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

"Master,"

The servant walked over quickly.

"Sir, madam and the second young master are back."

"What are they doing back now?"

The smile on Mr. Fu's face disappeared, and his seriousness returned.

"Let them wait in the side hall."

Ting Chen is in a bad mood now.

He didn't want them to meet.

"A side hall?"

The servant was taken aback.

"Yes."

At this time, outside the gate.

"Zi Ming,"

Wen Yi stood at the door of the old house, with a look of disappointment on her delicately made-up face.

"It's all my fault, I'm sorry for you."

Fu Qiming frowned, looking at Wen Yi with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Why did you say such a thing suddenly?"

"If it's not because the old man doesn't like me,"

Wen Yi hooked the corners of her mouth, revealing a wry smile.

"You won't even go back to your own home, and you still need to report."

She looked in the direction of the old house.

"If I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have..."

"Don't talk nonsense,"

Fu Qiming interrupted Wen Yi's words.

"The old house is where the old man lives, and it's the rule for anyone who comes in."

That's the way it is said.

But Fu Qiming still listened to Wen Yi's words.

The bottom of my heart was a little unhappy, and the frown never let go.

Wen Yi noticed this, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

Fu Tingchuan didn't speak, thinking about the birthday banquet in his heart.

"Sir, madam, Second Young Master,"

The servant walked over quickly.

"plz follow me."

Fu Qiming embraced Wen Yi and walked in.

Fu Tingchuan followed behind.

"Why go to the side hall?"

Finding that the servant was leading them to the side hall, Fu Qiming stopped in displeasure.

"Do you think we are not worthy to go to the main hall?"

The Fu family has always had a main hall and a side hall.

The main hall is mostly used for discussing affairs or entertaining distinguished guests.

Relatively speaking.

Most of the side halls entertain some distant or unimportant people.

Normally, Fu Qiming wouldn't care so much.

But after hearing what Wen Yi said in front of the door, he was still feeling depressed.

Wen Yi looked indifferent and did not speak.

Fu Tingchuan looked at the servant, and his expression was not very good.

What they dislike the most is the word 'bias'.

"Mr. misunderstood,"

The servant quickly explained.

"This is what the old man specially explained."

Fu Qiming frowned even tighter, Ruya's face was very ugly.

Before he could speak, Wen Yi took his hand.

"Qi Ming, forget it,"

She persuaded softly.

"For so many years, Dad has never really accepted me and Ting Chuan. We are used to it. Let's go to the hall."

"Dad, Mom was right,"

Fu Tingchuan lowered his head cooperatively, looking lonely and disappointed.

"It's the same wherever we go, anyway, we don't often have the opportunity to see grandpa."

Seeing his wife and son's wronged appearance, Fu Qiming was even more furious.

"Go and tell Dad, let's go to the main hall and wait for his old man."

After finishing speaking, he led Wen Yi and Fu Tingchuan towards the main hall.

The attitude is very tough.

The servant knew that he couldn't stop Fu Qiming and the others, so he immediately turned around and ran towards where Mr. Fu was.

the other side.

Fu Qiming took Wen Yi and Fu Tingchuan into the main hall, and saw Fu Tingchen and Shi Wan.

The three of them stopped in their tracks, with different expressions.

"It turns out that Dad didn't let us come to the main hall because of Tingchen,"

Wen Yi's voice was gentle, but her tone was moody.

"If I had known, we'd better go to the side hall."

Fu Tingchuan's gaze focused on the pear blossoms and rain in Fu Tingchen's arms, Shiwan with a sense of broken beauty.

In the fundus of the eyes, there was a glimmer of obscurity.