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Fu Yanchen greeted the nurse. He called Chen Bihua and went downstairs to buy cigarettes.

"Yanchen, you are finally willing to answer the phone."

Fu Yanchen entered the convenience store and chose the one he usually smoked. He said in a business-like tone, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"It's still your brother's . "I heard that he was fired by you?"

"He usually works hard in the company and often works overtime. Sometimes I hear him talk about things in the company, and he also says that the leader appreciates him. You did a good job, why were you suddenly fired? "

After paying, Fu Yanchen pushed open the glass door, put the phone to his ear, and lit a cigarette, "What's the problem?"

"I was just wondering. What's the misunderstanding..."

"No misunderstanding. It's his incompetence that has caused serious losses to the company. The people below came to report to me. You don't have to come and tell me that there will be no other changes to the decision that has been made.

" The words were so full that Chen Bihua was silent for a moment and then said, "He is your biological brother. Don't believe too much in other people's words. You should know best what kind of person he is."

"Ahao, this kid. You have been smart since you were young, how could you be so incompetent? Maybe someone is jealous and is sowing discord in front of you... Yanchen, do you remember when you were young, you told me that I don't have to worry about it in the future, even if I was kicked out of the house by your Uncle Fu, and you will support me and Ah Hao."

Fu Yanchen let out a breath, remembering the scene at that time.

At that time, he had just entered the fifth grade of elementary school, and Fu Hao was exactly five years old.

Once Chen Bihua and Fu Chengping had a very serious quarrel, so she came to him to confide in him and made her very miserable, saying that if Fu Chengping was kicked out, neither she nor Fu Hao would know how to live.

He was too young at the time and had no ability to distinguish right from wrong. After listening to her words, he thought that Chen Bihua had suffered a great injustice in the Fu family. Just like every child has the thought of protecting his mother, he immediately said, " It doesn't matter, I will make money to support you and my brother in the future."

Fu Yanchen looked blankly, thinking of those old things.

In front of him, a mother and her son passed by. The woman smiled and asked the child if the candied haws were delicious. The child nodded, and then the woman touched the child's head with love in her eyes.

He also had these. Chen Bihua had love for him at the beginning, but after Fu Hao was born, the love gradually decreased, and now it may only be a bit hypocritical.

He sometimes blames himself for seeing through someone too easily.

These years of experience have allowed him to develop the ability to read people. He will have nowhere to hide in front of him. Otherwise, he would not have witnessed the transition from motherly love to more and more love in Chen Bihua's eyes when she looked at him. It's the desire for money.

He grew up with a Confucian education, and filial piety seemed to be nailed into his bones. So in the past, he knew what he knew, and he never thought of drawing a clear line with Chen Bihua. I feel that what Chen Bihua wants is nothing more than some financial things.

But now that he has a family of his own, what happened when Fu Jiawen almost got lost last time was a warning.

His kindness to Chen Bihua's family may indirectly hurt the people he cares about.

After thinking about it, I made a decision.

"Really? I forgot." He said indifferently, "I only remember when I was five years old, you told me that I would only have one child. When I turned six, I suddenly had a younger brother."

"I... "Chen Bihua was dumbfounded for a moment because she failed to prepare for pregnancy and Fu Chengping was diagnosed with asthenozoospermia. She also thought she would never have another child of her own.

She was indeed ashamed of her eldest son, and her tone softened, "As for your younger brother, you are his brother. Please pay more attention to him. He has a project recently. See if you can sponsor it..."

"No way. ." Fu Yanchen interrupted her directly, "He is already in his twenties, and he has to invest money from me to start a business. How is this different from waste?"

Not to mention that Chen Bihua was talking about sponsorship.

He really got into money's eyes.

Fu Yanchen didn't know whether she wanted to say this herself or Fu Hao asked her to say it.

Chen Bihua continued to talk, and Fu Yanchen smiled faintly, "After all these years, have you really not felt sorry for my dad and me?"

The good topic involved her ex-husband, and Chen Bihua subconsciously wanted to refute, Fu Yanchen raised his voice and stopped her next words.

"When you give birth to a child and don't raise it, you should think of the current situation. Needless to say, the money you gave me was not a shield. On the one hand, child support is a legal requirement. On the other hand, I have been The money given to you has been doubled from that amount to dozens or even a hundred times. "

These words reminded Chen Bihua of the necklace Zhong Qiao was wearing, and the frustration and anger he felt at that time rose again." The total you gave me is not enough to buy a piece of jewelry for Zhong Qiao!"

"Chen Bihua."

