Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Fu Yang stood up unhappily, without even looking at Fu Siyu, and walked out like a normal person.

But as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Fu Siyu, "Are you hungry?"

"No." Fu Yang curled his lips, "Come down and get some iced Coke to drink. I'm going to play games with my teammates all night tonight to refresh myself."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his stomach growled at an inappropriate time.

Fu Yang pursed his lips, glanced at Fu Siyu subconsciously, and met his deep gaze, as if everything about him had been seen through.

As a teenager who was in the rebellious period of youth, what he hated most was the feeling of being controlled by someone he didn't want to see. Fu Yang suddenly felt impatient in his heart.

He turned around, went to the refrigerator and took two bottles of Coke that were frozen with ice cubes, and prepared to go upstairs.

When he passed by Fu Siyu, he took it away directly.

Fu Yang frowned, "What are you doing? Do you care about everything?"

With that said, Fu Yang stretched out his hand to grab the Coke back, but Fu Siyu locked his wrist and led him away.

"Hey, hey, hey, let me go!"

Fu Yang's understanding of Fu Siyu's power was still when he was very young. Now that he has grown up, he naturally subconsciously feels that Fu Siyu can no longer do anything to him.

But he didn't expect that Fu Siyu could still control him steadily to this day.

Fu Yang struggled twice, but Fu Siyu's hands were like steel, motionless.

Different from Shu Wan's clever force, Fu Siyu suppressed it with pure strength. No matter how hard Fu Yang struggled, he couldn't escape at all.

After exhausting himself from all the tossing, Fu Yang finally gave up and allowed Fu Siyu to take him into the car.

After about 10 minutes of driving, the car stopped in front of a small noodle shop.

Because it was already very late, the boss was ready to close the stall. Suddenly he saw someone coming, and the boss habitually stepped forward to say, "Welcome to the light."

Before he finished speaking, the boss stared at Fu Siyu's face for a moment, and suddenly clapped his hands in surprise, "Oh, you haven't been here for a long time, but I still remember you."

Although the last time I saw Fu Siyu, Fu Siyu was still a handsome young man, completely different from his current temperament, but Fu Siyu's face, even if time changes, is still impossible to forget after just one look.

"This is" the boss turned to look at Fu Yang. He always felt that Fu Yang's eyes looked a bit like the cute little baby that Fu Siyu brought here before. "Is this the cute little dumpling?"

Fu Yang's face turned dark when he heard the title boss. He was about to refute when he heard Fu Siyu respond, "Yes, I have grown up."

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. Time flies so fast. Come on, sit here and I'll cook some noodles for you."

"Okay, thank you boss."

Fu Siyu sat at the table and motioned for Fu Yang to sit down as well. He looked around and saw that the decoration in the noodle shop had changed drastically compared to many years ago.

However, the two stone sculptures at the door are still there.

The boss brought the tableware over at this time and saw Fu Siyu looking at the stone carving. "This stone carving is still there. Speaking of which, your son really liked this stone carving."

Fu Yang was sitting at the table, with the aroma of noodles lingering on his nose. He was so hungry that he didn't know where to go.

At this time, Fu Yang was suddenly called upon by his boss, and he was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the boss was talking about.

The boss enthusiastically pointed out the stone carving at the door to Fu Yang, "Have you forgotten? Your father often brought you here when you were a child. You especially liked to sit on it. Your father would play with you every time."

"I forgot about it a long time ago." Fu Yang looked worried, as if he was not interested in these things.

The boss greeted Fu Yang and saw that he was not happy. He turned to Fu Siyu and said, "You haven't come to eat for a long time. I thought my cooking was not delicious."

"No, I have been abroad for these years and just returned to China recently."

"Oh, you're abroad, thank you for your hard work."

"What's the trouble for him? He's living alone abroad and living a more comfortable life than anyone else."

Fu Yang interrupted abruptly.

The boss' expression froze, and he glanced at Fu Siyu subconsciously. Seeing that his expression was as usual, he probably knew that this handsome young master was probably having trouble with Fu Siyu.

The boss couldn't help but said something to Fu Siyu, "Kid, you know, you were very cute and well-behaved when you were a child. Every time you come to the store, there are many more customers in my store than usual. "

Fu Yang was tired of being called cute. After all, he had grown up, but the boss didn't look malicious. Fu Yang could only frown slightly and reluctantly said, "Oh."

"I also have a son, who is not as cute as you," the boss said with a smile, his eyes full of love, "I feel bad if I can't see my son for a day. Unfortunately, life forces me to stay here with my wife. I worked part-time to make money and had no time to take care of the child, so I had to leave him in my hometown. Last year, we saved some money and finally took my son over."

I don't know why, but Fu Yang felt a little strange when he heard what the boss said. He frowned subconsciously, "What does it have to do with me."

"I want to say that no parent doesn't want to be with their children, not to mention you are so cute."

The boss hesitated when he saw Fu Yang just now because Fu Yang's temperament has changed so much from when he was a child.

