Rose Manor

The nanny who came out of the kitchen carrying fruit was startled and almost threw the fruit plate in her hand. In shock, she saw Fu Jichen standing in the entrance hall and said hello: "Young Master."

Fu Jichen nodded and walked straight to the old man.

The nanny put down the fruit plate and silently took the cleaning tools to clean up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor. She sighed silently. This tea set is not cheap. The old man got it new last week. He likes it very much. How angry he is. , I just said it would fall.

Fu Jichen sat down on the sofa, leaned over and poured himself a cup of tea. He also joked leisurely: "This teacup comes in a set. If one is broken, the others become decorations."

The old man snorted with a straight face. He didn't talk in circles. He asked as soon as he opened his mouth: "Did you do what happened to the second young lady of the Xu family?"

The sudden news suddenly spread to a large area and caused a huge uproar. It would have been impossible without a driving force behind it.Although the old man is old and does not understand the twists and turns on the Internet, he still understands the basic strategies.

"Just for this matter, you called me back at noon?" Fu Jichen was thirsty. He didn't drink tea as slowly as usual. He finished one cup in two or three gulps and refilled himself a cup.

"Do you think this is a trivial matter?" The old man put a hand on his knee and turned sideways to look at his smart grandson.

Fu Jichen was not afraid to look him in the eye and said in an unhurried tone: "If I said that I didn't know about this before you called me, would you believe it?"

The old man was silent, his eyes scanning his face back and forth.

Fu Jichen continued: "Do you think your grandson is a person who would not hesitate to ruin a woman's reputation in order to break off the engagement?"

"Really not you?"

In fact, the old man believed him when he opened his mouth to explain. However, he didn't want to admit his misunderstanding about him, so his tone was a little awkward.

Fu Jichen told him clearly: "No."

The old man's expression softened and he changed the topic: "Have you eaten?"

"Not to mention eating, I haven't even had a sip of water all morning."

Fu Jichen didn't mean to be miserable, he wanted to emphasize that he was very busy and had no time and energy to waste on other things. If this kind of thing happens again in the future, don't doubt him.

The old man saw him sitting down and drank three cups of tea in a row. He also saw that his complexion was not good and he was obviously tired. He spoke with concern: "No matter how busy you are at work, you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest. Don't take advantage of your youth to take advantage of your health." Take it seriously. Now that you are back, have a meal at home and rest before leaving."

Fu Jichen had no objection.

Most of the dishes on the dining table were Fu Jichen's favorite dishes. The nanny had just brought the last soup to the table when Fu Yuling came back carrying a newly bought brand-name bag. Her mood was as bright as the sun outside.

When she returned home and saw Fu Jichen there, Fu Yuling was even happier. She ran to the bathroom to wash her hands and sat next to him: "Brother, why did you come back to your old house at noon?"

Fu Jichen didn't look at her, he just picked up the food and said vaguely: "I have something to deal with when I come back."

The nanny brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of Fu Yuling. She used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of pork ribs for Fu Jichen: "Eat more, the work is so hard."

Fu Jichen glanced at her, and Fu Yuling met his eyes. Her heartbeat was pounding, and she curled her lips toward him: "Look what I'm doing, eating."

Mr. Fu looked at the beautifully dressed Fu Yuling and asked about his daughter-in-law who was hospitalized: "How is your mother's health lately?"

Fu Yuling pursed her lips and said nothing.

She occasionally visited Wei Ronghua in the hospital, brought her the soup stewed by the nanny, and chatted with her to relieve her boredom.

After learning that she was not Wei Ronghua's biological daughter, she actually didn't have much psychological change towards Wei Ronghua. After all, she had raised him single-handedly, and she didn't know who her biological parents were, but Wei Ronghua treated her the same as before. It’s different.

Wei Ronghua didn't say anything unpleasant, nor did he reveal the fact that she was not her daughter, but his eyes and behavior showed that he was alienated from her and even disliked her.

After a long time, Fu Yuling was not willing to go to her to find pleasure again.

Seeing that she couldn't answer, Mr. Fu immediately frowned to express his dissatisfaction: "That's your mother. She's sick. You should pay more attention to her. Don't just play around all day."

Fu Yuling did not talk back to the old man about this matter, and nodded obediently: "I understand, grandpa, I will often go to the hospital to accompany my mother."

The old man felt a little relieved, ate a few chopsticks of vegetables, sighed, and said to Fu Jichen: "Since that person from the Xu family has such a scandal, it is impossible for him to enter the door of my Fu family again. Again, Grandpa Don’t tell me you don’t want to hear it. Your 33rd birthday is next month, and it’s time to start a family. Do you have a girl from an aristocratic family that you like?”

Mr. Fu completely gave up the idea of ​​marrying with the Xu family. He meant to let Fu Jichen choose his favorite marriage partner, but he still limited his mate selection criteria to the scope of "ladies from aristocratic families".

Fu Yuling slowly stopped chewing, and glanced at Fu Jichen beside him out of the corner of his eye. Hearing his answer "no", he couldn't help but feel happy.

