Wen Qiao glanced at He Xihuai without any expression and walked into the room.
He Xihuai actually stayed at Wen's house and wanted to have lunch.
Due to Su Ce's instructions, Su Yun did not prepare any extra food for the big boss.
So, when the Wen family was having dinner, He Xihuai could only sit on the sofa.
Su Yun was restless, and Su Ce said indifferently: "Don't worry about him."
The meal was finished, and He Xihuai snorted, "Mr. Su is so childish that he only knows how to deal with your old enemy in this way. Not giving you food? If this gets out, it will really damage your reputation, Professor Su."
Su Ce dropped the chopsticks in his hand: "Do you think I care about my reputation?"
He Xihuai was not annoyed: "Wen Qiao, have you thought about it?"
Wen Qiao threw away the chopsticks in his hand: "Don't come to my house again."
He Xihuai was frustrated and left the Wen family with a green face.
Wen Qiao glanced at He Xihuai's back through the window, his eyes deep and complicated. He held a Swiss Army knife in his hand, opening and closing it mechanically.
Fu Xianyuan died again. Who was responsible for his death? The truth could not be hidden and eventually it reached the ears of Mr. Fu.
Mr. Fu was furious and immediately called Fu Nanli.
Even though Mr. Fu broke up with someone, he still protected someone.
"It's not her. Don't believe other people's one-sided words."
"Are you going to protect that girl?"
Mr. Fu had the most complicated mood.
If it were in the past, he would have made this girl pay the price without saying a word, but things were different now. Although he never said it, he really liked this girl deep in his heart.
The more he likes someone, the harder it is for him to accept when they make such a mistake.
One is the candidate he has chosen for his grandson’s wife, and the other is his own biological son. How should he make a choice
That girl loved Nan Li so much, why did she have such a relationship with Xian Yuan, and under what circumstances did she kill Xian Yuan.
This girl has always been calm and rational, and they don't have any deep hatred, so he really can't understand.
What upset him the most was that Nan Li, this kid, even when faced with such a thing, still wanted to unconditionally protect that girl.
This kid has completely lost his mind for that girl Wen Qiao.
"I'm not shielding her."
"Do you dare to swear on your father's grave that you did not protect her?"
Fu Nanli was silent.
Fu Huaiyong closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Get out."
Fu Nanli wanted to say something, but his grandfather said coldly, "Get out!"
There was no way out, Fu Nanli could only leave his grandfather's room.
Fu Huaiyong had a photo frame at hand. It was a photo of Fu Xianyuan. He was only in his twenties at the time, sitting in the study, playing the violin. It was a photo he took of him personally.
Now, everything has become a falsehood, and his son has finally turned into a handful of earth, buried forever in the ground.
He stroked the photo gently, his eyes full of nostalgia. He had only one son and poured all his love and efforts into this son.
The corners of his eyes were a little wet, Fu Huaiyong wiped his eyes and closed his eyes silently.
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Wen Qiao suddenly received two messages.
One is that Fu Huaiyong has learned the cause of death of Fu Nanli's father;
One is that his own entertainment company was attacked and several of its artists were suddenly involved in scandals.
They are all newly signed artists.
And all the evidence points to the Fu family. After all, apart from the Fu family, who else dares to go against her
Wen Qiao did not go to find Fu Nanli, nor did he go to find Old Man Fu or Fu Nanli's mother.
After all, she was in the wrong.
When He Xihuai came again, he saw that Wen Qiao seemed to be wavering, and knew that it should be almost done.
(End of this chapter)