Rose Manor

Chapter 150 Wait for me at home
In the old man's opinion, his silence was tantamount to disobedience.

"Okay, you are really good!"

The old man looked sulky, smashed the tea cup in his hand, pointed at the study door and told him to get out, as far away as possible.

Facing the angry old man, Fu Jichen refused to give in and slammed the door directly.

The door panel trembled behind him, and he walked down the stairs with a gloomy face.

Fu Yuling was waiting for Fu Jichen at the corner of the stairs on the second floor. When he saw him approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward to show concern: "Brother, what did grandpa tell you...ah!"

The body she pressed against was ruthlessly waved away by Fu Jichen, with the word "get out" attached.

His elbow hit the wall, and a heartbreaking pain hit him. Fu Yuling almost cried.More than the physical pain, it was the sadness and grievance that surged in her heart. Her brother actually told her to get out.

She pressed her right elbow with her left hand and raised her head, only to see his back walking down the stairs.

At that glance, his face was extremely expressionless, and it was obvious that the conversation with his grandfather was not a pleasant one.

Fu Yuling didn't dare to catch up and get into trouble. He turned his head and glanced upstairs, then endured the pain in his elbow and went up to the third floor.

The study door was closed tightly, and no movement came from inside.

After standing outside for a while, Fu Yuling raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

"Who?" the old man's voice came out, his breath was unsteady, as if he was very angry.

To be honest, although Fu Yuling claimed to be fearless, she was actually a little scared of the angry old man. In order to find out the outcome of their conversation, she could only muster up the courage to open the door and poke his head in first , saw the tea cup broken into several pieces on the ground, and was stunned.

That was my grandfather’s favorite tea set.

Fu Yuling swallowed dryly, calmed down, and asked softly: "Grandpa, I see that my brother's face is not good. What did you say to him?"

"This is none of your business." The old man's face looked equally good, and his tone of voice was particularly angry.

Fu Yuling didn't give up and straightened her back and walked in. She just wanted to confirm one thing: "Brother, has he agreed to marry the daughter of the Xu family?"

"Your brother is a fool and wants beauty rather than power." Speaking of this, the old man's hands shook with anger and his brows were furrowed. He couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the look in his most respected grandson's eyes before he left.

That's right, if my brother agreed to marry Xu Youxuan, my grandfather would not look like this now.Fu Yuling got the answer he wanted, but he wasn't happy at all.

The elder brother actually refused the marriage with the Xu family for Shen Jia Nian, and he did not hesitate to anger his grandfather for this.

However, if her brother gives up Shen Jia Nian and agrees to marry Xu Youxuan, will she be happy?The answer is no.

Fu Yuling came back to her senses, comforted the old man with a few words, closed the door and went out.

The old man was alone in the study. He took a new tea cup, poured a cup of tea, and sighed heavily. Will what happened 30 years ago happen again?
Based on this alone, Ji Chen is just like his father, an infatuated person. The difference is that Fu Zhengyun finally compromised and married Wei Ronghua, whom his family chose for him. I don't know how long Ji Chen will be stubborn.

Fu Jichen drove here by himself and passed by the living room. He didn't say hello to Fu Zhengyun who was sitting on the sofa. He took the car keys on the table and prepared to leave.

"Sincerely." Fu Zhengyun called his name.

Fu Jichen stopped but didn't look back.

Fu Zhengyun probably guessed what the old man said to him, and he was helpless. The old man said exactly what he said on certain things. He had experienced it before, so he naturally understood how powerless it was.

"I'll talk about it later at your grandpa's place."

Fu Zhengyun didn't say anything, but Fu Jichen understood what he meant, and turned his back to him and said word by word: "No, I will solve it myself."

Fu Zhengyun said: "Don't be too impulsive. After all, your grandfather is old. He went to the hospital not long ago and he can't stand the excitement."

Fu Jichen didn't answer, opened the door and walked out, bumping into Wei Ronghua who had just returned.

Wei Ronghua was not surprised that he showed up at his old house tonight. He just met unexpectedly and was a little uneasy: "You're back? Why don't you sit down for a while."

Fu Jichen nodded to her, said nothing, and walked straight down the steps.

Wei Ronghua turned around and opened her mouth to say something, but saw that he had already opened the door and got into the car, without giving her a chance to say more.

The black Maybach's headlights turned on, turned around, and drove toward the fence gate.

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On the way, Fu Jichen received a business call from abroad.

"Mr. Chen, it's bad, Lawrence is going to break the contract." The person in charge of the Swiss branch said anxiously, "I sent people to investigate the relevant situation, and the news I got is that three days ago, Lawrence met a businessman from the port city. noodle."

Fu Jichen had a premonition and said the name: "Xiao Hesheng?"

The person in charge was stunned, and then asked in surprise: "How did you know it was him?" He suddenly felt blessed, "So, the person named Xiao Hesheng was deliberately targeting him? Did our company have any conflicts with him before?" Fu Jichen did not answer, eyebrows raised. There was a deep boredom hanging over the room: "Wait until I get over."

