Chapter 869
Fu Chong sat on the sofa, saw him, and casually pointed to the dining table.

"Eat something casually, and then tell me what's going on with your second uncle, and what's going on with the gambling agreement with Qi Bo."

Fu Yancheng couldn't eat any more, so he just sat aside.

"Grandpa, you don't have to worry about this matter."

Fu Chong took the crutch beside him and hit him.

"I don't want to care, you're messing up the Fu family now! What are you doing! The wife can't catch up, and the company can't manage well!"

Fu Yancheng was hit by a stick, and his heart was very angry.

"Do you think I didn't catch up? Sang Qi let her sell me out with three Hollywood entries!!"

The old man's stick stopped, and he was also a little puzzled at the moment.

"So cheap?"

The word cheap really hurt Fu Yancheng.

The [-]% of Fu's shares he gave to Sheng Mian is not enough to buy how many such Hollywood roles.

As a result, when Sang Qi gave this condition, she actually only hesitated for a minute.

All the anger became powerless at this moment, and he lowered his eyelashes.

"Grandpa, you don't have to worry about the company's affairs. The second uncle has long been eager to make a move, but he has been looking for opportunities."

Fu Chong didn't speak, he knew Fu Yancheng's methods.

Sighing, "Then the gambling agreement of the Auto Expo?"

"It's for the outside world to see. The Auto Expo is the property of my friends in North America. The boss on the surface is just a puppet."

No one knew about this matter, and Fu Hengshu joined forces with the boss of the Auto Expo at the time to set up a trap for Fu Yancheng, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into someone else's trap.

Fu Yancheng had long wanted to take back the shares in Fu Hengshu's hands, and created opportunities if there was no chance.

Fu Chong squinted his eyes and said nothing, looked him up and down, and waved his hands.

"Well, if the company's affairs are all right, then you go back, I don't really want to see you."

Fu Yancheng stood up, thinking of something, but couldn't hold back his mouth after all.

"Grandpa, why did you have to ask Sheng Mian to marry me?"

Just because she saved him?
Although this reason is reasonable, it feels a bit far-fetched when you think about it carefully.

Fu Chong had already got up, obviously he didn't want to say anything more to him.

When Fu Yancheng returned to his car, for the first time he didn't know where he was going next.

The car drove around aimlessly, and finally stopped at Shanxiao.

It's only four o'clock in the afternoon, and Sheng Mian is most likely still in the company. If he goes in now, he won't meet anyone.

When he got off the car and entered Shanxiao, it was Liu Qiong who opened the door for him.

He went to the bedroom, opened the closet, and started packing his clothes.

Liu Qiong came over to take a look, a little puzzled.

"Mr. Fu, are you moving out?"

"Ah."

"Does Miss Sheng know?"

"Ah."

Fu Yancheng had already thrown three sets of suits on the bed, his eyes suddenly touched the box deep in the cabinet, and he couldn't help asking.

"Aunt Liu, have you ever seen her take out this box? What's in it?"

"I'm not very clear about this. In fact, Ms. Sheng didn't come to Shanxiao often. Before you divorced, she only sent Sticky over. If it wasn't for watching Sticky, she probably wouldn't come once a year."

Fu Yancheng looked at the box, but he still didn't think about opening it after all.

He called Qi Shen and asked Qi Shen to come and take all these clothes away.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Liu Qiong quietly called Sheng Mian.

"Miss Sheng, Mr. Fu is arranging his suit and seems to be moving away."

Sheng Mian has changed into clean clothes at the moment, and is browsing the abuse comments on SM on the Internet. Her Weibo comments have exceeded [-], and even Wen Zhao has been scolded by tens of thousands.

"Aunt Liu, he and I have divorced. He really shouldn't live there. You can figure it out. My company is a bit busy."

When Aunt Liu heard that the phone was hung up, she had an inexplicable feeling that the identities of these two were reversed.

Now that Ms. Sheng is a workaholic, Mr. Fu's life is free.

Could it be that he deliberately spared no time to pursue Miss Sheng?

As soon as this idea came out, Liu Qiong felt ridiculous.

But if it wasn't for chasing someone, who would live in his ex-wife's house.

(End of this chapter)

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