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Suddenly, someone at the side slapped his shoulder a few times, and with a smile on his face, he said: "There are still two months until the Mayor election, and I only need one month, so I will help you, and the position of Mayor is still yours."

Fu Yunlang laughed, not because of Fu Huayong's promise, but because this clan still had such a strong and strong him, he was not much older than him, but so mature that he could not even begin to catch a glimpse of him. He had his own goals when he was young, and the Fu Clan's most unfathomable one would be him.

"Third young master, the lord wants to see you."

The room was dimly lit, and the lights were bright yellow, like the aged eyes of an old man.

"Don't tell me you want to get the hell out of here, or I'll get mad right away." Old Madam Fu could only sigh helplessly. "The things that have happened recently have had a lot of impact on Fu's, and Hua Yong, as the CEO of Fu's, has faced a lot of pressure, so don't tell him about this matter."

Everyone said that when a person gets old, he becomes a child. But no matter what, his heart was still thinking for the next generation.

Old man Fu had his hands on his mouth to make a speech. How could he not understand this? However, when he thought of his grandson, the anger in his heart flared up.

He looked at Old who was on the bed. His eyebrows were still raised but his entire body had a low voice: "Rest well now and don't think too much. If worst comes to worst, I will just stop scolding that brat."

As he aged, he no longer had that much energy, but he never thought that the moment he finished speaking, the door would be pushed open, and the grandson in his heart, was also here, causing Old Master Fu to be gloomy.

"Grandma, are you alright?"

Fu Yunlang looked at Fu Huayong and immediately walked forward, his body deliberately moving towards Old Man Fu, how could Old Man Fu not know what he was doing.

It would be impossible for him to lose his temper if he said something like that.

"Go away, go away, the smell of you is killing me."

The old man covered his nose as he spoke with disdain.

Fu Yunlang was immediately embarrassed.

He lowered his head and sniffed at himself, but he didn't ask anything. It was quite fragrant.

Seeing his brother so conflicted, Fu Huayong's lips curled up. He called out to the old man with a sincere attitude.

Old Master Fu snorted coldly as he turned his head away.

"Hua Yong, why are you back?"

The front leg said to not let him know, but the back leg was already coming. With that, Old Madam Fu's weak body was about to sit up, and even his injured IV line was shaking non-stop. Fu Huayong's face revealed nervousness, and immediately stopped his.

"Grandmother, please don't get up."

The old man sat down and Fu Huayong continued to speak, "Grandmother, how do you feel right now? Do you want to take her to the hospital? "

Old Mistress Fu shook his head, "I'm just a little tired and won't be a problem. Besides, if others find out that I'm sick, it would be terrible." Saying that, he laughed twice, "Oh right, what is Ning Jin like now?"

"It's pretty good, you don't have to worry about it."

After a moment of silence, the four people in the room fell into silence. Old Madam Fu fell asleep, Fu Yunlang stood by the window and made a call, leaving Fu Huayong and the Old Master staring at each other.

"Grandfather."

"Don't call me." As soon as he finished speaking, Old Master Fu snorted coldly. It was also because his voice was too loud. Old Lady Fu, who was lying on the sickly bed, was frowning. Fortunately, he hadn't woken up yet.

"Let's go out."

Fu Huayong said. He knew that the old man had something to say, and it was as if he was suppressing the pimples in his heart when he said it. Closing the door, Old Master Fu did not take the initiative to say anything. He simply frowned as he looked out the window.

Fu Huayong stood behind him. He, who wore a black suit, blended into the darkness, or perhaps he was born into darkness, where the wind outside the window was beating and the strands of hair on his forehead were fluttering. After a long while, he said, "I will take care of everything."

"You sure have a big mouth." These words were like a fuse that ignited Old Master Fu. He shifted his gaze from the window to look at Fu Huayong, the deep emotions on his face telling others how angry he was.

Fu Huayong also knew that saying more would only be nonsense, and only concluded with a sentence, "I am willing to make a military order with a time limit of one month.

Old Master Fu's gaze froze as he asked uncertainly, "Are you for real?"

Did he seem to be joking?

Old Master Fu coughed a few times. Since he had already said so, he had nothing to complain about. However, if he couldn't finish what he had said, then let's see if he didn't throw this bastard into the military camp to train his skin or not.

In these few days, the cold weather had been pressed down to the point where he couldn't even feel anything. In order to understand the movements of the He Family as soon as possible, he became a 24 hours robot.

A vibration suddenly came from the pocket of his pants, and his cold eyes finally gained a glimmer of light. However, he did not notice it himself.

"What's the matter?"

A few days ago when he sent his grandmother and brother to the countryside, he did not pay any attention to what was happening on the internet. Thinking about it, he became stupefied the moment he returned to B City.

She did not believe that Ning Jin would do such a thing, but the photo of her being stabbed caused her heart to stop in fright, panic filled her brows, "Where is Sis Jin now? I want to see her. "

Leng Tian did not say anything. From the day they found Ning Jin, Fu Huayong had strictly explained that without his instructions, no one was allowed to come into contact with Ning Jin.

Leng Tian paused before replying, "I need to say a word to the CEO. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, as long as I can go and see how she's doing. Oh right, how is Sis Jin doing?"

Although he was looking at the person, Little Li's nervous expression showed it in his mind. He did not know why, but his heart was heavy, as though he was suffocated by a ball of cotton.

"Is the Sis Jin's situation very serious?"

Leng Tiantian's silence made Little Li subconsciously think of Ning Jin's situation, and the voice that spoke carried a hint of a sobbing tone.

"No, she's fine."

Leng Tian hurriedly explained, but he started to frown. He didn't know why his heart would always be moved by her emotions.