Xiaonuo, sister, sister?
No one had ever called him that. The joke in his mouth was obvious, but it was not offensive.
"Brother Lucai, we can't add friends. I left my phone in the hospital and I think it's lost."
Song Lekai: "..."
The third brother is so picky that he doesn’t even buy mobile phones for others?
As soon as Song Lekai finished complaining, Fu Sili, who was at the beach villa, felt the tip of his nose itching.
"Mr. Fu, I want you to go back tonight."
Fu Sili made a fist with one hand and put it on the tip of his nose, and sneered disdainfully: "Does he think I'm still a child? I'll come and go as soon as I call it?"
Assistant Zhang said with a formulaic smile: "Madam is still in the old house."
"Bang——"
Fu Sili slammed his hand on the desk so hard that a lot of coffee spilled on the table, "Tell Fu Zhengye that I will definitely be there tonight!"
…
Seven o'clock in the evening, the Fu family's old house
Mr. Fu sits at the head of the rectangular dining table made of ancient sandalwood, with Ji Rou on the right, Fu Sichen, Fu Siyao and Fu Sili who just came in on the left.
With gloom all over his body, he said calmly: "Fu Zhengye, it's best if you threaten me when you come back."
Mr. Fu glanced at him and suppressed his displeasure, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep. Eat first."
"Don't say these useless things, what on earth is going on?"
Fu Sili stared at him impatiently, without any respect for his grandfather in his eyes.
Mr. Fu held the chopsticks for a moment, then put them down, "Fu Sili, I told you, eat first!"
Faced with his anger, Fu Sili said nothing. He just stared at Mr. Fu quietly and confronted him silently.
Fu Sichen was not surprised, and he lowered his head to eat calmly, while not forgetting to pick up some food for the gentle and gentle Fu Siyao.
The restaurant was silent except for the slight sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks.
Slowly, Mr. Fu's hand placed on the dining table trembled slightly.
Fu Sili looked at him coldly, his gloomy aura increasing instead of decreasing, making people frightened for no reason.
The servant in the restaurant lowered his head, his heart pounding in fear.
This is really a fight between gods, and the little devil will suffer...
The tense atmosphere in the restaurant was getting higher and higher, like a balloon that could explode at any time.
"Ali..."
A warm and genial voice sounded, and Fu Sili turned his head. Jirou looked at him with a smile: "I'm hungry, can I eat first?"
Her gentle words reached the ears of everyone in the restaurant, and the pounding hearts of the servants returned to calm.
really
Fu Sili sat up straight, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a few symbolic bites.
His eating manner was not elegant, and even a little rude, but no one in the Fu family dared to laugh at him.
After the meal, the servants removed the food, and the dining table, which smelled of sandalwood, was instantly empty.
"Look at them all."
Mr. Fu sat at the head, his right hand on his left hand, holding a cane in both hands, and a pair of gray eyes glanced back and forth at the three of them.
Fu Sichen's face was cold and nothing could be seen.
Fu Siyao lowered his head and looked through the photos in his hand one by one without feeling any resistance.
Suddenly——
A cold white finger took away the photo in her hand and read with unknown meaning: "Ye Shi'an, the second son of the Ye family, the third of the four richest men in Haicheng, male, 29, master of finance from abroad... ..”
After thinking about it, Fu Sili stopped and raised his eyes to look at Mr. Fu with a smile on his face.
He said sarcastically: "Fu Zhengye, the position of the richest man in Haicheng is not enough for you? Are you going to do this to your own granddaughter?"
Marriage?
It's a shame he figured it out!
Fu Sili reached out and snatched Fu Sichen away. All the photos in Fu Siyao's hand, including those in front of his desk, were thrown into the air.
In an instant, hundreds of photos fell like rain, and Fu Sili's arrogant and cruel voice reached the ears of everyone present, "Want to get married? Unless I die!"
"Fu Zhengye, let me tell you, if you dare to let them marry, I will kill their marriage partner!"
"You...you dare!"
"Do you think I dare?" Fu Sili said calmly: "If you don't believe it, you can try it."
".......you!"
Mr. Fu's chest heaved violently with anger, and he rolled his eyes and fainted before he could finish a sentence.
"Old man!"
"dad!"
"grandfather!"
For a moment, everyone in the restaurant was on their backs.