After talking on the phone with the person in charge in Switzerland, Fu Jichen pulled over and dialed Song Fang's number: "There's something going on in Switzerland. I want to go over there to deal with it, check the air tickets, and book the nearest flight."

Fortunately, it had not been long since my last flight to Switzerland and my visa had not expired.

"Okay, I understand." While answering the call, Song Fang took the tablet in his other hand and put it on his lap. He quickly checked the flight information and reported to the boss, "There is a flight at 25:[-] and it needs to stop in Istanbul. Two hours... Oh, no, there is a direct flight at [-]:[-] in the morning, and it will arrive in Geneva just after [-] in the morning."

"Then book the direct flight and you go with me." Fu Jichen thought for a while and said, "Book three tickets."

Song Fang was puzzled. Before he could ask, his boss explained: "Lu Yanzhi is in Beicheng. Ask him to go too. You call him and ask him for his ID number."

Soon after, Song Fang booked a flight and told him.

Fu Jichen hung up the phone, threw the phone on the passenger seat, took out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from the storage compartment, knocked one out and bit his lip.With a click, a cluster of light blue flames shot out from the lighter, lighting the cigarette.

He squinted his dark eyes and took a deep breath. The smoke rolled into his lungs, but it failed to drive away the irritability.

The mobile phone on the passenger seat rang. Fu Jichen glanced at the screen with a cold face and found that it was Shen Jianian. His expression changed slightly. He took the cigarette from his lips with his left hand, reached for the mobile phone with his right hand, and pressed the answer button with his thumb. .

"When will you be back?" Shen Jianian asked him on the phone, her voice as soft as a feather, reminding him of his wife waiting for her husband to come home from get off work.

The depression between Fu Jichen's brows dissipated and he laughed suddenly.

Shen Jia Nian heard him laughing and was a little confused: "Why are you laughing?"

"Did you miss me?" Fu Jichen was very interested.

Shen Jianian hesitated and refused to say anything, and went back to the original question: "Are you still in the old house? When will you come back?"

"No, we're already on the way. We'll be home in half an hour." Fu Jichen lowered the window, reached out to the window edge, and dusted off the cigarette ashes, "Wait for me at home."

Shen Jianian seemed to hear the sound of a car horn and said "Yeah" and then said, "Are you driving yourself? Pay attention to your safety and don't drive too fast."

Fu Jichen replied: "Okay, see you later."

After quickly finishing a cigarette, he put the cigarette butt into the car's cigarette extinguisher, held the steering wheel with his slender fingers, turned a small half circle to the left, and drove onto the main road.

Around 08:30, the Maybach drove into the villa in Yunding Palace.

Fu Jichen took the car keys and got out of the car. He met Cheng Jin in the living room and said a few words to her. He learned that Shen Jia Nian was upstairs. Fu Jichen did not stop in the living room and walked into the elevator.

When she came to Shen Jianian's room, she was packing her things.

Fu Jichen appeared at the door of the cloakroom in a dusty state. He looked at Shen Jia Nian who was sitting on the carpet folding sweaters and asked, "Why do you want to pack things now?"

"The weather is getting warmer, and some thick clothes can't be worn, and hanging takes up space." Shen Jianian put the sweater into the storage box, walked over and stood in front of him, holding one of his hands with both hands, "Your hand Why is it so cold?"

He used to always say this to her, but now it's the other way around.

Fu Jichen couldn't help but laugh, raised his other hand to touch her hair, scraped her ear with the back of his hand, and said in a low voice: "Open the window on the road."

"At this time of year, it's still a bit cold in the morning and evening." Shen Jianian said, "You can't take it seriously if you are in good physical condition."

Fu Jichen nodded, indicating that he listened to her, and then changed the subject: "I heard that Aunt Cheng said that you didn't eat dinner at home, but came back from eating outside?"

Shen Jianian behaved very naturally without revealing any flaws: "I saw a very good private restaurant on the Internet during the day. I happened to drop by and went to try it."

"Which store?" he asked.

Shen Jianian mentioned a name. Fu Jichen had heard of it but had never been there: "Let's eat together next time."

Shen Jianian held his hand and never let go. Her small hand was warm and soft, and gradually covered his cold big hand. After hearing this, she curved her lips and agreed readily: "Okay."

"Why did you suddenly become so obedient?" Fu Jichen's brows turned into a smile.

Shen Jianian raised her face and looked at him, her eyes a little attached, but the next second, she heard him say: "I'm going to Switzerland and I need to pack some clothes. Can you help me?"

Shen Jianian clenched his fingers and her heart dropped: "Tonight?"

Fu Jichen turned his palm over and wrapped it around her hand.

He was not willing to leave her, so he could only resolve the affairs abroad as soon as possible, and then come back to compete with the old man: "The flight is at 25:[-] in the morning."

(End of this chapter)