Rose Manor

There was a lot of commotion in the restaurant. Mr. Fu wanted to have a cup of tea and go back to his room to rest, but he was so noisy that he frowned: "What happened?"

"I don't know. I seemed to hear something breaking." Fu Qizhen, who was sitting next to the old man, also had a vague idea.

The old man stood up with a cane and walked slowly to the restaurant.

The nanny was shocked by Fu Jichen's words. She was so frightened that her legs were almost weak and she knelt down. After some consideration, she looked at Fu Jianfang who turned around to leave.

Fu Jianfang met her hesitant eyes and almost wanted to rush up and cover her mouth.

When it comes to comparing Fu Jianfang and Fu Jichen, which one is more terrifying, the nanny suddenly thought and planned to explain the cause and effect of the matter: "It's... it's Fu Si..."

Before she could finish her words, Fu Jianfang interrupted eagerly: "I raised my hand to straighten my hair when I passed by. I never thought that Aunt Su was so stupid and didn't know to move to the side. No, I accidentally hit her with my hand. The tray is here. Mr. Fu, are you still trying to cause trouble for your aunt?"

Fu Jianfang explained the matter clearly, and the nanny immediately breathed a sigh of relief, saving her the trouble of offending someone.

After hearing this, Fu Jichen actually laughed.

Fu Jianfang frowned: "What do you mean?"

Fu Jichen felt a chill in his heart and restrained himself a little. Instead of having an attack at this moment, he called a servant and ordered: "Take Jia Nian upstairs to change clothes, and also notify the housekeeper and ask him to drive the car." Come out, I will take Jianian to the hospital later."

Shen Jianian: "Fu Jichen..."

She could tell that Fu Jichen was holding back his anger and might not expose this matter easily.

When Fu Jichen faced her, the cold anger in his eyebrows faded away, and he stroked her hair with his big palm: "Be good, listen to me, go upstairs to change clothes first, you can't catch a cold now, don't take it seriously."

Convinced by him, Shen Jia Nian pursed her pink lips, no longer hesitated, and entered the elevator accompanied by the servant.

The old man listened for a while and roughly understood what happened. His daughter Fu Jianfang was the cause of the incident. She knocked over the tray the nanny was carrying, causing the cutlery and leftovers on the tray to fall on Shen Jianian.

If she didn't mean it, the old man didn't believe it.

His daughter's vengeful temperament followed whoever she followed...

"Aunt, I've warned you more than once to keep your tail between your legs and be a good person and don't mess with me. You seem to have a bad memory and always forget." After Shen Jianian left, Fu Jichen completely lost his scruples and planned to follow him. Auntie settled the accounts carefully, "You targeted Jia Nian because you were scolded by grandpa at the dinner table and you held a grudge. You couldn't do anything about me, so you took your anger out on Jia Nian. You shouldn't have hurt her."

"Dad! Listen, do you talk to your elders like this?" Fu Jianfang's face turned livid, and she turned to look at the old man, begging him for justice, "One code equals one code, I admit it if you don't discipline Sibo, but You can't put all the blame on me just because of this. I told you, I didn't mean it. When I raised my hand to fix my hair, I accidentally touched the tray in Aunt Su's hand. Isn't this a normal thing? I don’t understand why Fu Da makes such a fuss. I know he loves his wife, but there must be a limit. Isn’t Jia Nian also hurt?”

The nanny lowered her head and did not dare to express her anger.

"You seriously didn't mean it?"

The old man looked at Fu Jianfang, his withered fingers holding the faucet crutch tightened, and his voice was rich and deep. Although he was no longer as majestic as before, his children's awe of him was accumulated over decades and could not be eliminated in a moment.

Fu Jianfang's eyes flashed when he was questioned.

The old man had not yet reached the point where his eyes were dim, so he naturally caught her unnaturalness.

Fu Jianfang denied it flatly: "No! I said, I didn't mean it!"

She denied it too late. The old man didn't believe a word of it and said with a black face, "What did I tell you? The family values ​​harmony and peace! Did you listen?"

Fu Jianfang was about to argue. As one of the people present, Honghong's mother said: "Even if my aunt holds a grudge, she should consider the consequences before doing anything. Not to mention hurting my sister-in-law, if my sister-in-law hadn't been quick-sighted, the casserole hit Honghong just now." Hongtou, what can I do?"

Her son was almost injured, and she no longer considered whether saying this would hurt the face of her elders. It's not like she didn't notice that Fu Jianfang did it on purpose.

Do you think everyone else is a fool?

"You bitch! What do you know?" Fu Jianfang was furious. She didn't dare to challenge the old man, nor did she dare to get angry at Fu Jichen, so she pointed her finger at the soft persimmon-like woman.

The next second, a slap hit her face, and half of Fu Jianfang's face was in burning pain.

Fu Jianfang covered her face and looked at the old man in disbelief, her eyes widened and her lips trembling: "Dad..."

