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Fu Zhaochen has always been thoughtful and considerate in his work.

Sheng Yiheng glanced at the shopping bags in Fu Zhaochen's and Ji Chen's hands. They were clothes from an Italian handmade clothing store with a century-old history of making clothes that he and his father Sheng Jinyan used to wear.

He took the clothes and patted Fu Zhaochen's shoulder, "Zhaochen, you have a heart."

Fu Zhaochen smiled, "It should."

In his mind, he was thinking about what would happen if Sheng Jinyan and Sheng Yiheng knew that he and Sheng Yiruo had obtained a marriage certificate and that Yiruo was about to give birth.

Could the two of them still be so amiable at that time?

Fu Zhaochen smiled self-deprecatingly, he was afraid that the two of them would think that he married the precious daughter of the Sheng family by taking advantage of others' danger.

Sheng Jinyan looked at Fu Zhaochen who was in a daze, and gave a rare chuckle, "You have contributed a lot to Yiheng and I's affairs!"

He twirled his fingers, and his eyes grew warmer, "Sheng has recorded the friendship between your father and you."

Too many things happened in more than a year, and these things were unclear to Sheng Jinyan and Sheng Yiheng.

But Fu Zhaochen understood that this could not be covered by a simple word of friendship. He had already accepted the Sheng family's greatest return of friendship - Sheng Yiruo.

His cheeks were flushed, "Uncle Sheng, go and change!"

Sheng Yiheng also urged Sheng Jinyan, and the two went to the changing room, while Ji Chen followed with a shopping bag.

As soon as the two left, Fu Zhaochen breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Yao and Fang Zhilin came over, but they stopped talking.

After a while, Qi Yao said, "Zhaochen, your father-in-law and uncle are really not ordinary people! After more than a year, the two of them have not changed much, and their aura is still strong, so scared that I dare not even breathe."

Fang Zhilin patted Fu Zhaochen on the shoulder and teased, "How would they react if they knew you abducted the fourth lady of the Sheng family home?"

Fu Zhaochen felt uncertain and remained silent.

Fang Zhilin smiled heartily, "I'm really looking forward to the scene of you being beaten. I want to move the small bench and crack melon seeds to watch the fun!"

Leng Fang and Du Zizhi couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Fu Zhaochen's face turned a little darker, and he gritted his teeth and pinched Fang Zhilin's shoulders.

"It's good, look at my joke? Believe it or not, I'll tell Chen Wanning that you, a big boss, secretly leak condoms every day to ask for a child, so please become a regular?"

He pondered for a moment, "Um, or should I go directly to Uncle Fang and tell him your glorious deeds?"

Fang Zhilin looked embarrassed, "Don't tell me, it's the same root, so why rush it!"

Fu Zhaochen said coldly, "I'm in a hurry. I want to fry you right now."

In the changing room, Sheng Yiheng quickly put on thermal pants, trousers and a shirt.

He laughed, "Is Fu Zhaochen so careful? All his shirts are ironed."

Sheng Jinyan looked at his son, whom he hadn't seen for more than a year, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He said hoarsely, "Yiheng..."

Sheng Yiheng paused for a while, but didn't stop what he was doing.

He wore his tie skillfully on his own, and said in a brisk tone, "Dad, why don't you change your clothes? I'll help you later?"

While talking, he tied his tie and put on a black sweater with dark patterns.

Sheng Yiheng sat there, leaning over to put on his dark brown leather shoes.

He tied his shoelaces, "The shoes from this shop are still easy to wear."

The smooth and smooth dressing movements are the cultivation and taste engraved in the bones.

Sheng Yiheng saw that there was a square box in the shopping bag, he opened it to be the Patek Philippe watch he was wearing before, his eyes were red but he hid his emotions.

He clasped the watch on his wrist, twirled the dial with his thumb, and looked at the time on it, feeling confused.

For more than a year, he missed a lot, but he was pure and sensible, and he knew better what he was going to do.

Sheng Yiheng raised his eyes and saw Sheng Jinyan looking at him with burning eyes.

His father's eyes were full of worry, and he glanced at the overcoat he was not wearing, "Dad, change your clothes, I see that you feel uncomfortable wearing these clothes."

Sheng Jinyan closed his eyes, stood up and changed his clothes.

