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

Chapter 227 It's Not Easy To Make This Brat Defeat

Is this gone?

The engagement has not yet been fully settled! !

Wen Yi looked anxious and was about to step forward.

Fu Tingchuan frowned, shook his head without any trace, and stopped Wen Yi.

Although the date of the engagement has not been finalized, it is almost inseparable.

He didn't want to make any noise at this time and attract Shi Wan's attention.

After all, this woman knows all their plans.

"Old Fu, we're leaving first, and we'll visit you another day."

He Yan and Wen Jincheng also got up one after another, greeted Mr. Fu and left.

Today's play is considered enjoyable.

In the huge meeting hall, only the Fu family was left.

The three of Fu Qiming felt a little uneasy for no reason, and they all lowered their heads to lower their sense of existence.

"Grandpa, it's getting late, and you've been tired all day,"

Shi Wan looked at Mr. Fu and spoke first.

"You have also been tired all day, and Ah Chen and I will send you back to the old house to rest first."

Fu Tingchen looked indifferent, as if he was following his wife's arrangement.

Many things happened today, Mr. Fu was so tense that he was indeed a little tired now, so he smiled and nodded immediately.

"it is good."

While talking, you have to get up.

Uncle Yang knew that Mr. Fu had been sitting for so long and his waist and legs were straining, so he stepped forward immediately.

"I'll help you."

"Uncle Yang,"

But Shi Wan got up and rushed to hold Mr. Fu's arm before Uncle Yang.

"Let me help grandpa."

Grandpa Fu's unconditional favor made her feel very warm and moved.

When his arms were suddenly empty, Fu Tingchen's long and narrow black eyes suddenly narrowed, and the displeasure between his brows and eyes was obvious.

Mr. Fu just wanted to say no.

"My body is pretty tough, no..."

However, when he saw his grandson's face, he suddenly changed his mind and changed the topic.

"However, the old arms and legs are a bit weak. They really need help. Xiao Wan is caring."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fu Tingchen's eyes sinking again.

Mr. Fu felt relieved for a while.

It's not easy to deflate this brat.

"dad,"

Fu Qiming looked at Mr. Fu with a little cautiousness in his eyes.

"Let me take you back."

He had to seize every opportunity to repair the relationship with the old man.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know when the Fu family's property was surnamed.

Such a large dose of anti-inflammatory powder?

When Shi Wan smelled the smell of medicine from Fu Qiming's body, a smile flashed across his beautiful eyes.

It seems that Yang Yi is right, the old man is serious.

"Need not,"

Looking at Fu Qiming, half of Mr. Fu's good mood disappeared in an instant, and the smile on his face also faded.

"If you have the time, why don't you check what happened in the lounge and how it happened."

While speaking, his deep eyes looked at Wen Yi and Fu Tingchuan with special meaning.

"Don't keep tigers as trouble, you won't know why you will be swallowed in the end."

He watched Jiang Qingtong grow up.

No matter from which aspect, she would never fall in love with Fu Tingchuan.

For what happened now, someone must have tampered with it.

Not only he knows, Jiang Zhaowu also knows.

It's just that no evidence was found, so the Jiang family had no choice but to give up.

Otherwise, there is absolutely no way to improve this matter.

He has always underestimated the courage of these two people.

Wen Yi and Fu Tingchuan were so frightened by Mr. Fu's words that their breathing became stagnant, and their hands and feet were cold.

They lowered their heads stiffly, pretending not to understand.

Fortunately, Mr. Fu didn't continue talking, and walked out of the door.

Seeing that Fu Tingchen didn't move, Shi Wan turned to look at him.

"A Chen?"

Finally remembered him?

Fu Tingchen got up from the sofa with an indifferent expression, and suddenly stopped in front of Fu Tingchuan.

Fu Tingchuan raised his head, and met those long and narrow dark eyes that were extremely oppressive.

He instantly felt heavy all over his body, a chill ran down his back, and cold sweat kept slipping down.

Fu Qiming and Wen Yi tensed up and looked at Fu Tingchen warily.

I'm afraid that he will do something again to hurt Fu Tingchuan.

Yet what they feared did not happen.

Fu Tingchen was tall and tall, standing there coldly.

That pair of cold black eyes looked at Fu Tingchuan, as if he was overlooking some ants.

"The ambition is indeed not small, but unfortunately, the ability is too poor."

In the casual tone, it seemed that he didn't even bother to ridicule.

Fu Tingchuan's heart was full of unwillingness, but under Fu Tingchen's gaze, he didn't even dare to move.

In just a few tens of seconds, he felt as if someone was holding his throat and he was on the verge of suffocation.

Fortunately, Fu Tingchen looked away indifferently, and walked out with long legs.

Only then was Fu Tingchuan able to breathe, his body softened and he leaned on the wheelchair panting heavily.

Wen Yi immediately stepped forward to check.

"You two,"

Fu Qiming spoke in a deep voice.

"Did you do something behind my back?"

At this time, outside the door.

Next to an extended Lincoln commercial vehicle.

Fu Tingchen opened the co-pilot's door, only to find that Shi Wan had already sat in the back business seat with Mr. Fu.

"A Chen,"

Shi Wan looked at Fu Tingchen with crooked eyes.

"I still have something to say to Grandpa."

Today is the old man's birthday, but so many things have happened, she feels uneasy.

As for Ah Chen, it would be too late to coax him at night.

Mr. Fu looked at his grandson's drooping eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

Facing Shi Wan's gaze, Fu Tingchen just frowned, his expression didn't change much.

But Uncle Yang and his son who were following behind could clearly feel the coldness and irritability emanating from his body.

"You wait here for the young master's order, and I will take the car behind."

Before the words finished, Uncle Yang walked towards the car behind without looking back.

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth twitched.

Sure enough, father's love is like a mountain... a landslide.

"I'm too tired to drive,"

Fu Tingchen threw the key to Yang Yi behind him, and bent down to sit in the business seat next to Shi Wan.

"Yang Yi, let's go."

Shi Wan saw a trace of sadness from Fu Tingchen's handsome and clear face, the corner of his mouth smiled deeper, and he took the initiative to put his hand into the man's broad palm.

Fu Tingchen pursed his lips, and the chill in his eyes obviously dissipated a lot.

Mr. Fu obviously would not let go of any chance to laugh at his grandson.

"Exit."

Fu Tingchen looked back lightly.

Shi Wan was afraid that he would say something that would upset Mr. Fu, so he immediately interrupted the two of them.

"I have something here,"

She took out a dark green brocade box from her bag, and handed it to Mr. Fu.

"See if you like it."