Her eyes and the force on Su Yun's wrist were sending a message to Su Yun.
She would never allow this slap to fall on A Yan's face.
"Oh."
Su Yun was so angry that she sneered.
"It's so ridiculous that it's not allowed!"
The slap couldn't go down, so she withdrew her hand vigorously.
He took a step back but did not leave. He just looked at Mu Chenxi coldly and laughed out loud.
"Fu Yanshen is born to my parents, and I gave birth to Fu Yanshen. Even if I slapped him, even if I swollen his face and made his mouth full of blood, he still had to bear it obediently. This is filial piety.
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Su Yun didn't feel that she was at fault. She looked matter-of-factly and said categorically, "A filial son emerges from a stick!"
"If I hadn't strictly disciplined him when he was young, and I would have warned him if he deviated even slightly, he could have entered the Fu family, become the second young master of the Fu family that everyone envied, and enjoyed all the glory and wealth?!"
The more Su Yun talked about it, the more she felt that she had made a great contribution. She had really tried her best and sacrificed a lot for this son.
He didn't care about being grateful to her as a mother, but he still treated her like this for a woman who didn't take her seriously.
His eyes turned and landed on the face of the man behind Mu Chenxi.
He scolded: "Fu Yanshen, it's all because of me that you are here today, but you don't know how to be grateful at all..."
"What are you grateful for?"
Mu Chenxi couldn't bear to interrupt Su Yun and looked at her in disbelief.
As a mother, she really couldn't understand how there could be such a mother.
"Thank you for making him an illegitimate child out of your own selfishness?"
"Or are you grateful that you sent him to Mrs. Fu and Fu Qingtian mother and son who regarded him as a thorn in his side when he needed maternal love the most?"
"Have you never thought about what kind of life A Yan would live if he entered the Fu family?"
Mu Chenxi's words made Su Yun's eyes wander with obvious guilt.
It's not like she hasn't thought about it.
Rather, he knew it but did it anyway.
In the middle of the journey, Ah Yan sneaked back with injuries from being tortured in the Fu family. It was she who forced him to kneel down and admit his mistake before returning to the Fu family.
If he doesn't return to Fu's house, how can she use him to enter Fu's house?
How could I be with Ah Heng and live a life like a master?
"So what? It's just a minor injury, and I don't have any arms or legs. Only after enduring hardship can I become a master. Everything I do is for Yan Shen's good!"
Su Yun never felt that she was at fault.
She finally got to know Fu Heng and gave birth to Yan Shen.
The Fu family has very few men, so what’s wrong with her thinking that mother is more valuable than son?
Mu Chenxi was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.
If the woman in front of her was not A Yan's biological mother, she would really want to take action.
"Morning light."
Fu Yanshen reached out and grabbed Mu Chenxi's wrist.
Signaling her to let go.
Mu Chenxi was obviously stunned.
Turn to look at him.
My heart is full of distress and my eyes are full of confusion.
He was not wrong, so why should he be beaten?
Su Yun looked proud.
Fu Yanshen's reaction was as expected.
As soon as Mu Chenxi let go, she raised her hand again proudly.
She knew that Yan Shen would not dare to be disobedient and unfilial.
This time, as soon as she raised her hand, she felt a cold gaze falling on her hand.
Her hand was pinned in the air and she didn't dare to let it go.
He raised his eyes and met a pair of eyes without any warmth at all.
No sadness or joy, just like looking at an unrelated stranger.
Not worth it.
He already knew it.
But he still always thinks about the grace of giving birth and the little maternal love she occasionally gave him when he was a child.
But if you think about it carefully, that maternal love has a purpose every time.
"Come up."
The bodyguards came quickly.
"Send madam away."
He ordered quietly.
"Fu Yanshen, do you really want to send me to Dongling Temple?!"
Su Yun was just shocked by Fu Yanshen's gaze. She vaguely felt that what had she lost?
But, she didn't want to believe it.
