Rose Manor

At the Fu family's old house, when Fu Jichen returned, the nanny had just prepared dinner and brought it to the dining table.

The old man appeared at the top of the stairs and saw his grandson changing his shoes at the entrance. He did not get angry with him because of yesterday's news. As usual, he had a slight smile on his wrinkled face: "Here?"

Fu Jichen nodded, feeling close to and respectful of the old man: "Grandpa, why do you want to see me?"

"The meal is ready. Let's talk after you finish eating." The old man pointed to the restaurant and said.

Hearing the sound coming from the living room, Fu Yuling came out of the kitchen with the cat in her arms. She was wearing a sloping black mohair sweater and leather skirt, revealing one side of her snow-white shoulders. When she saw Fu Jichen, her eyes were bright and her voice was full of emotion. With a lively voice: "Brother, why are you free to come over for dinner today?"

Even if he is in Beicheng, it is not easy to see him.

Fu Jichen glanced at her lightly: "Grandpa asked me to come back."

For Fu Yuling, it was unusual for her brother to say a word to her. She threw away the cat in her arms and followed Fu Jichen like a little tail. Seeing him turn on the faucet to wash his hands, she tilted her head and asked: "Are you busy lately? I see you have lost some weight."

Fu Jichen ignored her, washed his hands and went to sit down in the restaurant.

Fu Yuling pursed her lips and didn't care. She pulled out the chair next to him and sat next to him.

After a while, Fu Zhengyun came over and sat next to the old man.

There were only four people at the dinner table tonight. The old man didn't see his eldest daughter-in-law, so he casually asked her where she was.

Fu Zhengyun didn't know it. He didn't see Wei Ronghua after he got home.

Fu Yuling rolled her eyes, holding a glass of juice with both hands, her lips pressed against the mouth of the straw, and smiled sweetly at her father: "Mom made an appointment with some ladies to eat out. She told me before leaving. , telling us not to wait for her."

She knew that her mother was going to negotiate with Shen Jianian tonight, so of course it was impossible to tell her, and she had to cover for her.

The old man moved his chopsticks and called to the others: "Then there's no need to wait, let's start eating."

Several people were eating with different thoughts, and the atmosphere was a bit quiet. There was no topic of conversation at the dinner table. Only Fu Yuling chattered interesting things from time to time, just like the sparrows on the branches.

She doesn't do anything serious all day long. She either goes out to have afternoon tea or go shopping, or attends a party held by a group of friends in her circle.

As long as she doesn't make a big mistake, the old man usually doesn't bother to discipline her.

However, she is the same age as Fu Jichen. After the Lunar New Year, she turned thirty, and now she doesn't even have a boyfriend, which is worrying.

Although she has congenital heart disease and is not considered for fertility, given her family background and her good looks, there will always be people willing to accept her.Over the years, there have been quite a few people who have come to marry her. Some young people of marriageable age, Wei Ronghua, were very satisfied after seeing it and introduced her to Fu Yuling, but she coldly rejected them all.

Thinking of this, the old man said in passing: "I've been going out with my friends lately, but haven't I met anyone I'm compatible with?"

Fu Yuling raised his chopsticks and was about to pick up the food. Hearing this, he paused with his hands and subconsciously glanced at Fu Jichen. He seemed not to hear, filled the bowl with soup, and took a casual sip.Fu Yuling withdrew her gaze, curved her lips to her grandfather, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa thinks I'm an eyesore and is in a hurry to marry me off? I want to spend more time with you, don't you?"

The old man snorted softly: "I'm thirty. If I delay for a few more years, grandpa won't be able to see you get married even if he closes his eyes."

"How could it be possible? Grandpa is in good health and is guaranteed to live to be two hundred years old!"

The old man was amused and laughed: "At two hundred years old, I am no longer a bastard."

Fu Yuling also smiled, glanced at the people around him, hugged his arm with both hands, and pressed his face against his shoulder: "Brother is not married yet, why should I be anxious?"

"Sit tight and don't move your hands or feet." Fu Jichen frowned slightly and pulled out his arm.

Fu Yuling stuck out his tongue, sat down obediently, picked up the serving chopsticks at hand, and gave him a piece of braised pork ribs: "Eat more, you work so hard."

The old man ate the soft and glutinous porridge in the bowl and said quietly: "Your brother's wedding is coming soon, so you have to hurry up."

As soon as these words came out, the restaurant suddenly became silent.

Fu Yuling looked stunned, Fu Zhengyun was a little surprised, and Fu Jichen looked a little gloomy. The three of them were silent. Only the old man made a crisp sound of a porcelain spoon hitting the wall of the bowl.