"You say that people don't take you as an elder seriously, but look at yourself. You don't look like an elder at all. You curse others when you open your mouth. Who taught you?" Mr. Fu was extremely disappointed. "The next two days You don't have to take care of the child anymore. Send it to the old house. Whether I send it to the army or hire someone to come to the house to discipline it is none of your business. If the Jia family's old house wants to take the child back and discipline it, that's fine, but they can't do it anymore. Put it in front of you and your wife."

"Dad!" Fu Jianfang shouted hysterically. Shen Jianian, who had just stepped out of the elevator, was startled by a scream and paused briefly.

Fu Jichen saw her first and had no intention of staying in the old house for a long time. He said harsh words to Fu Jianfang: "If there is anything wrong with Jia Nian, I have taken note of this account and will pay it back twice as much in the future."

The servant came over to inform him that the housekeeper had already driven the car outside the door. Fu Jichen carried Shen Jia Nian into the car and gave instructions to go to the hospital.

The housekeeper didn't ask any more questions. He turned on the navigation and drove the car out of the old house as he said.

On the way, Fu Jichen made a phone call, and the housekeeper heard that he was communicating with the doctor. However, the examination items were a bit strange. It was said that Shen Jia Nian was hit by tableware and splashed with hot soup, and should be examined for trauma... That didn't seem to be what Fu Jichen said. thing.

After Fu Jichen finished the call, Shen Jianian asked in a low voice: "I don't feel any discomfort, do I still need to get checked?"

She had taken a shower, and she smelled of shower gel specially designed for pregnant women. The fragrance was very light. Fu Jichen held her in his arms: "Go to the hospital first and let the doctor see it before deciding whether to do an examination. I can feel more at ease."

After arriving at the hospital, the housekeeper parked the car and followed them up the elevator in case they needed help.

I went to the obstetrics and gynecology department. The housekeeper stared at the blue guidance sign for a long time, feeling a little surprised.

Dr. Zhao, who received the call in advance, is waiting. In addition to him, there is an older doctor in the office. According to Dr. Zhao, he is his teacher.

The housekeeper was waiting outside and did not go in. After a moment, a call from the landline of the old house came on his mobile phone. He walked a little further and answered: "Old man."

"Is there anything wrong with Jia Nian?"

After the couple left, the old man recalled Fu Jichen's expression. The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Fu Jichen was indeed too nervous. The old man didn't see Shen Jia Nian being hit. He didn't know whether she was seriously injured.

The housekeeper paused for a moment, then told the old man the truth: "The eldest young master took the young madam to the obstetrician and gynecologist's office. I saw that there was Mr. Chen and Chen Shaoxian inside. He was..."

The old man understands that Mr. Chen is the head of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of the North Affiliated Hospital.

Fu Jichen's overly nervous face reappeared in his mind, as well as Honghong's mother's words that Shen Jia Nian was nauseated and vomited all the food he ate. There was something else the old man couldn't figure out - Shen Jia Nian was pregnant.

No wonder Fu Jichen would ignore the rules of childhood and get so angry at Fu Jianfang.

"Jia Nian, how is she doing now?"

The old man's voice came through the receiver, and the housekeeper could tell that the old man was a little excited.

The housekeeper glanced at the closed office door, but no one had come out yet: "I don't know, the eldest young master is accompanying the young lady inside."

The old man solemnly warned: "If anything happens, please call me again."

"Don't worry too much. I think the young lady is fine." The housekeeper reassured him.

How can the old man rest assured that if nothing serious happens, can he invite the head of the obstetrics and gynecology department?

Putting down the phone, the old man looked at Fu Jianfang, who was sitting on the sofa with his head down and crying silently. The anger that had just subsided started to burn again.

Fu Jianfang wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue. In front of so many servants, the old man slapped her. Not only did she lose her face, but the servants were laughing at her behind her back. It was unbearable to think about it. The old man also wants to take her two children away from her. Although she is usually busy with work and neglects to discipline her children, it does not mean that she can accept the separation from her children...

"Stop crying." The old man put on a cold face, put his hands behind his hands and meditated for a moment, and made up his mind, "Since one or two verbal lessons cannot make you remember, then go and think about it in front of your ancestors."

Fu Jianfang was startled and raised his eyes, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes. In his hazy vision was the old man's determined face: "Dad, you... what do you mean?"

"Go to the ancestral hall, kneel down, and think about where you went wrong." The old man said more clearly, "Go by yourself, don't let me ask someone to pull you, it won't look good."

Fu Jianfang opened his mouth, but he couldn't even say a word to beg for mercy.

The old man said mercilessly: "Go now. When you have figured it out, you will come out. Don't worry about the company's affairs for the time being. Leave the project in hand to your two brothers."

"Dad!" Fu Jianfang's voice was sad.

The old man ignored her and didn't want to listen to her excuses anymore, so he went back to his room with a cane.

He should never have been soft-hearted towards her in the past. Thinking that she was his only daughter, he indulged her repeatedly and developed her arrogant and unreasonable behavior.