Sheng Yiheng kept helping, Sheng Jinyan dressed neatly, Sheng Yiheng said with a smile, "Dad, you are still so handsome, tall and handsome, Mom must be very happy to see you."

Rong Lin is the love of Sheng Jinyan's life. The relationship between the two is deep and long-lasting. When he thinks of Rong Lin's suffering and sadness during the days when he disappeared, he feels distressed and sad.

Sheng Yiheng helped Sheng Jinyan rub the corners of his shoulders, but Sheng Jinyan suddenly turned around.

He stretched out his hand to straighten Sheng Yiheng's tie, and said in a deep voice, "Yiheng, I know your grievances, resentment, resentment and resentment over the past year, but you have to promise Dad that you will not treat me badly when you return to Ningcheng." Ye Yucheng took an extreme act of revenge."

Before Fu Zhaochen came to Northern Xinjiang, Captain Leng Fang of the Northern Xinjiang Criminal Police Team had already told the police and Fu Zhaochen's guess that Ye Yucheng had killed the Sheng family and his son.

Sheng Yiheng paused, knowing a son is like a father, his father has already guessed what he is going to do when he goes back.

Sheng Jinyan said again, "I experienced a lot of embarrassing things when I was young, and the situation was even more difficult than yours. But your mother told me that I must remember one sentence."

Sheng Yiheng's eyes were flushed, "What did you say?"

"Don't break the law for unworthy people and things. When you want to do something, think about those who love you."

After years of "precipitation" and "sharpening", Sheng Jinyan has become more transparent and sophisticated, and he said, "You still have me, your mother, sister, sister. Do you understand?"

Sheng Yiheng swallowed the sour feeling, "Understood!"

When the father and son went out, Fu Zhaochen followed the footsteps and looked over, and he smiled happily.

Sheng Jinyan's straight and well-proportioned figure, wearing a black over-the-knee coat, made his dignified, mature, and stable temperament more prominent. The fine lines around his eyes added a bit of the charm of a mature man, and he was full of style. Still less upright, a little more romantic.

His peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, were bright and deep, his thin lips were pursed into a thin line, and his chilling aura increased sharply, with an unquestionable domineering tone, which made people feel awe and respect.

Sheng Yiheng's appearance is similar to Sheng Jinyan's, but his skin is fairer. He inherited Rong Lin's lips, which are neither thin nor thick, and his smile is warm and like a black cat.

He is in his early thirties, more reserved and restrained, but his temperament is more rebellious than Sheng Jinyan's, a bit more noble, his peach blossom eyes seem to be able to speak, and affection is born when people look at him.

Fu Zhaochen suddenly thought of how popular Sheng Yiheng is in the circle of high-class ladies. He is unrestrained, unrestrained and charming. Those famous sisters who are a few years older than Fu Zhaochen, when they mention the two brothers Sheng Yiheng and Sheng Yiming, they are not star-eyed It's spring tide on the face.

"Uncle Sheng, second brother, let's go!"

Sheng Jinyan nodded, "Let's go, I don't want to stay in this ghost place for another minute."

Sheng Yiheng teased, "Dad, I thought you would say you were used to being lazy!"

The relaxed tone made Fu Zhaochen have the illusion that they had been imprisoned for more than a year, and their mentality had not changed at all.

But he also knew that some psychological wounds were hidden from view and could not be easily explored or touched. However, once the scars were uncovered, it would be heartbreaking.

The group of people arrived at the door. Before getting into the car, Sheng Jinyan looked back at the place where he could not see the light of day, and his sinister eyes flashed past.

Sheng Yiheng embraced Fu Zhaochen's shoulder, "Zhaochen, do you have any cigarettes?"

Fu Zhaochen took out the big nine that Sheng Yiheng liked to smoke, "Second brother, do you still smoke this?"

Sheng Yiheng rubbed his nose, and smiled wantonly, "Do you still remember how I like this, kid? When you and Yiruo secretly fell in love, you knew that you would buy me cigarettes and give them away."

He took one out, held it in his mouth, and flattened the cigarette.

Fu Zhaochen took out a lighter and lit it up for Sheng Yiheng.

Sheng Yiheng put his hands together to light his cigarette, and he took a deep breath.

He exhaled the smoke slowly, "Is my little sister doing well? Are you two still quarreling?"

Fu Zhaochen, "..."