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"Why hasn't Huaer come back yet?"

Fu Sihuai didn't even take out his cell phone and said he didn't know.

The old man saw through his perfunctory attitude, glared at him angrily, and turned around to order Fu Yueci around.

"Yue, call your second brother and ask where he is."

Fu Yueci said "oh" and went out with his phone.

The other members of the Fu family had different thoughts, but most of them remained silent.

Although the old man didn't say it, everyone knew that he loved Fu Sihuai's children the most.

After waiting for five minutes, Fu Yueci didn't come back.

I thought he might have gone out to play after finishing his phone call. He couldn't play with his phone in the house, so how could he stay idle?

The old man just snorted lightly and said nothing, just condoning it.

Xia Yuechu, the daughter-in-law of the eldest wife, couldn't wait any longer and had something to say that she had to express.

"Fourth brother had his men take Pink Star to be cleaned last night. This morning, several of our high-end jewelry designers received a commission to design a necklace. Are they going to modify Pink Star?"

Fu Sihuai nodded, picked up the orange on the table, and put it in Qingqing's hand so that she could peel it to relieve her boredom.

The smile on Xia Yuechu's lips deepened. She turned and waved to her eldest daughter, asking her to come and sit next to her.

"Xi'er is getting engaged to the Ji family this Chinese New Year. Since the pink star symbolizes perfect love, why not give Xi'er a lucky charm?"

Fu Qiaoxi was a little surprised when she was pulled over. She had never dared to think about it.

She carefully glanced at Fu Sihuai's calm expression, and felt a little panicked, and quietly pulled her mother.

Xia Yuechu held her hand tightly to reassure her.

She glanced around and saw that the old man didn't express his opinion, which meant that there was something to talk about.

"Xiaoxi is the eldest daughter of our Fu family. Her wedding also represents the reputation of our Fu family. It is most appropriate for her to be married to her."

Fu Qiaoxi is twenty-four years old this year and the first one born in this generation.

She was already favored, and had parents who were willing to help her build a future, so she had no shortage of things and was open-minded about money and property.

Now, when he heard that his mother wanted the pink star in his fourth uncle's hand, he secretly pulled her several times to dissuade her.

In addition to her, there is another girl in the third room, named Fu Wanwan, who is seventeen years old this year and two months older than Fu Xueji.

She is the exact opposite of Fu Qiaoxi. Her parents don't pay much attention to her. They place all their hopes on their two sons and never give her anything.

That's why Fu Wanwan's temper is much sharper.

Pink Star, a nearly 60-carat fancy pink diamond, has the highest grade of color and clarity for pink diamonds. It was sold at a foreign auction house for 400 million yuan decades ago.

To this day, there has never been a pink diamond this large, and its gold content is still rising. If it were put on auction now, it could fetch 500 million.

When the old lady wore it on Su Nanxi's hand at the wedding, it looked like a glowing pigeon egg.

Of course Fu Wanwan also wants this kind of good thing.

But her mother was eating oranges without saying anything, so she had to speak for herself.

"Aunt, my elder sister already has so many good things, please don't snatch this pink star."

Fu Wanwan's mother Ming Tianqing looked at her daughter in surprise.

She knew that Fu Sihuai's things were not so easy to snatch, so she was just sitting on the sidelines watching the fight, but she didn't expect her daughter to get involved.

At this point, it goes without saying that he is also going for Pink Star.

She said nothing and had a completely laissez-faire attitude.

I was thinking to myself that if Wanwan got it, I would give it to my eldest son, and if she didn't get it, she wouldn't suffer any loss.

Xia Yuechu was not very happy, but did not show it.

"Wanwan, you should be proud that your elder sister is doing well. Auntie is not trying to grab anything. She is trying to gain face for the girls of our Fu family."

Fu Wanwan curled her lips and said, "You can't say that..."

During the meal, one could only hear the two of them chatting with each other, it was very lively.

Fu Sihuai took a sip of tea and watched the fun.

Suddenly, something cool and soft poked his lips. He looked down and saw the little girl in his arms whispering to him to eat oranges.

He put down the teacup in his hand, took the orange slice with his slender hand, and put it back into Qingqing's mouth.

Then he raised his indifferent eyes, swept his gaze over the two people arguing, and said in a lazy and indifferent voice, "Stop arguing. I won't give it to anyone."

The room suddenly became quiet. Old Master Fu raised his eyelids and looked at him for a few seconds, snorted coldly, and then lowered his eyelids again.

Fu Sihuai had no expression on his face, and his tone was the same as usual, light and calm.

"It's my daughter's."

Xia Yuechu's face changed, and when she was about to blurt out "Where did you get your daughter?" she saw the little girl in his arms.

Now her face looked even uglier, and she wasn't the only one.

"Fourth brother wants to give Pink Star to the one in your arms..."

"Well, her name is Qingqing."

Xia Yuechu didn't care what her name was, she didn't even care about the child, she only cared about who would get the 500 million in the end.

Fu Wanwan's thoughts were slightly different. She widened her eyes and asked in disbelief, "Fourth Uncle, are you going to give the pink star to an outsider?"

Fu Sihuai paused and asked expressionlessly, "My daughter is an outsider?"

Under normal circumstances, Fu Wanwan would have noticed that he was in a bad mood, but she was so emotionally shocked that she didn't think about it too much.

She is already seventeen years old. Her parents didn't leave her a single good thing. They gave all the cars, houses, jewelry and antiques to her brother.

She was originally jealous of Fu Qiaoxi, and now the target has shifted.

What's this Qingqing who's only three or four years old, and her fourth uncle has already stockpiled a dowry for her?

Fu Wanwan felt uncomfortable, as if she was being pricked by a needle.

"But she is not your biological daughter, and her blood is not from the Fu family. Once she gets married, she will no longer have any connection with the Fu family."

She said with some grievance, "Fourth Uncle, although I am not your biological child, my last name is Fu."

No one in the family spoke up for her.

Fu Wanwan walked to the old man, holding his wrist and acting coquettishly

"Grandpa, please persuade Fourth Uncle. It's not like our Fu family doesn't have girls. Why should we give one up for adoption?"

When she said this, she paused and muttered in a low voice with some lack of confidence, "I still have nothing. Why not let Fourth Uncle give me the Pink Star?"

The old man didn't say anything, and everyone in the room was waiting for him to express his opinion.

Just then, a man in a dark gray long windbreaker walked in.

His black hair was slightly messy due to the wind, and he had an extremely ostentatious face.

The feeling of relaxation all over her body was about to overflow, and a hint of sharpness flashed across her curved phoenix eyes from time to time, and her appearance and voice were also nonchalant.

"I heard it from far away. How old are you and you're still fighting with a kid?"

Fu Huating stepped over the threshold and glanced at Fu Wanwan who was sitting next to the old man, smiling meaningfully.

"Fu Wanwan."

Fu Wanwan sat up straight when he called her name, but her eyes were alert. "What are you doing? Grandpa hasn't said anything yet. It's not your turn to scold me."

Fu Huating walked towards her and said slowly as he walked: "I don't want to scold you, you have no self-awareness."

Fu Wanwan gritted her teeth, "Why don't I have it!"

"Okay then." Fu Huating drawled out his voice and asked lazily, "Pink and tender, how old are you this year?"