C8

Fu Xingchen put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, stood up, and said, "I'm full."

With that, he ignored the ugly expressions of those few disciples and headed upstairs.

"This is getting more and more unruly!"

"Pah!"

Bai Zhen slammed the tableware on the table in relief.

The emotions in Fu Mo's hawk-like eyes changed unpredictably as he watched Fu Xingchen leave.

… ….

The night in mid-October was unavoidably cold. Fu Xingchen straightened his clothes and knocked on the door of Fu Mo's study.

Fu Mo's deep voice rang out. Only then did Fu Xingchen push open the door and enter.

"Father." Fu Xingchen looked at Fu Mo with an indifferent gaze.

Fu Mo lifted his head and glanced at Fu Xingchen, indicating for her to sit down beside him.

Fu Mo frowned, but did not say anything else. He then slowly said, "You can enter the FC in a few days. Everyone can see your results in any foreign subsidiary company. The position of the Director is very suitable for you."

Fu Xingchen lowered his gaze, his slender, fan-like eyelashes covering up her emotions. With a smile, he said in a calm voice, "I understand."

"You know very well about the situation of FCs. The shares your grandfather left you are now under your name. Including your original shares, you can be considered a major shareholder of FCs. Don't let others underestimate you."

Fu Mo's voice was calm as he looked at Fu Xingchen. The only thing in his eyes was an endless dark lake.

Fu Xingchen was silent. When he saw this Fu Mo, he continued, "Recently, I've already sent out the relevant activities of the FC to your computer. Remember to prepare yourself."

"Yes." Fu Xingchen lightly replied.

Fu Mo frowned as he was about to ask Fu Xingchen to leave when he seemed to have thought of something. He calmly said, "Tomorrow, your grandfather will take you to see the Tang Clan. Yue Er will not be going to the hospital to check on your mother and I."

It wasn't the first time she saw such a cold attitude, so she didn't have anything else to say.

After not seeing Fu Xingchen speak for a long time, Fu Mo's face was somewhat gloomy.

"Also, Yue Er is your little sister after all. If her body isn't well, you can try to make her stronger. Do you understand?"

Finally, these words caused Fu Xingchen to look directly at Fu Mo. She chuckled and said, "That is only if she doesn't provoke me."

"Fu Xingchen!" Fu Mo's tone was somewhat angry.

"Father, do you think I'll let her take care of everything like I did in the past?" Her voice was very soft, and her long eyelashes hid her emotions.

Sometimes, even if that person doesn't throw a tantrum at you, he can still make you feel angry.

Fu Mo's face was ashen as he said, "Xingchen, your father and grandfather both gave you high hopes, but they didn't mean that you can use this opportunity to cause trouble without reason!"

Fu Xingchen's expression turned cold. "Give you great hope?" Causing trouble without reason? "

It was laughable that he could even utter such a grand statement.

Fu Xingchen sneered.

"Father, it's been so many years. No matter what I do, it's always my fault. Whatever she does, she's always the flesh in your heart, right?"

Seeing Fu Xingchen's cold and mocking gaze, a string in Fu Mo's heart seemed to have been pulled, causing him to feel pain.

Fu Mo opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but something seemed to have choked him, rendering him unable to speak.

The corner of Fu Xingchen's mouth curled into a mocking smile. His amber eyes were unfathomable.

Seeing that Fu Mo was silent, she did not want to stay with him any longer. "If there's nothing else, I'll head out first."

Seeing Fu Xingchen open the door and leave, Fu Mo wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Ever since he came back from A City four years ago, he seemed to have changed for his family.