Fu Yuhe and Song Jinxi’s golden wedding banquet was arranged at the Fu family’s old house in the western suburbs.
There were not many invited guests, but they were all important figures in Jiangzhou City, dignitaries and business celebrities.
The dinner was prepared by Fu Yanwei, who had been busy months before. From the guest list to the dishes and drinks, he did everything by himself.
After the car drove through the gate, Fu Yanlin got out of the car and saw Fu Yanwei, wearing a purple Suzhou embroidered Clivia cheongsam, directing the servants to deliver fresh Luoyang peonies to the flower hall.
The peonies at this time have long been out of season, and the flowering period is only about ten days, but Song Jinxi likes Luoyang peonies the most, and Fu Yanwei likes him. He is trying to find someone to cultivate a few top varieties, just to create a perfect match between Fu Yuhe and Song Jinxi.
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Seeing Fu Yanlin come back, the expression on Fu Yanwei's face was a little subtle. When he saw Fu Zhou later, he understood in his heart that this was the old man's arrangement.
Ha... Her brother, no matter how bastard he is, his father still cares about him. He hardly has to do anything, and his father will arrange everything for him. Unlike her, even the eldest daughter, the eldest daughter of the Fu family, has to find ways to beg for help.
Only because of the favor of his father and Song Jinxi could he ask Fu Yuhe to help the Jiang family.
No, Luoyang Peony is one of them.
Fu Yan smiled slightly and stepped forward with a kind smile on his face, "A Yan is back."
Fu Yanlin and Fu Yanwei have no relationship, but Fu Yanwei has never done anything to him in these years. The relationship between the siblings can be described as respectful and respectful.
Except for Fu Yanlin's violent attack on Jiang Yukuo last time because of Wen Sheng, the siblings have never blushed in so many years.
Fu Yanlin nodded, "Sister."
"Father is in the tea room, why don't you go and see him first?"
"Yeah."
"A Yan, my father's health is getting worse. You should be more careful when you talk to him. Today is a good day. Don't make your father angry and make your mother suffer."
Fu Yanwei said "your mother", not "mother", which means his mother Jiang Lingyi is here today.
But such a day, it stands to reason that Jiang Lingyi will never appear - every year in the past, Jiang Lingyi spent this day in the villa Fu Yuhe bought for their mother and son.
Only during Chinese New Year and holidays, Jiang Lingyi would be allowed to come to the Fu family's old house to reunite, but when eating, Jiang Lingyi would always stand next to Song Jinxi, serving tea and water. Those who didn't know thought that the Fu family lived before the Republic of China, and the concubine
As for the maid, when the master and his wife are eating, the concubine has to stand aside and wait on her, and she doesn’t even have a place.
Fu Yanlin had a bad premonition and asked Fu Zhou as he walked to the flower hall, "Uncle Zhou, do you have any special arrangements today?"
Fu Zhou said without missing a beat, "You will know later. I ask you to go to the tea room first."
"Where's my mother?"
"Secretary Jiang is here too."
Fu Yanlin couldn't help but frown when he heard the words Secretary Jiang.
That's right, Jiang Lingyi used to be Fu Yuhe's personal secretary. Later, after working as a secretary for a long time, she became Fu Yuhe's mistress. She was raised by Fu Yuhe in a villa outside, and within half a year she had Fu Yanlin.
Song Jinxi soon learned of the existence of the mother and child, and thought there would be a big fuss, but unexpectedly Song Jinxi said that the matter was over, the child was innocent, and he would be born if he had one, and the Fu family had a big business, so raising one child would not be a problem, but multiple children
Well, the house is more lively.
At that time, the old lady of the Fu family, Fu Yuhe's mother, was still the head of the family, and she was the one who cared most about the continuation of the Fu family's prosperity and having more children.
Song Jinxi's actions were greatly appreciated by the old lady, who praised her magnanimity and told her: Men, there is no cheating anywhere, as long as you know how to go home, she wants to broaden her horizons and not be so stingy. Women
You must know how to tie your husband's heart. No matter how powerful the women outside are, they will never be able to fill a plate of food on your own plate.
Song Jinxi also listened to the old lady's words seriously, and Jiang Lingyi made proper arrangements for her prenatal check-up. It is amazing that she has become the first wife to such an extent.
But for some unknown reason, Jiang Lingyi ran away with a big belly.
Half a year later, he took the infant Fu Yanlin back to Jiazhou and left him to be raised by his grandmother. He returned to Fu Yuhe and continued to work as a secretary.
Later, when Fu Yanlin was eighteen years old, he was taken to a juvenile detention center for stabbing someone. Jiang Lingyi begged Song Jinxi to fish out Fu Yanlin and send him abroad.
Over the years, Jiang Lingyi has always been a low-profile person in the eyes of the Fu family. Everyone knows about her relationship with Fu Yuhe, but they only call her Secretary Jiang.
This is undoubtedly a shame for Fu Yanlin.
Fu Yanlin frowned and followed Fu Zhou to the teahouse.
Fu Yanwei looked at Fu Yanlin's tall back, secretly twitched the corners of his lips, and murmured, "I'm still so restless."
"How can you fight with people like this?"
Jiang Lingyi was not even a concubine, so she was naturally ignored by others, but Fu Yanlin was Fu Yuhe's youngest son. It is said that the emperor loved the eldest son, and the people loved the youngest son. No matter how bastard Fu Yanlin was, Fu Yuhe's balance was tilted.
