Fu Song slapped him in the face, and the whole room suddenly became very quiet.
This was not the first time Bai Qiu was beaten by him. She covered her cheek and immediately sat on the ground and started crying.
Fu Yancheng sat on the sofa, watching the two quarreling with indifference, and then started to fight.
Scattered memories suddenly flashed through his mind. The two of them had been like this before.
It's been like this since he was little.
He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. He even raised his head and asked the servant beside him, "When will dinner be ready?"
It seemed as if everything in front of him couldn't make any waves for him.
Realizing that his son was so indifferent, Bai Qiu felt even more sad and cried even louder.
There were many servants in the hall, and Fu Song felt embarrassed, "If you want to cry, then go cry outside and don't disturb our New Year celebrations."
Bai Qiu got up from the ground and ran directly into the kitchen.
Fu Song breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Fu Yancheng beside him and felt extremely indebted at this moment.
Ever since Fu Yancheng suffered a brain injury, he was shocked to realize that he had been absent from many important occasions for his son.
"Yancheng."
He only said this, and Fu Yancheng put down the cup in his hand.
"Dad, if you have anything else, let's talk about it later."
Fu Song originally wanted to apologize, but after hearing this, he shut up.
Bai Qiu's crying was still heard in the kitchen, and it made people's brains hurt.
Fu Song endured it again and again, and after a while he stood up and grabbed the coat on the side.
"I won't be eating at home tonight."
It's better to go back and eat a big pot of rice with the people under your command.
Bai Qiu, who was in the kitchen, heard this and ran out quickly.
"Hubby, don't leave. I won't cry anymore. Just stay here for dinner tonight. This is the Chinese New Year after all."
Bai Qiu finally compromised. Rather than arguing with Fu Song, she was more afraid of Fu Song ignoring her.
But Fu Song obviously only hates her.
Fu Song subconsciously looked at Fu Yancheng.
He and his son hadn't had dinner together for a long time, but Fu Yancheng also got up at this time.
"I'm leaving too."
Bai Qiu's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were full of resentment.
What she said was indeed true. This son had no affection for the family at all, and he had no respect for her at all!
He should have been strangled to death in the first place!
She took a deep breath and put a smile on her face.
"The food is already being prepared. Do you want me to eat alone tonight?"
Fu Yancheng had already walked to the door, as if he hadn't heard this.
Bai Qiu finally couldn't stand it anymore and started to curse again.
Fu Yancheng and Fu Song both left faster now, and Bai Qiu's screams came from behind.
Fu Yancheng stood in front of his car. As soon as he got in, Fu Song got into the passenger seat.
"Send me back, or let's find a place to have something to eat."
"No, I have an appointment."
The fireworks for the evening are all ready, and he has to spend it with Penny.
But he can send Fu Song off.
Fu Song saw the softening in his eyes and made a guess.
"Is there someone you like?"
"Um."
This is the first time that father and son have talked about these things.
Fu Song put his fingers into his pocket again. The peace charm was still there, but he spoke in shame.
He owed not only Fu Yancheng, but also Fu Xingzhou.
I have been busy with my career these years and have never gotten along well with these two children.
The year Fu Xingzhou died, the old man retired, and the burden on his shoulders became even heavier.
There must be someone in the Fu family, otherwise such a large property will definitely be coveted by others.
He was not really because of Lin Muyan. Although Lin Muyan's incident did make him resent Bai Qiu, Bai Qiu had given birth to two children after all.
It's just that these years, Bai Qiu himself couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. Whenever something happened, he would mention Lin Muyan and go crazy.
He didn't have much affection for her to begin with, but in the end it all turned into disgust.
Fu Song was originally a sane person, but he had already had enough of a woman who had been crazy for more than 20 years, so he preferred to hide outside.
In the past, when Xing Zhou was around, the two of them would talk a few more words, and the father and son cooperated tacitly.
Later, the boat left and the old man retreated. He had more things to deal with.
When he came back last time, he was shocked to realize that his relationship with Fu Yancheng had reached an irreversible point.
The fingers that he put into his pocket moved awkwardly several times, but when he came into contact with his son's cold eyes, he looked forward seriously again.
This chapter has been completed!