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In the hotel, Sheng Yiming who rushed over just after getting off the plane walked towards Fu Zhaochen.

Sheng Yiming is 187 centimeters tall, tall and straight, but he looks quite refined and refined wearing silver-rimmed glasses, and his skin has inherited Rong Lin's cold white skin.

He was even a little fairer than ordinary women, but a little darker than Sheng Yiruo and Sheng Yixia.

Sheng Yiming's hair was combed meticulously, his tie was neatly tied, a black shirt, a black tie with dark patterns, a cream-white sweater, and black trousers.

He was holding a pure black alpaca coat wrapped around a light gray wool scarf.

Sheng Yiming's facial lines are clear and clear, the high nose bridge and deep peach eyes make people feel majestic and mysterious, but the upturned corners of the eyes are a little more lazy and wanton, with a reserved air.

Every time his eyes fell on people, it was as if the spring breeze was blowing on the face but people dared not make mistakes, and the abstinent and cold aura was tinged with gloom.

This kind of temperament is very charming, making people want to explore a little bit, to find out what kind of man he is.

It's just that Sheng Yiming is his second uncle in Fu Zhaochen's eyes, he is "difficult and annoying", and he looks a little impatiently at Sheng Yiming.

Sheng Yiming knew why Fu Zhaochen's expression was like this.

He pulled out a faint smile, "Zhaochen, long time no see."

Fu Zhaochen pursed his mouth and smoked a cigarette, "Tsk, don't say that once you enter the room, I'm afraid you won't be able to come out alive."

Sheng Yiming glanced at the door, he pursed his lower lip and clenched the coat in his hand, "I can't escape this beating, I admit it."

He laughed at himself, "But I still want to thank you for waking me up."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Yiming stretched out his slender fingers that had been holding lancets all year round, pinched both ends of the frame and pushed up the glasses.

Fu Zhaochen sneered, "Since the third brother is mentally prepared, then I can rest assured."

After saying that, he let the door open a little naughtily.

Sheng Yiming was speechless, he sneered, "How can you be as immature as a child when you're such a grown-up?"

Fu Zhaochen, "Being immature is better than being beaten!"

Sheng Yiming is two years older than Fu Zhaochen, there is no generation gap, but there is a grudge.

When the two were in school, Sheng Yiming led the senior male students to teach Fu Zhaochen, Fang Zhilin, Qi Yao and Chen Junhan a lesson.

Moreover, he didn't have any definite reason, that is, a school cannot tolerate "two male gods".

Since the plot of Sheng Yu and He Shengliang was too serious, they disliked each other, and gathered their good brothers to fight each other.

Fu Zhaochen and the others were defeated miserably because the boys in the first year of high school were not as developed as the boys in the third year of high school and could not beat them physically.

Sheng Yiming looked at the dignified, self-restraining and radiant man in front of him, he sneered, "Don't worry, it's your turn after I get beaten up. My dad and my second brother don't know that you and Yiruo are married yet, right?"

He added, "Accounting for the due date, my little sister will give birth next week?"

Sheng Yiming smiled warmly, "I have prepared all the gifts, including a listed hospital and my future nephew's father being beaten up."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

He choked, "Third brother, those who didn't know thought you were a professional hooligan."

"Rogue doctors are not necessarily out of the question."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Yiming pushed the door open and went in.

Fu Zhaochen heard Sheng Jinyan's voice coming from inside.

"Yiming, come here...kneel down!"

Fu Zhaochen's hair stood up at the oppressive voice, and he heard Sheng Yiming's voice admitting his mistake as he knelt down, "Dad, I know I was wrong, please hit me!"

"What's wrong?"

Sheng Jinyan's tone is not high, but it has a sense of oppression.

Sheng Yiming said in a hoarse voice, "I am self-righteous, I didn't take good care of my mother, elder sister and younger sister, I was too conceited and extreme..."

The door slammed shut, but Fu Zhaochen didn't hear the next words.

He closed the door tightly, took out his mobile phone and called his father Fu Chen.

"Dad, I have already picked up my father-in-law and uncle, and the third brother of the Sheng family is also back."

