After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 586 Questioning and Examination

"Master,"

The mercenary guarding the gate walked in quickly again.

"Mr. Fu is here."

Fu's manor is all Fu Tingchen's personal confidantes, so the attitude towards Fu Qiming is naturally the same as that of Fu Tingchen.

Fu Qiming is still called Mr. Fu in the old house, but here he is directly Mr. Fu.

Of course, this is still in front of the old man.

Mr. Fu stopped in his tracks.

"What did he say?"

There was a bit of deepness on the serious face.

Uncle Yang and Yang Yi also frowned in unison.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Over the years, the number of times this man has come to the manor can be said to be very few.

The mercenary was startled for a moment by Mr. Fu's sharp eyes, and took a few seconds to react.

"Mr. Fu said that he came to see Mr. Fu."

Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes, his face was dark.

After a long while, he spoke slowly.

"Let him in."

"Yes!"

The mercenary immediately nodded, turned and walked out.

Mr. Fu sat on the sofa in the main seat of the living room, his eyes closed in thought.

Both Uncle Yang and Yang Yi could clearly feel the displeasure and coercion emanating from the old man.

Soon, Fu Qiming walked in.

"dad,"

He was sitting opposite Mr. Fu, with an undisguised scorching look on his elegant and handsome face.

"What happened to Tingchen?"

"What should Tingchen do?"

Mr. Fu slowly raised his eyes, his deep gaze resting on Fu Qiming.

"Why don't I understand what you said?"

His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was a little more meaningful.

"It's you, why did you come to the manor suddenly?"

Three rhetorical questions in a row made Fu Qiming panic flash across the depths of his eyes, but his expression did not change.

"I went to see you in the old house at night, and found that you came to the manor,"

He used the rhetoric he had thought up before, and said in a deep voice.

"I was worried that Tingchen would get sick, so I followed him."

"You know I've come to the manor since I'm not here?"

Mr. Fu looked at his son, his eyes narrowed.

"Your news is well-informed."

Uncle Yang pursed his lips, his eyes became more condensed.

Few people know about his and the old man's itinerary.

It seems that the old house is not clean and needs to be cleaned up.

Fu Qiming didn't expect Mr. Fu to be so serious now, and his face became a little unnatural.

"You are alone in the old house, so it is inevitable that I should pay more attention to you."

"Care about me?"

Mr. Fu looked at Fu Qiming slowly curling his lips, his sharp gaze seemed to be able to look directly into his heart.

"There are quite a few people who care about me tonight, and there are three more in the basement."

"Three in the basement?"

When Fu Qiming heard this, his heart trembled slightly.

"Dad, what do you mean by that?"

"Means nothing,"

Mr. Fu leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at his son.

Unfathomable eyes, with a bit of scrutiny.

"Dad, now is not the time to talk about anything else,"

Fu Qiming avoided Mr. Fu's sight, lowered his head, poured himself a cup of tea and drank half a cup, then spoke again.

"How is Tingchen's situation?"

The expression on his face can be said to have played the role of a loving father superbly.

"not too good,"

Mr. Fu spoke in a low voice.

"Tingchen's illness is very serious this time, and our Fu family may cause another disturbance."

"As Tingchen's father, you should do something more at this time."

"Of course,"

Surprise and worry flashed across Fu Qiming's eyes.

"Shall I go and see Tingchen now?"