He had seen his son cling to Yan Xiaosui before and took the initiative to help Yan Xiaosui clean the floor. Obviously, he wanted to play with her and make friends with her.
But now his son said that he had never made Yan Xiaosui a friend.
Fu Jingyan also seemed to notice that his father was looking at him.
He took a deep breath and said, "Dad, I really want a mother, but there are few women around you. Aunt Gu is beautiful and has a good family background. She can also help you in business."
Fu Yunjian was surprised for a moment, and soon said in a deep voice, "Dad's business territory has expanded greatly, and there is no need for marriage."
"But I need a mommy with a good family background."
Fu Jingyan lowered his head and put his small hand on his leg. "Dad, I'm very sensible and know that there are rumors outside that I was born by surrogacy."
Fu Yunjian was silent.
He didn't know whether his son was too clever or the people in the public relations team were too unsuccessful. Such things were known by his son.
Zhang tezhu, who was driving, tried to break the repressive atmosphere in the car. "Young master, those rumors outside are false. In fact, my wife loves you very much, but it's just because I remarried and it's not good to disturb you and President Fu again, so..."
"Uncle Zhang, you don't need to lie to make me happy." Fu Jingyan pursed his mouth. "I don't care how I was born. I just want a mommy who loves me and my father. That's enough."
"Dad." He looked at the man with sincere eyes, "I really like aunt Gu. Try to interact with her."
After a long time, Fu Yun admonished and touched his head, "OK, Dad promised you."
When the car arrived at Fu's house, Fu Yunjian, who had not yet got off, received a text message from Liang Xiao and asked him to meet.
The man watched Fu Jingyan enter the house, which made Zhang tezhu drive.
After entering the room, Fu Jingyan chatted with the old lady Fu who was still awake for a while, and told her that her father and aunt Gu got along very well today, and the old lady was very happy.
After returning to the room, the little guy immediately rushed to the toilet and vomited.
He almost spit out the sour water in his stomach, and his small face is as white as paper.
Fu Jingyan just sat on the cold ground, and then put his hands around his knees and buried his head in his knees. He looked very lonely.
……
On the way to rock bar, Zhang tezhu's phone rang.
Zhang tezhu took Bluetooth and answered the phone.
He quickly reported solemnly to the man in the back seat, "Mr. Fu, the man who laid hands on Miss Sui in the mall last time died. When the prison guard said to deliver the meal at o'clock, he found that the man died of myocardial infarction in prison..."
"Myocardial infarction?" Fu Yunjian sneered. Under the dim light, his eyes were extremely sharp.
Zhang tezhu said, "the people in the prison reported to me at noon that Tan Zhiliang's wife finally came. His wife talked with Tan Zhiliang alone according to our requirements. Tan Zhiliang seemed to relax. Some prison guards were a little anxious, shouted at Tan Zhiliang, and Tan Zhiliang shut up."
"I originally asked people in prison to arrange for tanzhiliang's wife to talk to him, but I didn't expect..." people died under Zhang tezhu's eyes, and Zhang tezhu didn't know what to say.
Fu Yunjian didn't answer for a moment, but just raised his right hand, touching his thumb with the belly of his index finger and gently rolling it, with deep and dark eyes.
Men seem to recall something.
The car was quiet for ten minutes. Zhang tezhu sat like a needle and felt like a blanket, and couldn't help but speak.
"Let the people in the prison closely monitor the prison guards who have had contact with tanzhiliang." Fu Yun Jian narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "focus on the prison guard who shouted at Tan Zhiliang."
Zhang tezhu hesitated and said, "Mr. Fu, do you think tanzhiliang died strangely?"
"He went to prison and was interrogated for so many days. He didn't die early or late. Why did he have myocardial infarction at that time?"
Fu Yunjian wiped his thin lips with his thumb, and his voice was bitter. "I want to see who dares to hit my son with his attention!"