Fu Yanchen shook off the ashes. This was the first time he called her by name, "Zhong Qiao lives in the same household as me. My wife, she legally owns half of everything I have now."

"What about you? Why do you think you can compare with her?"

"People's hearts are made of flesh. What I will give you is in my heart. There is a limit, neither more nor less. But if you keep this greedy attitude, you will never get a penny from me in the future. "

Is she greedy?

Don't you think you'll ever get a penny from him again?

Chen Bihua held the mobile phone, her chest trembling with anger, and the corners of her eyes became moist, "Fu Yanchen, is this your attitude when talking to your biological mother who is pregnant in ten months?"

Fu Yanchen raised her eyes, "I don't want to say anything. It's so absolute, but if you weren't pregnant in ten months, you wouldn't even be qualified to say this to me."

"Fu Yanchen! You bastard, you white-eyed wolf, I really raised you for nothing, do you want to listen to me. What are you talking about?"

Chen Bihua was hysterical over there. Fu Yanchen listened indifferently, without any emotion, just as a way to relax while smoking. He was a little disgusted by the loud voice on the other side and put the phone away.

When you finish smoking a cigarette, there is no need to waste any more time.

He hung up the phone calmly, brushed away the smell of cigarette smoke, and walked towards the hospital.

...

Watching the tall and upright man pass by, the nurse on duty at the nursing station remembered the director's special instructions and said thoughtfully and enthusiastically, "Mr. Fu, Ms. Zhong is awake."

Fu Yanchen paused slightly. , looked at the nurse absently, "What did you say?"

The nurse repeated with a smile, "Ms. Zhong has woken up, not long after you went out."

Fu Yanchen's heart skipped a beat, and his thoughts quickly came back, Almost jogging into the ward.

In the ward, the nurse was feeding Zhong Qiao porridge. She seemed to have slept for a long time and was in good condition in all aspects.

Seeing Fu Yanchen coming over in a hurry, she smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Fu Yanchen stared at her face motionless, breathing slowly, worried about disturbing the scene in front of him, and squeezed his leg with his hand hanging by his side.

The real pain made him believe that Zhong Qiao was really awake.

His eyes moved to the porridge Zhong Qiao was drinking, and his voice was dry and hoarse as if he hadn't drank water for a long time. "I'll do it."

The nurse asked: "Ms. Zhong, should I go out first?"

Zhong Qiao nodded with a smile.

After the nurse went out, Fu Yanchen sat on the nurse's seat, carefully blew the porridge to cool down, and then fed it to her.

The temperature in his mouth was just right. Zhong Qiao had just woken up and could only eat some light liquid food.

Zhong Qiao found that the man kept looking at her. After drinking less than half of the bowl, she couldn't help but said, "Why are you always staring at me?"

Fu Yanchen opened his lips, wishing to imprint her voice, face, and smile in his mind, " You were not injured or had any old illnesses, but you suddenly fell into a coma, you know..."

He paused suddenly, "I was afraid that you wouldn't wake up."

Zhong Qiao also didn't expect that she had been in a coma in the real world. Three days, obviously in her opinion, it only takes a few dozen minutes to recover her memory and communicate with the system.

Her tone was soft and comforting, "It's okay, I'm awake."

Hearing her calm words, Fu Yanchen suddenly stood up and turned his back, "I'm going to call the doctor."

"The doctor has already been here. He said it was fine, and if he was worried, he would wait until tomorrow for a comprehensive physical examination. "

"...Well."

From Zhong Qiao's perspective, you could see the porridge bowl in his hand, "You just wanted to do it. Are you going to find the doctor with the bowl in hand?"

Fu Yanchen's jaw tightened slightly, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

Zhong Qiao blinked, "Fu Yanchen."

"Huh?"

"Did you... cry?"

Fu Yanchen's back stiffened when she saw through it at a glance, "No."

Zhong Qiao rolled his eyes, "Then Come back and let me take a look."

"Fu Yanchen...Fu Yanchen...husband?" Her voice kept coming from behind, with a hint of naughtiness in her clear and clean voice.

Fu Yanchen didn't move, took a deep breath calmly, and then slowly turned back.

The man had a serious yet handsome face, his eyes were moist and red, and he looked totally different from the one who looked arrogant and angry at the company. This was a scene that Chenyu employees could not imagine.

There was still a difference between guessing and seeing it with his own eyes. Zhong Qiao was stunned. This feeling was like being wrapped in cotton, warm and soft.

"Zhong Qiao." Fu Yanchen's voice was deep and hoarse, and his gaze was as if he wanted to suck her in. "I have only cried twice in my adult life."

"...So, take good care of your body. , give me a long life, do you know? "