When Fu Yang was a child, he had a plump body and made everyone laugh when he saw her. His two dimples were so cute, and his big black grape-like eyes looked at you wetly, making you cute.

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Fu Yang looked confused and really didn't understand why this boss talked about being cute.

"Oh, I was so busy chatting with you that I forgot to cook the noodles. Wait a moment, the noodles will be here soon." The boss said and walked to the kitchen. As soon as he walked in, there was a little boy with a tiger-like head and a big brain. A paper airplane ran out, thinking that this was the son the boss said he was talking about.

The child didn't know who was rich or powerful and unapproachable. He only knew that Fu Yang was exceptionally good-looking and he liked him very much.

He took the paper airplane and sat next to Fu Yang, "Brother, can you make origami airplanes?"

Fu Yang's eyes fell on the paper airplane. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes darkened slightly, "Yes."

"Then can you teach me so I can give dad a surprise."

As the little boy spoke, his eyes were bright and he looked at Fu Yang eagerly and expectantly.

Even Fu Yang couldn't bear to refuse when faced with such a look.

He took a piece of paper and taught the little boy to fold a paper airplane. His origami skills were much better than the little boy's father, and the folded airplane was much more detailed.

The little boy couldn't put it down and looked at Fu Yang happily, "You are so awesome. Who taught you how to fold?"

Fu Yang subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Fu Siyu. Fu Siyu was looking at the menu, his eyes slightly lowered, as if he had been there years ago.

Fu Yang pursed his lips and said, "I learned it myself."

"Then you are so smart." The little boy clapped his hands.

"Xiaohu, you disturbed the guests again."

At this time, the boss came out with noodles and saw his son chatting with Fu Yang. He was afraid that his son would disturb the guests, "You go back to the back, I will go and play with you later."

"Good dad."

Xiaohu took the paper airplane and smiled at Fu Yang, "Thank you, big brother. I'll go back to the back first."

The boss put two bowls of beef noodles on the table and added some coriander. "It still tastes the same as before. Try it and see if there is any change."

Fu Siyu took the chopsticks and took a bite, then nodded slightly, "It hasn't changed much, it's quite delicious."

"You can eat as long as you like. Eat slowly. My child is naughty and I have to go and watch him from behind."

"it is good."

Normally at this time, the noodle shop would have been closed, so after the boss returned to the kitchen, only Fu Yang and Fu Siyu were left in the noodle shop.

Fu Siyu said nothing, and Fu Yang was also silent.

The only sounds in the noodle shop are the steam of the soup and the slight sound of chewing.

Fu Yang finished eating first. He stood up and walked out of the noodle shop without saying a word. Fu Siyu didn't even raise his head and let Fu Yang leave.

At this time, the boss came over and saw that Fu Siyu was the only one. He was a little curious and asked, "Is that handsome guy leaving first?"

"No, I will come back."

"Oh, okay, call me if you need anything."

As expected by Fu Siyu, not long after, Fu Yang walked in carrying a big box.

He put the box next to the chair and glanced at Fu Siyu's bowl. "Didn't you eat dinner at night? Now you eat so much, really?"

Fu Yang didn't dare to say the last two words, but he knew that Fu Siyu was as smart as a ghost and would definitely understand what he meant.

"Let's go back."

Fu Siyu didn't care about Fu Yang. He took out some money from his wallet and put it on the table, then strode out.

Fu Yang followed quickly. He didn't have the box in his hand, and Fu Siyu didn't ask.

"There used to be a row of ginkgo trees here, but now they're all bulldozed."

The two of them walked to the parking lot when Fu Siyu suddenly spoke.

Fu Yang glanced at the roadside. He had a good memory since he was a child. He remembered most of the things when he was a child. Naturally, he also remembered that when he was a few years old, Fu Siyu often took him for walks here. There was indeed a ginkgo tree here. .

But Fu Yang didn't understand what Fu Siyu meant when he suddenly mentioned this.

He wanted him to remember that Fu Siyu had been kind to him before, so now that Fu Siyu slightly hooked his hand, he had to stick to it like crazy?
Fu Yang looked slightly cold, "Just bulldoze it, it's just a row of trees, who will remember it."

"I remember." Fu Siyu turned around and cast a heavy gaze on Fu Yang, "Even though I had no choice but to leave you alone in the country, I"

"What's wrong? Mr. Fu actually wants to explain to me and apologize to me, right? That's really my honor."

Before Fu Siyu could finish speaking, Fu Yang interrupted Fu Siyu.

He stared straight at Fu Siyu, his lips tightened and his eyes flushed, as if he was trying to hold back tears or suppressing uncontrollable emotions, "But I can't be coaxed by just giving you some gifts." I'm a little kid now. I don't care about your explanation. You can go wherever you like and go back to your country if you like. It has nothing to do with me. You didn't need to tell me before, you don't need to do it now, and you won't need to do it in the future."

After Fu Yang finished speaking, he directly reached out to stop a taxi, got in the car angrily, and soon disappeared from Fu Siyu's sight.

The cold wind blew by, rolling up pieces of yellow leaves, swirling down in the dim light, mixed with a slight sigh.