Rose Manor

Fu Jichen poured the boiling water into the teapot and said frankly: "Yes."

Wei Ronghua knew his own son, so he was not surprised by his honesty.She just couldn't understand, she frowned and said worriedly: "Why? You clearly know that your grandfather would never agree to such a woman entering the Fu family. You finally re-entered the group, why take the risk of angering your grandfather?"

Fu Jichen washed the tea, refilled it with boiling water, poured it into two teacups, and handed one to Wei Ronghua.

Since returning to Beicheng, everyone around him has told him that Shen Jia Nian is not worthy of entering the Fu family.Some are not stated explicitly, but the implications are obvious enough.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Wei Ronghua sighed and said seriously: "The daughter of the Xu family was chosen by your grandfather. Your father and I are also very satisfied. I mentioned it to you early on. You should know in your heart that she will be Your future wife."

Hearing this, Fu Jichen paused while holding up the teacup. A dark light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at her and asked, "When dad married you, were you the one he fell in love with?"

In an instant, Wei Ronghua's heart was hit hard by something, and his face darkened.

"I'm talking about you now." Wei Ronghua turned her face away, not letting her son across from her see the flash of embarrassment on her face, "Do you like that daughter of the Shen family?"

Fu Jichen stressed, "Her name is Shen Jia Nian."

Wei Ronghua turned his eyes back and fell on his face. He didn't look like her or Fu Zhengyun, and his personality was not related to either of them.

As the eldest son of the old man, Fu Zhengjun is calm and steady, but he is gentle and gentle at heart. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to marry her just because they accidentally slept together once.

At that time, he already had a beloved woman...

Fu Jichen was also calm and steady, but his behavior was more ruthless and decisive than his father. In her impression, this son was rarely indecisive.

Wei Ronghua felt a little gloomy when he thought about the past. He slowly clenched his hands on his knees, and his tone became more sincere: "Ji Chen, with your intelligence, you don't need mom to analyze the stakes for you. Everything else. Not to mention, none of your uncles and aunts are trying to please Mr. Jinbo and want to sit in that position. If you miss out on the right to inherit because of the love between your children, you will regret it in the future. "

Fu Jichen finished a cup of tea and poured himself a second cup. He still looked that slow and calm, and said in a quiet voice: "What if I can make grandpa have no other choice but me?"

His understatement set off huge waves in Wei Ronghua's heart.

She had no doubt that her son had such abilities.

There are many members in the family, but no matter whether it is the previous generation or this generation, if you count them carefully, there are few who can match his strength.

Fu Jichen knew that she was weighing things, so he spoke more directly: "Keep it in your heart. As long as you take care of yourself and don't try to interfere, you will have a life of glory and wealth in the future."

He turned over the tea cup, poured out the remaining tea, stood up, straightened his clothes, opened the sliding door and went out.

Passing by the main hall, Fu Yuling's eyes moved away from the TV and stuck to him. Seeing that he didn't stop at all and walked straight to the door, she stood up and said: "Brother, where are you going so late?"

"Mind your own business."

Fu Jichen didn't look at her, put on his leather shoes and went out.

Fu Yuling chased him outside the door, only to see that he had already gotten into the car. The two lights in front of the car were on, shining on the straight and wide main road, and driving towards the gate of Fu's house.

Holding her breath, she turned around and ran into the side hall.

On the tea table, a cup of tea was steaming slightly, and an empty cup was placed on the other side.Wei Ronghua sat blankly behind the steaming tea cup, his face frozen.

"Mom, what did you and brother talk about?" Fu Yuling sat on the chair where Fu Jichen had just sat and asked curiously, "What did he say?"

Wei Ronghua was silent, his son's words before leaving came to his mind.

What does "don't try to interfere" mean? Is he warning her not to find Shen Jianian in private?

Wei Ronghua's face turned bad when he thought that this might be what he meant.

"Mom, why don't you speak?" Fu Yuling observed the changes in her expression and felt that she was in a bad mood.

Wei Ronghua looked at her, and after a while, he confided: "Now I can't see through your brother even more. For such a woman with a miserable family background, you actually..." He actually warned his mother that he was seduced by that goblin. Is it possible to lose the soul?

*
On weekends, Fu Jichen rarely had anything to do and spent time in bed with Shen Jia Nian.

By around nine o'clock, Shen Jia Nian had had enough sleep. He tossed and turned in the quilt a few times. When he opened his eyes, he found Fu Jichen lying on his side, his black and white eyes staring at her. He was stunned.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Fu Jichen was very busy during this period and often left early and came back late. She would probably not see him when she woke up in the morning.Correspondingly, the pressure on him also increased dramatically, which was manifested in the fact that he smoked more frequently than before, and... he was not very merciful when torturing her on the bed.

As a result, she suffered from backache and fatigue all day long.

Thinking of this, Shen Jia Nian's cheeks and ears felt a little warm.

Fu Jichen held his head with one hand, pinched her red earlobe with his fingers, and said in a lazy and smiling voice, "What are you thinking about? Your ears are so red."

Shen Jia Nian turned his head and refused to let him touch her. The reason he gave was somewhat untenable: "It feels a little hot."

Past experiences told her that it was dangerous to continue lying in bed. After saying this, she lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed. Before her feet could reach into the slippers, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her with an unshakable force. Went back.

Shen Jia Nian's delicate body sank into the quilt, and before he could struggle, the man covered him up.

"Why are you running?" Fu Jichen's stiff body pressed against her, unable to move at all.

Shen Jianian deliberately ignored the man's hot breath and his heart beating like a drum, and looked at him: "Don't you have to work?"

"It's the weekend today." Fu Jichen lowered his head, moved his thin lips closer to hers, and kissed the corners of her lips in a teasing way.

"Don't all bosses have weekends?" Shen Jia Nian's breathing was irregular, light and heavy.

"Even a robot has downtime, let alone a human being." Fu Jichen's big palm pressed against her waist, and it still felt so gentle and soft through the fabric.

People say she is a gentle and fragrant nephrite, but she lives up to her name.

*
It was past eleven when I left bed, just in time for lunch.

Shen Jianian sat down at the dining table and looked at the well-dressed and steady man opposite, chewing the vegetables in his mouth with deep resentment.

Fu Jichen's face was calm, and he didn't seem to notice her resentful gaze. He picked up a piece of stewed beef with serving chopsticks and put it into her bowl: "Don't just eat vegetables, eat more meat to make up for it. I have lost weight recently." It’s a lot, is the food not to your liking?”

Cheng Jinlin, who was passing by the restaurant, accidentally heard this sentence and felt a thump in his heart. He was afraid that his husband would blame him for not taking good care of Miss Shen, so he subconsciously slowed down and wanted to hear what Shen Jia Nian had to say.

As a result, Shen Jia Nian choked and said, "I've become fat so that I can be slaughtered by you?"

Cheng Jin looked embarrassed and walked away quickly, not to disturb the young couple's bickering.

After she left, Fu Jichen gave a rare smile: "Look what you said, how could I be willing to kill you? Aren't you squeezing me?"

Shen Jianian looked at him and always felt that the "squeeze" in his mouth had other meanings, something bad.

After lunch, Qu Mo drove the car to the villa.

Shen Jia Nian thought Fu Jichen had to go out for something, so he didn't ask any more questions.However, when he got up to go upstairs, he held her hand and said concisely: "Change your clothes and take you out."

"Where to go?" Shen Jia Nian was pulled into the elevator by him.

Fu Jichen glanced at her and did not answer directly. He leaned against the inner wall of the elevator leisurely, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and said slowly: "You will know when you get to the place. I guarantee you will like it."