"Good!" Fu Xingye subconsciously wanted to chase after seeing this well.
But Chu Yan took Fu Xingye's arm faster. This time she learned to be clever and didn't shout anything to avoid irritating Fu Xingye, but just grabbed him with all her strength.
Nie Changhuan lowered his eyes and looked at it well, and saw that the little girl lowered her eyebrows with no expression, and there was a fine pain in her heart: she was sloppy, and she shouldn't just let her meet Fu Xingye. Fu Xingye's bad debts would definitely hurt his good heart. Fortunately, although he was less than five years old, he had a seven-orifice exquisite heart and knew everything.
But she is a child after all, children only have love and hate, regardless of twists and turns.
Today's Chu Yan's trouble, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Fu Xingye's father to have any good feelings anymore.
For a while, Nie Changhuan's emotions were extremely complex.
She squatted down and hugged it, "Well, mom takes you home, uncle is still waiting for us."
She was a very thoughtful and assertive little girl. After hearing Nie Changhuan's answer, she immediately turned around and took her little suitcase, pushing the suitcase with one hand and holding Nie Changhuan's hand and walked forward.
The people who originally watched the excitement were all attracted by the little girl at this moment, watching the overly dazzling mother and daughter leave, and then intermittently withdrew their gazes after they walked far away.
Chu Yan who was crying and Fu Xingye with a gloomy face remained in the same place. Everyone thought it was nothing to behold, and left back and forth.
Soon, Chu Yan and Fu Xingye were left in place, and Fu Chucheng, who was in Chu Yan's arms.
"Don't let go?"
Hearing Fu Xingye's voice, Chu Yan glanced at the mother and daughter Nie Changhuan who had already been far away, and immediately retracted her hands.
Fu Xingye stepped forward and left.
Chu Yan had to pull him again, but only had time to grab a corner of his clothes.
The shady bird on Fu Xingye's face slowly turned into a mockery. He turned around and looked at Chu Yan with this look.
Chu Yan pretended not to see, she looked at Fu Chucheng in her arms with affection, and then forced her smile to meet Fu Xingye's gaze: "Brother Xiaoye, Cheng'er is about to be full moon. Look at him. It looks very different again."
As she said, she hugged Fu Chucheng forward, lifted Fu Chucheng to Fu Xingye, and motioned him to look.
But Fu Xingye's eyes just stared at her: "Forgot to be at the hotel last time, what did I say?"
Chu Yan was startled: At the hotel that day, Fu Xingye asked her if she had ever thought about her as a baby's son and whose kind she was.
But for a moment Chu Yan smiled: "Brother Xiaoye, Cheng'er can only be your child, you know me... I can't betray you because of my heart for you."
The details of how he was pregnant with this child are vivid in my eyes. Chu Yan felt that it was impossible for Fu Chucheng to be Fu Xingye's son to go wrong. This is also the reason why she never really set out to investigate during this period.
Looking at her affectionate and confident appearance, Fu Xingye couldn't help laughing because he felt more interesting in his heart.
For five years, Chu Yan has occupied the position of Mrs. Fu for five years.
Fu Xingye thought that he was willing to let him hold the present but left without looking back. His heart was full of evil thoughts, and his hostility was uncontrollable.
It's time to make a decision.
Fu Xingye lowered his head and fumbled a cigarette from his pocket, but he held it in his mouth but finally did not ignite it.
He took off the cigarette again gloomily, then raised his eyes to look at Chu Yan.
Chu Yan originally stared at him, he suddenly raised his head, Chu Yan's heart jumped, and he quickly moved away from his eyes in a panic.
Fu Xingye sneered coldly: "Aren't you looking forward to my return home?"
"... Brother Xiaoye, are you moving home?" Chu Yan was overjoyed, tears falling from her excitement.
"Yeah." Fu Xingye looked at her and suddenly smiled weirdly, "Wait, I will bring you a big gift at that time."
Chu Yan's smile froze, instinctively that this gift was not a good thing.
Before she could speak again, Fu Xingye had already turned and left.
The babysitter who had been standing aside dared to step up and asked Chu Yan cautiously: "Madam, sir is gone, shall we catch up?"
