Back then, the Ye family and the Fu family had a political and business marriage, and it seemed that it was not a very pleasant one.
With a poor family background and a family history of genetic diseases, Wen Qiao would definitely not be in Grandpa Fu's eyes.
He Yan smiled and said to Uncle Li: "Tell Grandpa Fu that I have things to do, so I won't stay here for lunch."
The old man's bedroom was on the second floor. Uncle Li knocked on the door, but found no one inside. He went to the third floor and saw the old man's study open. Uncle Li's heart skipped a beat. The old man was afraid of being reminded of his father by the sight of his belongings, so he never came to the study on the third floor.
The old man reached out and gently stroked the photo frame on the table, looking sad.
Uncle Li stood at the door, unable to move forward or backward.
"Do you know why Xianyuan committed suicide?"
Uncle Li's heart trembled a little. This was a taboo topic in the Fu family. He had died abroad that year, and no one dared to ask or say anything. He was just a housekeeper and had no qualifications or position to manage the employer's affairs.
"I don't know." Uncle Li answered truthfully.
Fu Huaiyong put down the photo frame in his hand, his eyes slightly red: "He has depression."
Uncle Li was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"I still don't understand why he got depression. He is a gifted child who has everything he needs, so how could he get depression?"
Uncle Li didn't dare to say anything. Mr. Li has always been unhappy. He didn't disobey the old man and went to study business, but he never gave up practicing the violin in private. After graduating from university, he did not go to work in a company.
Because of this, the father and son always have quarrels.
The old man has completely different attitudes towards his son and grandson, and he is very strict with his son.
The gentleman has been very depressed because of this.
But could he tell the old man these words? The loss of his son had already made him feel grief-stricken. If he was told that his son's death might be attributed to him, the old man would not be able to bear it.
"Please accept my condolences. After so many years, perhaps Mr. has been reborn into a good family. Please don't be too sad."
"So, I can't let Nan Li be with that genetically defective child."
Uncle Li didn't dare to answer.
“What if they give birth to a child with defects?”
Uncle Li comforted him: "It hasn't come to that yet. Maybe the young master will just date that girl for a while, and they may not get married. Old man, you don't need to tell the young master about this, lest there be any unhappiness between the grandfather and grandson."
Fu Huaiyong looked solemn: "She is 29 years old, and she should have started a family and a career. What do you think of Xiaoyan? Our family and the He family know each other well. Xiaoyan is a perfect match for our Nanli in every aspect."
Uncle Li could only consider and say: "This matter still depends on what the young master thinks."
Fu Huaiyong: "I am doing this for the good of my Nanli family."
Uncle Li could only sigh softly in his heart.
It was only four days and Fu Nanli rushed back from Nanbin Island. After Wen Qiao received his call, she went to his apartment. As soon as she arrived at his house, she saw his bodyguard dragging a suitcase. There was gray-green in Fu Nanli's eyes. It was obvious that he had been working non-stop these days and was too rushed. He was worried just because her damn cycle was shortened to seven days.
"You didn't have to rush back like that." Wen Qiao felt a little sorry for him.
Fu Nanli pulled off his tie with one hand and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The cell phone rang and Wen Qiao dragged him to the living room.
It was Uncle Li's voice, very low and somewhat furtive: "Master."
(End of this chapter)