Fu Yechuan chuckled, and a coldness flashed across his face:

"It's true that she is your mommy, but not my wife. He and I are enemies who are incompatible with each other. How could I marry her as a wife?"

Fu Yunche had a little confused on his face, but he quickly calmed down.

"She died, right? My aunt said it was your design that killed her!"

His little body was filled with anger.

Fu Yechuan looked at him deeply, and it was pitch black:

"She is seeking death herself, so I don't need to do anything.

I haven't settled the score with you yet, she pretended to be Lu Yuning and came to approach me. You knew it long ago?"

Fu Yunche pursed his lips, with a little stubbornness and guilt in his eyes:

"Yes, Mommy said she wanted to live with us."

Fu Yechuan chuckled with a funny look, mocking him for his whimsical imagination.

Chen Mian sighed aside.

It turns out that he is a child and is easily deceived.

Fu Yechuan was so cold to his son. Did they not even have such a digit?

A cold chill in his eyes.

Staring at Fu Yunche's little face, his tone was cold:

"So, you are all directed and acted by yourself when you are sick or hospitalized?"

A little panic flashed across Fu Yunche's face.

He didn't expect that Fu Yechuan suddenly changed the topic and instead settled the old accounts with him.

These old accounts were also his nightmare.

Because it was all An Qi's tricks to attract Fu Yechuan.

It is also an excuse for An Qi to criticize Fu Yunche for being incompetent.

For a moment.

A little embarrassment and embarrassment resurfaced on Fu Yunche's face.

His feelings for Angel are pure and complicated.

He was afraid of her because Angel always abused him.

But he loved her, because she was his mommy, and he could forgive her.

If she doesn't like herself, he hopes that she will go far and not return to her side.

But he hopes mommy can be fine.

Instead of hearing the news of her death.

That feeling was a bolt from the blue.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Yechuan sneered at all this even more.

His indifferent attitude was a bit impatient:

"Don't rely on your being my son to point fingers at me. No matter whether you understand or not, you'd better remember that I have done my best to you, mother and son.

You are not qualified to accuse me of her death. I have been much more restrained when I didn't applaud her.

The reason I didn't tell you is not because I was afraid that you would know, but because she should have become a dead person internationally, and she was not worthy of her name when she was alive.

Now that you know, of course you can leave my protection and be your filial son, or you can continue to eat and drink with me without any worries. I don’t force you and have no expectations for you.

Because I don't owe you."

Fu Yechuan's words were almost extremely indifferent.

I wonder if Fu Yunche understood it, his little face turned pale from anger.

The water in my eyes was shaking, and my tender face was shocked and panicked.

Chen Mian sighed and watched the confrontation between father and son.

Too cruel to a child.

But from Fu Yechuan's perspective, he did nothing wrong.

It was only when the two of them were inappropriate to each other that they became father and son.

There was a moment of silence.

The temperature in the conference room dropped inch by inch.

Fu Yunche was trembling all over and seemed unable to hold on, with confusion and disgrace on his face.

More, shock and helplessness.

At this time, Angel's death seemed to become less important in his heart.

Because Fu Yechuan's words were as heavy as a thousand jin, it seemed that the straw that crushed him.

It turns out that Daddy doesn't love him.

But he never expected him, so he was mute and injured, and Fu Yechuan would not care about anything.

He has only responsibility, and this responsibility may be out of conscience.

Chen Mian pursed his lips, and couldn't help it anymore, so he spoke in a warm voice to persuade him:

"Young Master, Miss Fu has hatred for your dad, so she wants to instigate your relationship.

If you stay by Mr. Fu's side, you will naturally get the best. Don't think about it. It is a good thing that you can speak. I will contact your doctor and let him take a look for you!"

Chen Mian wanted to expose this matter.

Just as Fu Yunche turned around tremblingly, he suddenly bumped into the chair next to him.

Bang - a sound.

It made a big and small sound.

But the next second.

Fu Yunche staggered to the ground.

Deep fainted.

Chen Mian walked over in shock, and Fu Yechuan's eyes tightened.

The two looked at each other.

Chen Mian went over and picked him up:

"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yunche didn't move, his eyes turned white.

Fu Yechuan looked so cold: "Go to the hospital."

"yes."

Chen Mian just ran two steps when the thing in Fu Yunche's pocket suddenly fell to the ground.

Chen Mian looked back subconsciously.

Fu Yechuan also saw it and even lowered his head and picked it up.

Chen Mian's face changed.

He naturally knew what this was.

"Mr. Fu, the people around the young master have no chance to get in touch with these. He was just taken out of the school by Miss Fu, so it must have been given to him by Miss Fu."

Fu Yechuan's eyes became deeper, and a little bit of yin was shrouded in his eyebrows.

He looked up and looked out the window:

"She must be still nearby, so I'll find her and bring her here."

Fu Yechuan's voice was filled with a bit of chill that could be suppressed.

It makes people shudder.

Chen Mian nodded with a serious expression, "Yes."

Fu Yingying really hit the iron plate this time.

He actually tried to instigate Fu Yunche to kill Fu Yechuan?

She really didn't give up!

Fu Yechuan's death will only be a catastrophe for her!

Chen Mian took Fu Yunche out, got in the car, and immediately called someone nearby.
To be continued...