Otherwise, why would some people be unable to restrain themselves, jump around and do unworthy things in recent years?
Fu Yanwei knew very well that he did not need to participate in this fight.
Just wait quietly for them to die.
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The entrance of the tea room.
Fu Zhou knocked on the door gently, "Sir, A Yan is back."
Then, Fu Yuhe responded with a cough, "Come in."
Fu Zhou opened the door.
After Fu Yanlin entered, Fu Yuhe only raised his eyes and glanced at him, then stared at the chessboard.
Jiang Lingyi stood aside to make tea and glanced at Fu Yanlin, signaling him to greet his father.
But Fu Yanlin remained unmoved.
Jiang Lingyi looked troubled, her pitiful eyes filled with water.
Anyone who sees it will feel aggrieved.
But Fu Yanlin especially hates his mother being like this, cowardly and pathetic.
He stared at Jiang Lingyi with his cold eyes and asked her, "On a day like today, do you want to humiliate yourself? Secretary Jiang."
Jiang Lingyi was almost in tears and explained, "A Yan, it was your father who asked me to come here today. Tonight..."
But before Jiang Lingyi could finish his words, Fu Yuhe picked up the Ru porcelain tea bowl in front of him and hit him hard on the forehead.
Fu Yuhe's face was full of anger, and his stern eyes were gouging out Fu Yanlin, "You bastard!"
Fu Yanlin stood as still as a green pine. The tea cup hit his forehead, bleeding, and then rolled to the ground and broke into pieces.
Blood flowed down his forehead, but he didn't even frown.
Jiang Lingyi felt distressed and took a tissue and went forward to wipe Fu Yanlin's blood. Tears were already rolling down, but Fu Yanlin pushed him away indifferently.
"A Yan..."
"A loving mother often loses her son! What do you know besides crying?"
Fu Yuhe angrily scolded Jiang Lingyi, "You bastard! I originally thought you were somewhat capable and could do something in your career, but I didn't expect you to leave everything behind and fly to Yuncheng for a woman!"
Fu Yanlin sneered, "Your hands and eyes can reach the sky, you are really not tired."
Obviously, Fu Yuhe knew every move he made.
"A woman will make you fascinated, and you don't know the importance of it. What can you accomplish? There is no woman in this world, but you want to touch your nephew's woman?!"
Fu Yuhe's face was dark, his eyes were piercing, and he stared at Fu Yanlin as if he hated iron. "Who are you? You jumped off the cliff to save others at all costs? You risked your own life!"
Fu Yanlin raised his eyes and sneered.
I'm afraid he knows everything about Yuncheng.
Sure enough, Fu Yuhe continued, "You are so brave to use the Song family's connections for her!" Fu Yuhe was furious.
He knew that although his son was rebellious, he had always been measured, arrogant, and would never use relationships. But when he received a call from the Song family, he found out that Fu Yanlin actually used his relationships to set up Gao Yun in order to vent his anger on a woman.
Things are still going bad.
Fu Yuhe understood more and more that Fu Yanlin had gone crazy for that woman.
"If you called me back just to talk nonsense, then you don't have to waste your time." Fu Yanlin sneered and said indifferently, "I don't have the patience to watch the drama of you two."
"Stop with that woman immediately!" Fu Yuhe ordered.
"Impossible." Fu Yanlin said firmly, "Also, she has a name, Wen Sheng!"
As he said this, Fu Yanlin's face was full of sneer, "You shouldn't forget her name!"
Fu Yuhe raised his eagle eyes. Those old eyes had long been clouded and strange due to the vicissitudes of life. "It is impossible for the Fu family to allow such a woman to enter!"
"What kind of woman Wen Sheng is, I don't need your evaluation, and you are not qualified to do so." Fu Yanlin's cold eyes were fixed on Fu Yuhe, and his tone was cold and sarcastic, "The Fu family that you think is great, others may not necessarily
Appreciable."
If Wen Sheng likes his identity as a member of the Fu family, why should he pursue her so hard and plan his encounter with her in Jiangzhou?
His so-called identity is nothing in Wen Sheng's eyes.
Maybe Wen Sheng still looks down upon his identity as an illegitimate son.
Fu Yuhe was very angry, "How can she, an orphan, bear the consequences of your willfulness?"
Hearing this, Fu Yanlin's eyes darkened, and a violent aura gathered around him, and his words were full of threats, "Fu Yuhe, how can you be so shameless?"
"I'll tell you clearly today, if you dare to touch a hair on Wen Sheng's head, I will make you regret it."
Fu Yuhe is a veteran soldier who has been on the battlefield for many years. Who has not seen the ups and downs of the business world over the years? Fu Yanlin's threats or ridicules are not worth mentioning in his old but still strong eyes.
He said, "Fu Yanlin, even if you refuse to admit it, you are still my son, Fu Yuhe!"
"You know very well that many things cannot stand verification!"
Fu Yanlin's brows trembled.
Ginger is still spicier.
Fu Yuhe was very satisfied with his reaction. He returned to the couch and took a sunspot and landed it on sixteenth twelve. "The Xu family will come tonight. You have to know what to do and what not to do."
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After saying that, Fu Yuhe looked at Jiang Lingyi meaningfully.
Jiang Lingyi understood this and pulled Fu Yanlin out of the tea room.
After the mother and son left the tea room, Fu Yanlin shook off Jiang Lingyi's wrist, his eyes filled with coldness.