Early the next morning, Fu Tingxiu sent the child to the Fu family's old house to be raised by Fu Yingjie.
The son of Fu Tianqing and Lin Luojia will never be raised by Fu Tingxiu.
Fu Yingjie knew he was Fu Tianqing's son, so he was quite willing to raise him. The adults' grudges had nothing to do with the child.
You can't let go of a child with Fu family blood.
After Fu Yingjie received the child, he immediately asked his two-month-old sister-in-law to take care of the child and named the child Lele.
Fu Yingjie hopes that this child can bring happiness to the Fu family.
Fang Qiong listened to Fu Yingjie shouting happily and sneered: "This child does not bring happiness, I think it brings disaster."
Fang Qiong couldn't be happy just looking at this child.
She could have carried her own grandson, but in the end she couldn't carry her own grandson, so she brought back Lin Luojia's child. What did she say?
If this was just Fu Tianqing's child, Fang Qiong would not care about it, but the child had Lin Luojia's blood in her body, which made her very uncomfortable.
Fu Yingjie said: "Fang Qiong, don't worry about a child. What does such an older child know?"
"When you look at this child and think of your dead mother, what do you think?" Fang Qiong said, "This child's mother was your mother's murderer."
Fu Yingjie: "..."
"Lele calls me grandpa. This is Tianqing's seed. I will pretend that the child's mother does not exist. From now on, the child's surname is Fu and has nothing to do with Lin Luojia." Fu Yingjie said: "You reminded me Now, from now on, we can’t say to the outside world that this child is Lin Luojia’s, just that Tian Qing had it with someone else.”
Fang Qiong said sarcastically: "You really treat this child as a treasure, you can do it yourself."
Seeing that Fang Qiong was about to go out, Fu Yingjie said, "Honey, where are you going? How about I drive you?"
Take the opportunity to be courteous.
After Fang Qiong returned from England this time, she only worried about one thing, and that was to hold a wedding for Meng Ning and Fu Tingxiu. She didn't worry about anything else, let alone repairing her relationship with Fu Yingjie.
Fang Qiong's tone was lukewarm: "No, just guard your precious grandson."
"Wife." Fu Yingjie shouted, "I'll drive you. It's hot, and you're alone outside. I'm worried. What if you get heatstroke?"
Fu Yingjie said and went to pull Fang Qiong. Fang Qiong wanted to shake him off, but when he saw the scars on Fu Yingjie's palm, he softened a little when he thought that Fu Yingjie had caught the knife that Fu Tingxiu stabbed with his bare hands.
Fang Qiong said nothing and let Fu Yingjie pull her into the car.
Fu Yingjie is in a good mood today. He has a grandson, and his wife is willing to go out with him.
Fu Yingjie started the car and asked, "Honey, where do you want to go?"
"Doing beauty treatments." Fang Qiong said, "Xiao Xiu and Xiao Ning's wedding is coming soon, so I have been taking care of myself recently."
"It's time to take care of yourself. Women need to maintain a good mood. This is the best skin care product." Fu Yingjie said with a smile: "After our son's wedding is arranged, we will go to England to see lavender."
Fang Qiong was surprised: "When did you learn to be romantic?"
I also like young people to look at lavender.
"Xiao Xiu said before that there was a problem in marriage, and what needs to be faced is to face it and solve it. At this point, I am really not as good as Xiao Xiu." Fu Yingjie said with emotion: "Xiao Xiu and Meng Ning have had many bumps along the way. No matter what happens, Xiao Xiu always persisted in everything and firmly chose Meng Ning. Now that I am old, I suddenly believe in love again."
Fang Qiong said sarcastically: "Don't compare yourself with your son. My son knows what he wants and is determined for himself. What about you? You cheated on me when I was pregnant, Fu Yingjie, are you disgusting..."
Speaking of this matter, Fang Qiong felt angry.
Fu Yingjie quickly said: "I was wrong about this, wife, let's turn this over."
"Not good." Fang Qiong said with a cold face: "You men made a mistake, so you just want to turn over the story and everything will be fine, right?"
"But we can't hold on to the past forever. We still have to look forward."
"Why am I holding on to you? That's because you have never handled it properly. You have never handled the conflict between me and your mother properly. Your attitude has fueled your mother's arrogance and made me grudge for the rest of my life. pregnant."