Fu Yuling couldn't hold back his words. He bit the tip of his chopsticks and asked first: "Brother's marriage? Do you mean him and Miss Shen, or..."

She didn't say the words "Miss Xu" and glanced at Fu Jichen secretly, fearing to offend him.The old man didn't say it directly, he held the spoon and pointed it in the air: "Eat, eat, don't talk anymore."

After the meal, the nanny came to clear away the leftovers on the dining table. The old man put his hands behind his back and called Fu Jichen to go upstairs.

In the living room, Fu Zhengjun sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.The TV was on and the news broadcast was playing.Fu Yuling sat next to him and asked him quietly with a curious look on his face: "Dad, what do you mean by grandpa's words? Has my brother's marriage been decided? Why is it so sudden? Is there something that grandpa is hiding from us?"

"You stay with your grandpa at home every day. Don't you know what's going on with him?"

Fu Zhengyun couldn't help laughing when he saw his daughter acting like a thief. He didn't want her to smoke second-hand smoke, so he leaned over the ashtray and put out the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of.

Fu Yuling touched his nose guiltily: "I went out to attend a friend's party today."

Fu Zhengjun took the opportunity to educate her: "If you are not in good health, don't run out all the time. It is easy to catch a cold when the season changes."

"I know." Fu Yuling responded absently, glanced at the stairs, and felt a little unable to sit still. He got up and ran to the kitchen with his slippers on, and asked the nanny, "Aunt Zheng, are there any guests at home today?"

Aunt Zheng was putting the tableware into the dishwasher one by one. She glanced at her and replied with a smile: "The Mr. Xu family came over in the afternoon and chatted with the old man in the study upstairs for more than an hour."

"Xu Youxuan's father, Xu Qinian?"

This little ancestor spoke and acted without scruples. Aunt Zheng didn't find it strange to hear her address her elder by his first name. She nodded and said, "It's him."

Fu Yuling left the kitchen with a face drawn.

She now knows why her grandfather called her brother back. It must be to discuss his marriage to Xu Youxuan.

Before Shen Jia Nian could deal with it, another daughter of the Xu family came... I was so annoyed.

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In the study upstairs, Fu Jichen had just sat down when he heard from the old man that he had confirmed with the Xu family that the 28th of this month was the nearest auspicious day for getting married, and the engagement ceremony was scheduled to be held on that day.

"Time is a little tight, so it's time to find more help." The old man poured tea by himself, with a hint of knocking in his words, "I don't care what happened in the past, but before we get engaged, we must break up with Miss Shen. "

When Fu Jichen heard the old man's words at the dinner table, he was prepared in his heart. When his guess was confirmed, he couldn't calm down after all.

He really didn't expect that the old man could be so arbitrary and dictatorial, and even made a marriage arrangement with the Xu family without him.

It's a joke.

He did not agree at all and could not agree.

Mr. Fu picked up the tea cup, glanced at him, and said in a serious tone: "You can raise your opinions if you have any, but the engagement date will not be changed. I will write the invitations myself starting tomorrow."

Fu Jichen stood up. Because he still had some respect for the old man, he lowered his head, but his eyes were very indifferent and determined: "I will not marry the daughter of the Xu family. I hope you understand this."

Mr. Fu frowned and banged his tea cup on the table: "Are you confused and really want to marry that Shen girl?"

"If I say yes."

"There are no ifs in this matter." The old man looked at him with his stern eyes and said in a serious tone, "You are the backbone of the Fu family and the person who will be at the helm of the Junshan Group in the future. Your significant other can only be your help and support. It can't be your drag. The daughter of the Xu family may be tolerant of that woman's existence, but my Fu family can't do anything that will be criticized, so it's best for you to cut off contact with that woman."

Fu Jichen sneered, what does it mean for the daughter of the Xu family to tolerate Shen Jia Nian generously? He never thought of raising Shen Jia Nian outside and being a shady lover.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, the old man became more ruthless in his words: "If you insist on testing grandpa's bottom line, I can only say that you are too young. I still have the final say in Junshan Group."

Fu Jichen nodded and smiled: "Yes, where is the proportion of shares in your hand? Of course you have the final say in Junshan Group. No one questions this."

"If you continue to be stubborn, I think the future leader of the group can consider replacing him with someone else." The old man was forcing him to make a choice.

Whether he wants a kingdom or a beauty, he has to choose.

The old man knows his grandson's ambition better than anyone else. It would be easier to let him give up his power than to give him a knife.

Huge waves surged in Fu Jichen's chest, his fingers secretly clenched into fists, and his jaw stretched into sharp lines. He had always been patient and restrained, and being able to show this was enough to prove his resentment. (End of chapter)