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

"Grandpa—"

Just as Uncle Yang was about to leave, suddenly a servant hurried in from the outside.

"problem occurs!!"

Mr. Fu raised his eyes and looked over.

Uncle Yang frowned.

"What's the matter, so flustered?"

"Call from the villa...and say yes,"

The servant swallowed his saliva to calm himself down.

"It is said that the husband suddenly became seriously ill, and the family doctor in charge is on his way to rescue him."

No matter what, the husband is the old man's biological son, so he has to panic.

seriously ill?

Mr. Fu's eyes suddenly sank, his gaze was as sharp as a knife's edge.

Uncle Yang frowned even tighter.

As soon as the share transfer was announced, the husband became seriously ill. This is too much of a coincidence.

It seems that I can't sit still at all, and I have to act.

His eyes darkened, and he looked at Mr. Fu.

Old Master Fu's old and oppressive face was full of depression, and he spoke slowly after a while.

"Ignore it."

Ignore it?

The servant's face was full of surprise, for fear that he had heard it wrong.

Uncle Yang's eyes were clear.

The old man is giving Mr. a chance to stop.

Seeing that the servant was stunned in place, he immediately opened his mouth.

"The old man has already said to ignore it, what are you still doing here?"

"Yes Yes."

Only then did the servants react and retreated.

Mr. Fu looked at the towering old trees that were almost withered in the courtyard, and narrowed his eyes, his eyes were empty and stern.

Some useless branches should be pruned long ago.

It was his reluctance to part with it all the time that made it grow longer and more crooked.

It's all his fault.

Uncle Yang looked at Mr. Fu, who was obviously quite lonely, with a look of unbearable expression, but he didn't know what to say to comfort him.

At the same time, Fu Tingchen also knew the news.

The gray-white smoke from the thin lips rose slowly, hiding the man's handsome and dignified face, only the slightly raised corners of the lips could be vaguely seen.

"Seriously ill?"

Yang Yi and Zheng Hao lowered their heads, not daring to meet the long and narrow black eyes that exuded a cold light.

They are very clear.

Mr.'s 'disease' should not get better.

This random excuse may also become his end.

In the silence, Fu Tingchen spoke slowly.

"Be optimistic about the old man, this matter does not require his cooperation."

The cold voice carried a terrifying chill, as if as long as he wanted to, he could put his eyes in danger without any effort.

No matter what Fu Qiming's idea is, he can't put the old man in danger.

Yang Yi and Zheng Hao also understood what their boss meant in an instant, and their faces were clear.

When people are cornered, they can do anything.

The weather was gloomy and oppressive.

Nobody knows.

The huge change that is about to happen to the Fu family will set off a bloody storm in the capital.

After Yang Yi and Zheng Hao left, Fu Tingchen took out his mobile phone and called He Yan.

"Tingchen—"

Heyan's lazy voice, which is usually full of smiles, sounds extraordinarily tired at this moment.

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen opened his mouth and briefly talked about the cooperation with Huo Suian.

He Yan heard what his friend meant, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

With Huo Suian involved, Huo Jingxun would not have the energy to think about other things in a short time.

And this bought them time.

"I see, thanks."

"Thanks?"

Fu Tingchen raised his eyebrows, and his cold voice was unhurried.