"What are you going to do to catch up?! See how their family of three angered me?!" Chu Yan immediately changed her face, and realized that she had just used the term "a family of three" just now, and it was even more frustrating.
She glared at the nanny, and stuffed Fu Chucheng into the nanny's arms: "Aren't you leaving? There are so many people in the airport, and Cheng'er is so young!"
"..." The nanny dared not say anything, and hugged Fu Chucheng and hurried away.
Chu Yan felt that she was about to explode, but when she thought of Nie Changhuan's daughter, she seemed to no longer like Fu Xingye because of the appearance of herself and Fu Chucheng, and her mood improved a lot in an instant. She felt that she was really wise to come here today.
She couldn't beat Nie Changhuan, it didn't matter.
But she didn't believe it, she couldn't even handle a little girl over four years old!
As long as the relationship between Nie Changhuan's daughter and Fu Xingye continues to deteriorate, Chu Yan does not believe that Nie Changhuan, who is a mother, will continue to contact Fu Xingye against her daughter's will!
…
After Fu Xingye came out of the airport, Peng Jiangzhou immediately greeted him.
"Ms. Fu, Ms. Nie and the others have already left." Peng Jiangzhou just wanted to stop, but did not stop, and was afraid that Fu Xingye blamed himself for uselessness, so he quickly added, "The Xia Guo next to Miss Nie also drove over to pick him up. She arrived. Earlier than me."
The implication is that Nie Changhuan had arranged for him to go home by himself, and would not take their car. Therefore, this responsibility is not entirely on his head, Peng Jiangzhou.
Peng Jiangzhou kept his head down and waited for a long time. Before Fu Xingye had any reaction, he looked up at him, only to find that Fu Xingye seemed to be distracted.
"Mr. Fu?"
Fu Xingye returned to his senses, threw the cigarette he was holding into the trash can, and got into the car by himself.
Peng Jiangzhou also quickly got in the driver's seat, worrying about whether to ask Fu Xingye where he was going. Fu Xingye suddenly said, "Go to Fu's house."
"... Fu... Mr. Fu, where did you say?" Peng Jiangzhou really suspected that he had heard it wrong.
But Fu Xingye leaned his head on the seat and closed his eyes.
Peng Jiangzhou took a peek at him through the rearview mirror, and seemed to see endless exhaustion and desolation between his eyebrows.
It's not good to be a monster. Peng Jiangzhou didn't dare to ask any more. He entered the address of Fu Zhai in the navigation and started the car.
…
Here, Nie Changhuan sat in the back seat.
Since I got out of the airport, my mood has not been high, and I have been sleeping with my eyes closed and leaning on Nie Changhuan.
Xia Guo asked Nie Changhuan with her lips several times while waiting for the traffic lights, what's wrong with the little girl.
Because as usual, this little girl is very happy and excited when she comes back to China, and she rarely sleeps in the car all the time.
Nie Changhuan remembered that she had taken the initiative to hold Fu Xingye and even hugged Fu Xingye's neck when she was on the plane before, which showed that she was looking forward to her father and was willing to get close. In a blink of an eye, Chu Yan appeared with her baby in her arms.
Not only was this little girl who was less than five years old, but Nie Changhuan felt extremely ironic when he recalled this incident.
However, she was inconvenient to tell Xia Guo more, so she smiled and turned to ask about family affairs.
Xia Guo was a little embarrassed: "Since the last incident, this time you left, I have been following Zheng'er every step of the way."
Xia Guo didn't say that when Liu Zheng went to bed at night, she waited for Liu Zheng to fall asleep and hit the floor next to his bed.
When I arrived at Yancheng Villa, it was already late at night, but the lights in the villa were brightly lit, and it seemed that no one was asleep.
When the car stopped in the yard, Nie Changhuan drew the hair on the side of his face, "Okay, we are here."
The curled and long eyelashes trembled, and she rubbed her eyes before sitting up slowly. When she looked out the window, Liu Zheng, who had already heard the sound, ran towards this side quickly.
"Uncle!" His eyes lit up, and then his little face regained its spirit.
