Chapter 780 is almost full of complaints and hatred

Not family affection, only blood relationship...

Bai Hui's voice turned cold: "Is this what you called me?"

"I'm only going to say this once, and it's also the last time." Fu Xizhou's voice was cold and decisive.

For a moment, Bai Hui was in a daze.

Xizhou used to respect her even though he was very cold. This was the first time he said such decisive words to her.

Last time, even though the words were unpleasant, I still called her mom.

Her vision was a little blurry, and she inadvertently recalled the image of Xizhou crawling into her arms when he was a child, looking at her eagerly, wanting her to hold him.

She knew in her heart that Xizhou resented her, but everything was fine until Gu Beisheng married him.

Ah.

What a travesty.

Xizhou's father was sentimental and selfish, but he had such a son who valued love and justice.

If Fu Changfeng could protect his wife like his son, he wouldn't...

When I thought of those past events, I was trembling all over. I immediately jumped out of my memories and said coldly: "Fu Xizhou, you have clearly inherited your father's ruthlessness."

Fu Xizhou's eyes turned cold: "If my father has brought misfortune to you, you can ask him to return it and don't let it happen to my wife and children."

He didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he added: "Gu Beisheng is my wife. This is a fact that will never change in my life. Don't struggle in vain anymore. When I was a child, I listened to you in everything, whether it was good or bad." Yeah, I’ve given you everything you want. Now, please don’t interfere with my people and things!”

After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving her a chance to respond.

Then he threw the phone on the bedside table and put one hand on his forehead. His eyes were a little red and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Because the arc of the movement was too large, it involved the wound, and the pain caused a thin layer of sweat to form on his forehead.

Whether he was disrespectful or unfilial, he didn't want Sheng'er to be controlled by his mother like him.

He can bear all the resentment and unfairness of his mother because he is her child, but Sheng'er cannot.

Sheng'er was not born by his mother. If she were just to be his wife, she would have to accept all her mother's decisions.

That's so unfair to Sheng'er.

However, he also grasped the key point of what his mother just said.

"You have clearly inherited your father's ruthlessness."

He frowned.

This was the first time in a long time that he heard his mother say anything wrong about his father.

He had always known that the couple had broken off their relationship a long time ago. Over the years, he had never heard her mention her father. This was the first time she mentioned it when she was emotional.

Almost all complaints and hatred.

What on earth did my father do? How could he make his mother hate him for so many years?

He hesitated for a moment, finally picked up the phone and dialed Fu Changfeng's number.

Fu Changfeng answered the phone quickly, and his voice was unexpected: "Xiaozhou?"

Even so, it couldn't stop the mellowness and deep melodiousness of his voice.

His vocal cords were inherited from his father, and their voices are very similar.

Fu Xizhou did not greet him and asked directly: "Where are you?"

"I'm in Europe."

"You haven't come back to see grandma this year. Are you very busy?" Fu Xizhou asked, his tone becoming colder unconsciously.

Fu Changfeng was silent for a few seconds and then said: "Something happened to one of the projects. I will be back during the Chinese New Year. How is grandma doing?"

"My body is fine." After saying that, he asked again: "Can your problem be solved?"

"Yeah." Fu Changfeng said in a low voice.

Fu Xizhou had a cold temper, similar to Fu Changfeng, so the father and son had little to say, and soon fell into silence.

A few seconds later, Fu Xizhou broke the immersion first: "Dad, I just called mom."

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