so sad that she almost burst into tears. She quickly said good night to Fu Zhengrong and ran out with her head down.

Tears fell as soon as I went out.

The only people who really treat her well in the world are grandpa, brother and Xu muzhou.

She must protect them. No matter what happens, no matter how hard it is, she will bite her teeth and carry it down.

Fu Hengzhi paced countless circles in the corridor. As soon as he saw Fu Shuang coming out, he quickly met him and asked.

"Shuang Shuang, why are you crying? Second grandpa scolded you?"

Fu Shuang sniffed, raised his arm, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and said with a strong smile, "no, I'm fine. The children are waiting for me. I'll go back to the house first."

"Hey, Shuang..."

Looking at Fu Shuang's back, Fu Hengzhi gradually climbed up a dark cloud on his face.

I don't know since when, Fu Shuang is no longer the little baby chasing after him.

When she grew up, she had a secret. She no longer revolved around him. She told him everything on her mind.

That feeling is like raising a pot of flowers with your own hands. From a small seed, you take good care of it all the way to bud, but you are carried away by people.