The old man did not reveal this, and asked again: "What type of girl do you like? Grandpa will help you pay attention." Fu Yuling clenched his chopsticks and raised his ears, for fear of missing a word.

Fu Jichen said: "Long hair, big eyes, white skin, pretty, stubborn personality, quiet when it's time to be quiet, making a fuss when it's time to lose temper, can play the cello, not very good at cooking, and likes to adopt stray cats Dogs don’t like to act coquettishly.”

He added in his mind: But occasionally he shows a coquettish look, especially taking advantage of others, and wants to hold all the good things in the world in front of her.

The first time he heard such a long criteria for selecting a mate, Mr. Fu was stunned and speechless.

Fu Yuling's pounding heart gradually cooled down. When she heard the words "can play the cello", she knew he was talking about Shen Jianian.

He still can't forget her.

Shen Jia Nian has been dead for three years!Why doesn't he let go?

Fu Jichen took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, indicating that he had finished eating. He stood up and pushed away the chair, took the suit jacket on the back of the chair and hung it on his arm: "Grandpa, eat slowly, I'm going to the company first."

Fu Yuling looked at his leaving figure, feeling anxious. Some things could no longer wait. Waiting and waiting would only lead to the news that he was about to get engaged to a daughter of a certain family again.

Solving those women will ultimately treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

She wanted him, wanted to be with him.

*
Shen Jianian was not a gossip, so she would know the news on the Internet. She happened to overhear the news while the other members of the band were having a discussion.

At around five o'clock in the evening, Pei Che got off work and drove over to pick her up.

Shen Jianian put the cello in the back row, went around to the passenger seat and sat down. While fastening her seat belt, she mentioned to Pei Che: "Do you know that the intimate photos of the fiancée of the powerful man in Junshan with other men were posted online?"

Hearing her mention the words "the person in charge of Junshan", Pei Che's heart suddenly tightened and he turned to look at her: "I haven't heard of it, how did you know about it?"

"The people in the band were chatting about gossip, and I overheard a few words." Shen Jianian remembered that he had seen the rumored Junshan leader on TV news before, and his tone inevitably showed sympathy for him, "It seems that his name is Fu Hechen , with such a family background, appearance and temperament, his fiancée is actually willing to cuckold him."

Pei Che started the engine, his fingers on the steering wheel were slightly cold, and he did not answer these words.

He knew very well that he was afraid, afraid that she would mention that person's name and things related to him, and afraid that she would think of something if she mentioned it too many times.

There was some silence on the way home. Shen Jianian noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere, but couldn't explain the reason.

In Jade Tianfu's villa, Zhou Ruo prepared a table of sumptuous dishes, baked sweet cakes, and opened a bottle of red wine.There were lit candles on the silver candlesticks, and the warm candlelight swayed, casting warm and moving shadows on the wall.

When Shen Jianian saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes fluttered, and he carefully recalled the birthdays of several people: "Today doesn't seem to be anyone's birthday..."

She turned around and asked Pei Che behind her. At some point, Pei Che, who had followed her into the house, disappeared.

Zhou Ruo stood aside with a smile and did not answer her question.

Pei Che appeared again, holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, and slowly walked up to Shen Jia Nian, with a smile on his Qing Jun face, but also anxiety.

Seeing this scene, Shen Jia Nian immediately understood what was going on. He seemed a little at a loss. He looked at Zhou Ruo and then at Pei Che.

In the car last night, Pei Che said to her: Let's get married.

At that time, she was stunned for a long time. It was not that she was against the idea of ​​marriage, but she just felt it was a bit sudden. She responded to Pei Che in an angry tone: "How can anyone propose like this?"

Pei Che followed her words and asked, "What kind of proposal does Xiaonian want?"

Shen Jianian said: "There must be a candlelight dinner and flowers, and you have to kneel down on one knee. It is best to have family members as witnesses. But don't do it in public, I will feel uncomfortable."

After all, she is just an ordinary girl, not exempt from vulgarity.

Pei Che listened and put it into practice so quickly. He prepared a candlelight dinner tonight, bought flowers in advance and hid them at home, and Zhou Ruo, a parent, testified.

Under Shen Jianian's gaze, Pei Che knelt on one knee, his handsome features full of affection in the candlelight.

He took out a dark blue velvet box from the pocket of his trousers, opened it gently, and found a diamond ring lying on the velvet cloth.

"Xiao Nian, I'm glad that after so many years, we are still by each other's side." When Pei Che said the first sentence, there were tears in his eyes. He still insisted on finishing what he wanted to say, "You have suffered. A lot of suffering, whether physical or mental. Even if you don't say it, I know how difficult it has been for you in the past three years. Fortunately, everything has passed with time and we are all fine. I made a promise My birthday wish is to be with you forever, take care of you, love you, and make you the happiest girl in the world. Xiaonian, are you willing to marry me, spend the rest of your life with me, and grow old together?"