However, she didn't get out of the car immediately, she put her hands on the window and knocked her chin on her hands, lazily smiling at Liu Zheng as she ran near.
Liu Zheng's speed slowed down, and when he finally stood in front of him, he had already stopped the excitement he had just now, and his face was straightened as usual.
He raised his hand and rubbed it on his head indiscriminately. Instead of talking to him, he looked at Nie Changhuan: "Sister, you are back. Grandma has just heated up the food again, you can go in and eat."
The grandma in his mouth is Aunt Su.
Nie Changhuan leaned over and looked at Liu Zheng gently. Seeing that there was no obvious abnormality in him, he heaved a sigh of relief and turned and got out of the car.
Liu Zheng raised his hand on his forehead and pushed her up a bit. The other hand pulled the car door and said to her like an elder: "Get off."
Obediently got out of the car, but she looked a little sad.
Liu Zheng glanced at her calmly, and leaned close to her: "Did you... see your father?"
Suddenly raised his head and stared at Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng glanced at Nie Changhuan who was on the other side of the car: "I didn't mean to not tell you, I just..."
He was too young and the adult’s affairs were too complicated. Liu Zheng scratched his hair and didn’t know what to say, so he asked, “How do you think he...? Haven’t you been quietly telling me that you want to talk to your dad often? Are you together? At that time you were still..."
"Stop talking." He lowered his eyelashes and covered his large, already wet eyes, and said dullly, "He doesn't want me anymore. He already has a new home."
These words can only be said properly in front of Liu Zheng, an uncle who is about the same age.
Although she was young, she also knew that Nie Changhuan had been very hard and tired, so she was always positive in front of Nie Changhuan. But children are children after all, and they cannot hide their emotions forever.
When I think about what happened at the airport before, when I think of the woman who called her father and the little baby who was crying, I feel so sad.
She couldn't hold back this sadness, tears falling down.
But she didn't want to be seen by Nie Changhuan, so she grabbed Liu Zheng's hand and ran towards the glass flower room.
Liu Zheng turned around and said to Nie Changhuan who was about to catch up: "Sister, let me take a good look at the rose flower she planted last time!"
Nie Changhuan knew that because he grew up on the farm, he liked flowers and plants, and was good at planting flowers and plants. Seeing Liu Zheng said that, she believed it first, but in a moment she understood that these two deep-minded children must be deliberately hiding. Open yourself.
Xia Guo was a little worried: "Huanhuan, if we don't follow up and have a look, I always think something is wrong with coming back this time."
"No need." Nie Changhuan knew that her daughter's temperament was very fragile and strong, but since she didn't want to let herself see it, then she didn't know it, and let her solve it first.
Xia Guo didn’t want to talk anymore, grabbing a piece of the luggage in Nie Changhuan’s hand, and pushing Nie Changhuan in with her shoulders: "Hurry up, you must have been hungry for a day. If you provoke stomach problems again, it won’t work. Up."
Nie Changhuan looked at the direction of the glass flower room again. The dim light in the flower room could not illuminate the two children, so she had to withdraw her gaze.
As soon as she walked in, Aunt Su greeted her with her apron while wiping her hands: "You're hungry, wash your hands quickly, I'll serve food!"
After speaking, he went back to the kitchen in a hurry.
Nie Changhuan glanced at the bowls and chopsticks placed on the dining table, and asked Xia Guo, "Where is Feifei?"
A moment of complexity flashed across Xia Guo's expression, and then she couldn't hide Nie Changhuan: "She left last night."
"gone?!"
"Hey, don't get me wrong! We didn't take advantage of you to treat her! She is also a very attractive girl, we all like her, and..."
"Xia Guo, talk about the key points." Nie Changhuan intuitively felt what had happened.
Xia Guo said silently, "In fact, she was taken away by a young man."
Nie Changhuan was about to sit on the dining chair. Hearing this, he stood up and almost turned over the dishes in front of him.
Xia Guo swiftly held the bowls and chopsticks with his eyes and hands, and still had lingering fears when he remembered what happened last night: "That young man looked terrible. When he came, he stood at the door without saying a word. On such a cold day, he wore on. I got a white shirt that was washed and a little whitish. Aunt Su and I went out to talk to him a few times, but he ignored him, until Feifei couldn’t help going out and persuading him to go back, he didn’t speak."