In her eyes, she was Fu Yanshen's mother. No matter what she did, he would never dare to be disobedient and unfilial.
"Don't worry, mother, you are not alone. My father needs someone to take care of him now. He will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. I will immediately arrange for someone to take him to Dongling Temple."
"Whatever you want in life, I will help you fulfill it."
Su Yun's pupils trembled fiercely.
Discharged?
Ah Heng is hospitalized?
She was fine before she left in the morning.
"What happened to Ah Heng? What did you do to your father?"
Fu Yanshen ignored Su Yun and did not want to say another word to her.
I gave the bodyguards a look. Both bodyguards were professional.
Without hurting Su Yun, he took her away from Mu Chenxi's company without letting her talk nonsense.
Lu An has arranged everything.
Su Yun was taken directly to Dongling Temple in the car.
…
With only the two of them left in the office, Mu Chenxi turned around and gently pushed Fu Yanshen to sit on the office chair.
Standing in front of him, she reached out and held his head, letting his face lie in her arms.
Lowering his head, he kissed the top of his hair, "A Yan, you, Shaochen and I, we all love you."
"I will always be by your side and never leave you."
Young ministers will have their own path in life when they grow up.
But she will definitely stay by his side until old age.
"Um."
Fu Yanshen put his arms around Mu Chenxi's waist and gently pulled her to sit on his lap.
Kissing her lips gently, "Honey, I love you."
"I love you too."
Mu Chenxi kissed him back.
A kiss without lust, just feeling each other's breath.
After kissing for a while, Mu Chenxi sat up and asked, "Why did he end up in the hospital?"
"Shen Wanjun pushed him. Fu Heng was unwilling to support Fu Qingtian anymore. The two had an argument at the stairs, and Shen Wanjun pushed him down from the second floor."
He had just left Chenxi Company and received a call from Si Nian on the way to Fu's house, telling him that Fu Heng had been admitted to the hospital.
"He is not in fear of his life, but he will be unable to live without a wheelchair for the rest of his life."
"The first thing Fu Heng did after he woke up was to call the police and accuse Shen Wanjun of deliberate murder."
Having said this, Fu Yanshen's lips curved into a sarcastic smile.
Fu Heng, a refined egotist, always only considers his own feelings.
For him and Fu Qingtian, whoever can make him profit is the one he values.
When it comes to women, whoever is more submissive to please him will be the one he will look at more.
He doesn't love anyone, he only loves himself.
Shen Wanjun almost endangered his life this time, Fu Heng would not let her go.
He will not keep someone beside him who can hurt him.
In this prison, Shen Wanjun is determined to sit down.
…
Shen Wanjun was taken into the police station.
"I want to find a lawyer."
Even in the police station, she still maintained an elegant posture.
Accompanied by the police, Shen Wanjun dialed Fu Qingtian's cell phone.
Just like yesterday, I couldn't contact anyone.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Wanjun called the Shen family again.
Her parents didn't answer her phone calls.
Obviously, she became an outcast.
After knowing that Qingtian had no chance of turning around, he ended the relationship faster than anyone else.
The corners of Shen Wanjun's lips slowly curved. The moment she put down her phone, she still lost control.
"ah!"
The phone fell out of his hand and hit the ground hard.
She lost her composure and was pinned down on the table.
Lost, completely lost.
At the same time, Fu Qingtian, who she couldn't contact, was drunk and dreaming in the villa.
In the past two days, no one dared to go to the second floor.
Fu Qingtian woke up in a daze and felt nauseated.
I was leaning on the bed and wanted to get up to go to the bathroom. I drank too much and my legs were weak. Before I even landed on the ground, I vomited all over the floor.
He vomited completely and fell back on the bed exhausted.
In this life, he will never be able to take back the Fu Group.
He couldn't let Chen Xi stay by his side obediently.
Fu Yanshen is trying to kill him.
His property in Country H was attacked by a sniper in just one day, causing heavy losses.
