Your Miss Su is blackened

"You are my son, it's normal to come back to have a meal with me and chat, what can you eat?!"

"What are you talking about? Are you going to force marriage again?"

Fu Songbai was probably offended by his attitude, and said coldly, "We'll talk about it when you come back."

Fu Moxing didn't speak.

Over there, Fu Songbai hung up the phone.

Fu Moxing stood there, watching the people coming and going on the road, feeling a huge void and loss in his heart.

He felt like he didn't belong.

In this world, my mother died, my father belonged to someone else, and even my only wife, who belonged to him, was no longer married to him.

The saddest thing is that he obviously has a son, but he can't recognize each other.

He has someone he loves, but she hates him.

Helplessness, loss, sadness, and many other emotions surged up at once.

The cigarette in his hand was cut off unconsciously, and his heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't climb up, and he couldn't see the light.

At some point, a car stopped in front of him.

Lin Zhan got out of the car: "Boss Fu, why don't you speak when I call you? Get in the car, and I'll take you back to the company."

Fu Moxing returned to his senses.

He looked at Lin Zhan, his eyes gradually focused, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Zhan looked at it, feeling intrusive.

Fu Moxing finally got into the car without saying anything.

When the car drove out, he closed his eyes, and he closed his eyes in silence on the way back to Jiuzhou International.

……

At seven o'clock in the evening, Fu Moxing returned to Fu's house.

Dinner was ready, and as soon as he arrived, the family entered the dining room together.

The dinner was very quiet, and it was rare for Fu Songbai not to mention his marriage during the meal in his presence.

Fu Moxing ate gracefully.

Fu Yunfei looked at him from time to time, and sometimes at her parents. She felt that the atmosphere at the dinner table was very strange, but she didn't dare to say anything.

My brother has a bad temper, and my father has been at odds with him.

At this time, she was also silent, which seemed to be the best choice.

At the end of the dinner, Fu Moxing wiped his fingers gracefully with a tissue.

Fu Songbai looked at him: "Mo Xing, follow me to the study."

His tone was not as good as before, and his attitude was much better.

Although Fu Moxing didn't know the reason for the change, he agreed with a "hmm".

Then, the two went upstairs.

The remaining mother and daughter followed closely and left the restaurant.

Shen Lizhi frowned, looking a little unhappy: "Every time I come back, I call him upstairs to talk, and I don't know what I'm talking about?"

"That's definitely not suitable for us to listen to, Mom, don't think too much about it."

"I've been married to your father for so many years, and he never seems to let go of his guard against me. You are also his own daughter, but he seems to only kiss that son and give her everything."

Fu Yunfei, "..."

She has heard such complaints too many times, and now she is immune.

However, as a daughter, she still comforted her: "Didn't I promise you to go to work at Kyushu International? Mom, don't think about it so much, and live your life beautifully, okay?"

"Mom isn't planning for your future yet."

"My dad is the chairman of Kyushu International, and my brother is the executive president of Kyushu International. They are all so good. What do I need to worry about in the future?"

Shen Lizhi glared at her.

She didn't know whether she should be happy or sad for raising such an innocent daughter.