Listening to Xia Guo's description, Nie Changhuan knew that Xie Lanchen must come.
"The first thing he said was to let Feifei go back with him. But Feifei was very resolute, saying that she would never be able to go back with him anymore and would not go back again. Then guess what? Ouch..." Xia Guo took a photo. He patted his chest, thinking of the scene at that time, still a little uncomfortable, "Feifei hadn’t finished speaking, so the man took a dagger from his pants pocket and pressed it against his own chest, and asked Feifei again, what exactly did he want? Don't go back."
"Feifei was so frightened that she cried, crying and begging him not to do this. But the man turned over and over again and only had that sentence, which was to ask her if she could go back. When Feifei again resolutely said that he could not go back, the man said without hesitation. With force, the dagger pierced his chest, and the blood immediately dyed his white shirt red!"
"At the time, Aunt Su and I were so scared that our legs were soft, and Feifei directly plopped and knelt down on him. But the man seemed to be in pain, and asked her again if she wanted to go back with him."
"It's all up to this point. Feifei dare not stay, so she hurriedly said to go with him. But the man didn't even give her time to pack her clothes, so he just grabbed her by the hand and left. I see. The man didn't own a car or anything, so he quietly followed for some distance, and then saw Feifei crying all the way, and finally was dragged into a taxi by the man."
Hearing this, Nie Changhuan frowned tightly.
She still remembers the scene when she met Xie Lanchen for the first time in the national competition that year. At that time, she thought that Xie Lan and Shen Lairi must be the kind of genius painter who has risen to fame.
Unexpectedly, after five years of absence, he would still be poor and helpless, even paranoid to such a morbid degree.
Liu Feifei had already broken with her family for him, and now he was taken away by such a madman. Nie Changhuan couldn't imagine what day Liu Feifei would face.
She couldn't even eat anymore, so she immediately got up and took her cell phone.
Seeing her on the phone, Xia Guo shook her head: "Aunt Su and I have called her countless times, but she didn't answer it, and even turned off the phone afterwards."
Just as the phone dialed through, there was a prompt tone that the other party could not be connected.
Nie Changhuan held the phone tightly, knowing that most of Liu Feifei's phone was taken by Xie Lanchen, otherwise Feifei would definitely call her.
Seeing her look sad, Xia Guo warmly persuaded her: "If you are really worried, you should eat first, and when it's dawn we will go to the place where Feifei was picked up last time together?"
Nie Changhuan nodded, but he also knew in his heart that according to Xie Lanchen's extreme temperament, I am afraid that he had already taken Feifei to other places and would not stay where they were.
However, you can only give it a try first.
Nie Changhuan waited for Liu Zheng's reconciliation to come back, but he didn't care about comforting and comforting her. Her thoughts quickly caused her to fall asleep and woke up early the next morning.
It was still dark outside, but Nie Changhuan had a splitting headache.
…
At the same time, Fu's old house.
After Fu Zhen passed away, Chen Tai also left after staying in Fu's house for another three months.
After Chen Tai left, Fu Xingye let people lock the house completely and no one was allowed to enter.
Time is merciless, there is moss on the steps of the main house, the low fence of the small garden is rusty, and the flowers are overgrown with weeds.
Fu Xingye has been sitting on the steps in front of the main house since he was sent by Peng Jiangzhou last night. By this moment, his coat and pants are particularly visibly wet.
Peng Jiangzhou got out of the car for the seventh time, glanced at the cigarette butts piled at his feet, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Fu, it's dawn, should we go back?"
Fu Xingye took another breath of cigarette force and pinched the sparks with his bare hands. He tossed half of the cigarette into the distance, slowly exhaling the smoke from his mouth, and then stood up slowly with one hand on the ground.
He bowed his head and walked straight to the gate, but stopped when one foot was about to step out of the gate.
He turned his head, looked around the abandoned house, and pulled his lips: "I owe you, I'm almost done."
From now on, he will live his life as Fu Xingye himself.