He couldn't leave Jiangcheng to deal with it, and watched helplessly as the kingdom he had built over the past few years was about to collapse.
The successive blows made Fu Qingtian just want to get drunk.
Just when he was feeling very uncomfortable, there was a creak and the door was pushed open from the outside.
A small figure appeared at the door.
It's Fu Ziyi.
He hasn't seen his mother for several days.
He misses his mother.
But he couldn't get through his mother's phone number, so he couldn't find her.
He asked the people guarding outside the house, but no one answered him.
He could only endure his fear and go up to the second floor to ask his father.
The little guy stood at the door and shouted softly: "Young Master~"
Ever since he separated from his mother and followed her, his father no longer allowed him to call him daddy, and only allowed him to call him eldest son.
No response.
Fu Ziyi timidly poked his head in.
There is a bad smell in the air, which is the smell of vomiting after drinking too much.
During the time the three of them lived together, they moved a lot, and daddy would vomit after drinking many times.
Mom is always taking care of daddy.
He will help his mother.
The little guy stood in the middle of the bedroom, looking at the dirty and smelly filth on the floor not far away, including daddy.
Daddy is very uncomfortable.
He longs for his father's love, but knows that his father doesn't like him.
But he thought that as long as he was good and obedient, his father would definitely like him one day.
Fu Ziyi approached cautiously and imitated Lin Wanwan to help Fu Qingtian clean up.
The sink was too high, so he first went to his room to bring a small stool and placed it in front of the sink. He climbed up to put in water and wet the towel. It took him a long time to twist the towel with his little hands until it stopped dripping.
Holding a towel, she walked to the bed and wiped his face. As soon as she finished wiping the corners of his mouth, she found that Fu Qingtian opened his eyes.
The little guy was so frightened that he shrank his hands, took a few steps back, and looked at Fu Qingtian in panic, "Young Master..."
Fu Qingtian looked at him quietly for a few seconds and then closed his eyes.
Fu Ziyi squeezed the towel tightly, hesitated for a while, then stepped forward and stretched out his hand tentatively. Seeing that he didn't wake up, he continued wiping with peace of mind.
He climbed up and down, scrubbed the towel, and ran back and forth many times before cleaning Fu Qingtian's body and the floor.
After finishing the work, the little guy was panting and sweating.
Standing by the bed, looking at Fu Qingtian who was sleeping soundly again.
"Daddy~"
He shouted softly.
There was no cold look in his eyes or heavy pushing and pulling. Fu Ziyi leaned forward again and shouted again, "Daddy~"
Before he knew it, he had climbed onto the bed.
Carefully stick to Fu Qingtian's side.
Her little hands grabbed the hem of his clothes and squeezed tightly, "Daddy~"
Fu Ziyi just wanted to stay close for a while and then leave.
But I was too tired running back and forth just to clean up Fu Qingtian.
He fell asleep leaning against Fu Qingtian without realizing it.
Night and day alternated, and as soon as Fu Qingtian opened his eyes, he saw a small, defenseless sleeping face.
In my vague memory last night, I seemed to see him taking care of himself.
Whether it was because he was too tired or too sleepy, he did not kick the person away.
"Daddy~"
The little guy didn't know what he was dreaming about, and softly called Daddy.
Fu Qingtian raised his hand out of nowhere, and just as his big hand was about to fall on Fu Ziyi's face, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
His most loyal subordinate strode in from outside, "Sir, what's bad, news came from the hidden stake we left behind at Black Hawk's side. He Tingxiao is not dead, and he led his men to cleanse the Black Hawk Gang with blood."
"I just found out that He Tingxiao is applying for a flight route back to Jiangcheng."
Fu Qingtian's face instantly turned cold.
He Tingxiao was not dead.
Why are these people's lives so high?
If he's not dead, he's dead.
Fu Yanshen would not kill him, but He Tingxiao would not.
The person who wanted to buy his life in the first place was He Tingxiao.
As soon as He Tingxiao came back, he had no way of survival.