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Chapter 61 "I miss you so much!"

After the words fell, Duan Heng's figure paused, trying to explain something only to realize it was too late.

He has neglected to discipline and care for Duan Yu and Duan Zheng for so many years, and also neglected his family because of work.

Until now, it turns out that there has been a big gap between the son and the father.

And between him and Shi Jing, they were already on the verge of divorce.

He admitted that he had helped the Chi family intentionally or unintentionally for so many years only because he cared about his past affection, and he did not do anything wrong.

Because I don't love, I don't bother to care.

I also ignored Shi Jing's temper again and again, getting angry again and again.

Shi Jing walked around him, and Duan Heng followed directly.

Shi Jing said helplessly, "You don't have to worry that I will divorce you, I won't either for the sake of the company."

She paused for a while and said, "After all, I have a career, two children, and a well-behaved and obedient daughter-in-law. Apart from being around you, who is an eyesore, this life is so beautiful."

Duan Heng: "..."

He couldn't help but said: "Son... child, you don't plan to take care of it anymore?"

Shi Jing sneered: "That is my child, of course I will take care of it, but it has nothing to do with you!"

Her voice was cold and impersonal, which made Duan Heng stunned for a long time.

It turned out that he had never really understood his wife for so many years.

In the living room, Shi Jing was scrolling through Weibo with her iPad in her arms. It was the Weibo of Fu Zhi's studio.

There are many videos of Fu Zhi dancing, as well as videos of her students participating in various competitions.

Every scene is particularly touching, and every frown and cluster is full of tenderness and freedom.

Shi Jing's eyes were full of envy and longing.

But she doesn't regret all the decisions she made, and it took her 27 years to get Duan Heng's heart.

Forget it, don't waste time.

Shi Jing handed the video in her hand to Grandpa Duan to have a look.

On the way, he would definitely pass by Duan Heng's side, but he didn't give him a look.

Duan Heng rubbed his nose, trying to find a topic to chat with Shi Jing.

"Ah Jing, I heard—"

Shi Jing waved her hand and said, "Stop talking, you heard that everyone is good, I don't want to hear it now, you go talk to Chi An, Chi Ying and the others, right now—"

"It doesn't matter to me whether you cheated, whether you had an affair, or who you want to take care of."

After the voice fell, she added: "I don't want to listen and I'm too lazy to take care of your business!"

After finishing speaking, she went upstairs on her own, followed by Duan Heng.

I want to have a good talk with Shi Jing, I'm already in my 40s, what kind of "rebellion" is he playing?
Shi Jing closed the bedroom door, pulled a blanket and sat on the sofa, watching TV dramas.

The ipad is playing a suspense detective drama that is currently on the air.

Duan Heng has never liked this kind of thing, and there is no way to chat with her.

Duan Heng said in a low voice: "Tell me, why are you arguing with me? If you don't get engaged, you don't get engaged. I didn't mean to disagree?"

Shi Jing: "Well, you didn't say—"

"That's what you do."

—

The sun sets in the west, afterglow.

The high-end villa area in the north of the city was filled with tranquility.

Fu Zhi was squatting on the ground looking for the earrings that had just been dropped by bouncing around.

Fu Yan put his arms around his shoulders and leaned against the door, "Jiujiu, it's just an earring, let's not look for it anymore, why don't you send it to my little uncle later?"

Suddenly, Xiao Tuanzi, who was squatting on the ground, heard this and immediately said:

"No."

"That's the first time you made money and gave it to me."

There was a trace of softness in Fu Yan's heart, as if something was blocked in his throat, he could not speak.

He knelt down and accompanied Fu Zhi to look for the earrings that had just fallen.

Duan Zheng pressed the doorbell, and Fu Zhi urged Fu Yan to open the door and come find it by himself.

It's New Year's Eve, and the nanny and driver are all on holiday.

Fu Yan patted her little head, "I'm used to it, and I know how to order your little uncle, huh?"

Fu Zhi blinked mischievously, "Hmm, you and my brother are used to each other."

Fu Yan chuckled and went to open the door.

The person who came was Duan Zheng.

Fu Yan didn't have as much prejudice against Duan Zheng as Fu Yuechen did against Duan Zheng.

On the contrary, he is very optimistic about Duan Zheng, whether it is business or interpersonal communication, he is very good.

Not arrogant or impetuous, calm and calm in situations, methodical in dealing with things, and able to put Fu Zhi on top of his heart, that's enough.

He didn't expect anything extravagantly, as long as Duan Zheng could treat Fu Zhi well and not let her be wronged by others, that would be enough.

"Little uncle." Duan Zheng said
Fu Yan hummed lightly, "Come in."

"Where's Jiujiu?"

Fu Yan pointed to Xiaotuanzi who was squatting on the ground in the front yard and couldn't help but said, "Over there, I'm looking for earrings."

Duan Zheng handed the gift in his hand to Fu Yan, and walked over lightly.

Because Fu Zhi was eager to find the earrings, she completely ignored whether the person next to her was Fu Yan or Duan Zheng.

Fu Zhi frowned, and asked softly, "Did you throw it in the supermarket?"

Duan Zheng rubbed the back of her neck with his hand, and said softly with a smile:

"Fu Jiujiu."

"I thought you would call me little uncle."

Hearing this familiar voice, Fu Zhi quickly turned her head.

"You... why are you here?" Fu Zhi stretched out her hand and patted him.

Fu Zhi's eyes fell on him, and the light behind him outlined the contours of his facial features, which were neat and distinct.

The gold-rimmed glasses reflect slightly under the sunlight, reflecting the deep and seductive eyes behind the lenses.

Fu Zhi immediately looked away and coughed lightly: "Why are you here again, I... I didn't block you."

Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and the eyelashes fell with fine pieces of light.

White sweater and black trousers, clean eyebrows and gentle eyes, like a high-spirited teenager.

"No," Duan Zheng said with a smile on his lips, "here to help you find the earrings you dropped."

next second.

The man spread out his palm, in which lay obediently a diamond-encrusted earring.

The quality is not particularly good. It was Fu Yan's first part-time job, and he bought it for her, and it was also a birthday present for her.

Fu Zhi took the earring and put it on.

Duan Zheng leaned over, and the faint but clear cedar wood fragrance lingered in his nostrils.

Fu Zhi tilted her head slightly, the man's voice was slightly lowered, and said in a low voice:

"Fu Jiujiu."

"Happy New Year, safe and sound every year."

The man's slender fingers landed on her cheeks, and squeezed her cheeks with a little force.

Fu Zhi squatted for a long time, her legs felt a little numb, and as soon as she got up, she fell directly into Duan Zheng's arms.

"Send a hug?"

"Fu Jiujiu, how long has it been since we last met, and you just like me so much, can't you not see me for a few hours?"

Suddenly, a deep and gentle voice fell into Fu Zhi's ear.

His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was gentle, word by word slowly fell on the tip of Fu Zhi's heart, causing ripples.

Fu Zhi nodded her head seriously, and she rubbed her head on his chest, "Well, I really want to."

She tugged at the hem of his clothes, raised her twinkling fox eyes, and whispered:
"I miss you so much!"

"Brother, what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)