Fu Chen had already listened to Ji Chen's report, he was very happy, and told Qin Zhuo and others the news.

After calling in the middle of the night, he was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply drank red wine.

Fu Chen was puzzled, "Why do I feel that you are not happy?"

Fu Chen could hear a bit of grievance in Fu Zhaochen's tone, "Is your father-in-law making things difficult for you?"

Fu Zhaochen glanced at the door, and then said, "Not now, he won't be able to attack me later, and now he is teaching Sheng Yiming a lesson."

Fu Chen smiled brightly, "Yiming's personality is just like his, he loves and hates him at the same time, at most, he will be beaten."

"Are you still worried about Sheng Yiming? That's his son, no matter how angry he is, he won't be cruel!"

Fu Zhaochen rubbed his brows, he felt that his father still couldn't see the situation clearly, "I'm your son, he would really beat me to death just because I married Yi Ruo."

Fu Chen shook the red wine in his hand, "So?"

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

He was speechless, "So, you call my father-in-law now, and I will send you the new mobile phone number I registered for him. Why don't I teach you?"

Fu Chen smiled heartily but with a hint of sinisterness, "Now that I remember you are my son? Isn't it too late?"

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

He couldn't believe it, "Dad, what do you mean?"

"It means that you married someone else's precious daughter while she was away, and her precious daughter gave birth to you. You deserve to be beaten to make her feel better."

Fu Chen added, "Besides, your father-in-law likes you very much, don't be afraid, he won't be cruel."

"Are you sure he likes me?"

Fu Zhaochen was so angry that his father was so angry that he asked with a sneer.

Fu Chen took a sip of red wine and said, "With great love comes great responsibility!"

The voice fell and the phone was cut off.

Fu Zhaochen's face darkened. Only now did he realize that he was much better than his father, Fu Chen. His father was nothing compared to him.

Afraid and fearful, Fu Zhaochen called Rong Lin.

He spoke slowly and calmly and told Rong Lin about finding Sheng Jinyan and Sheng Yiheng.

His mouth was very sweet, "Mom, Dad hasn't changed at all, and he misses you very much. However, he is also very angry with my third brother and me."

Rong Lin's tears couldn't stop falling, she stood up excitedly when she heard the news, she stared straight at the moonlight outside the window, she clenched the neckline of her pajamas tightly.

She felt her heart was about to jump out, she tried her best to calm herself down, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Zhao Chen, he's mad at the third child, I'm not surprised, why are you mad at you?"

"I'm angry that I abducted his most beloved little daughter!"

Fu Zhaochen smiled helplessly, "It's too late, I haven't told Yi Ruo the good news, I'm afraid it will affect her rest. But Mom, I have filial piety to you and Dad, and I am sincere to Yi Ruo."

Rong Lin's smiling eyes crooked, she liked Fu Zhaochen from the bottom of her heart, and it was from childhood to adulthood.

Fu Zhaochen is smart and can speak, and he also knows how to take care of his elders.

Naturally, she could also hear what Fu Zhaochen meant at this time. She smiled and said, "Did the third child get beaten? You will be next?"

Fu Zhaochen knew that his mother-in-law was clever and quick-witted, "Well, I'll be the next one. Mom, I got new SIM cards for my dad and my second brother, and bought new mobile phones. Would you like to talk to Dad?"

Rong Lin wiped the corner of her eyes, "Yes, you can send me your phone number, and I'll call him."

Fu Zhaochen responded with a smile, "Okay, I'll send it to you now. It's not too early now. We'll go back after sorting things out tomorrow. You and Dad have a long time to talk about some things."

Tactful and considerate, Fu Zhaochen did everything.

Fu Zhaochen hung up the phone and smoked two more cigarettes before the door opened.

The door of Sheng Jinyan and Sheng Yiheng's room just opened, and the doors of Fang Zhilin and Qi Yao on the opposite side also opened.

The two of them didn't know where they bought the melon seeds and didn't sleep. Each of them cracked a handful of melon seeds and looked at Fu Zhaochen.

Fang Zhilin went too far, he whistled, "Zhao Chen, are you going to go in and get cleaned up?"