shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 450 Master Fu: The deadline hasn't come yet, what's the rush?
Fu Yanqing was not to be outdone, and when Song Suisui kissed him, he hurriedly kissed him back.

As a result, the twins' faces were stained red with strawberry juice.

The two didn't realize it at all, and they ate happily with strawberries.

Fu Junshu watched with great interest, and felt that the way these two little guys got along was interesting.

For Fu Junshu, who didn't know Song Suisui's identity at this stage, his first reaction was that Song Suisui was Mrs. Fu and Fu Junyu, looking for a young wife for Fu Yanqing, a lazy little thing.

But after thinking about it for a while, I feel that this is not the case.

After all, he purposely asked someone to investigate Fu Junyu's affairs after his marriage to Song Wanwan fell through.

That woman named Song Nian seems to have a daughter, could it be the one in front of her?
If so, looking at this posture, Fu Junyu is having an affair with that woman Song Nian!

Looking Song Suisui up and down, Fu Junshu was very thankful that Song Suisui was not like Fu Junyu, otherwise things would be serious.

In the current situation, it is unnecessary for Wan Heng to stay here. Seeing the twins who stick to each other and make their white and tender faces dirty, he said, "Come upstairs with uncle, okay?"

The twins looked at Wan Heng and nodded.

Wan Heng got up and held the twin's hands, followed by the housekeeper who brought fruit snacks.

The twins are so cute that Mrs. Fu wants to follow.

It's just that she has to stay in the current situation, and can only suppress the thoughts that are about to come out.

Seeing the twins leave, the Fu Junshu twins also took away a table full of fruit snacks. They couldn't sit still, and they pulled Shui Qinzi and were about to leave to chase the twins.

Shui Qinzi read Fu Junshu and his in-laws, so he got up and left with the twins.

Six people left at once, and the living room remained deserted.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became deserted as the six people left.

Without the twins, these four children are all adults, and they have their own concerns.

The topic has to be picked up by someone, and Fu Gamei is undoubtedly the most suitable person to start the topic.

Fu Boyi drank the tea and threw it on the table. He looked at Fu Junyu, and called someone earnestly: "Brother Yu, the second uncle's family came here uninvited. I think you more or less know what the reason is. .”

Leaning on the sofa, Fu Gamei crossed his legs, showing elegance and scheming.

I didn't talk too much, mainly to test Fu Junyu's attitude here.

This was a game that belonged to Fu Boyi and Fu Junyu, and the others just listened and remained silent.

Fu Junyu hummed lightly, and rested his left leg on his right, vividly showing the nobility and calm prestige of the family ruler, "Second Uncle has something to say, it doesn't matter."

Throwing the topic back to Fu Gamei, Fu Junyu obviously didn't want to start the topic.

Fu Boyi was not impolite, and answered the topic he had thrown out, "I think you are clear about your grandfather's will. His old man clearly explained it in black and white in the will. If your 27th birthday comes and you are still alone If you want to start a family, then you have to give up the position of the head of the Fu family."

Picking up the tea and taking a sip, Fu Boyi didn't look at Fu Junyu, but asked, "Do you remember this?"

Fu Boyi is also afraid of Fu Junyu. This nephew has taken over the Fu family since he was eight years old, and it has been 19 years now. His courage and skill are unmatched by him, and fear is inevitable.

What their father and son relied on was nothing more than the will of the old man before his death.

"Of course." Fu Junyu's cold eyes were as cold as ice, and his whole body was permeated with coldness, with an indifference and alienation that refused to be thousands of miles away, "Second uncle doesn't need to remind me, I will always remember."

As soon as the topic changed, Fu Junyu's words carried an undeniable domineering air: "The deadline hasn't come yet, what's the rush?"

(End of this chapter)