"There's no clue! He didn't even give a basic explanation. He just dispatched people back from overseas branches. He didn't even tell us what he was going to do after the connection!"
Fu Xingsheng angrily scolded the group: "I see that his wings are very stiff now. How can he see the existence of our elders in his eyes? The last time he sent Chen Yi out, it was to open up overseas markets, but now,
We haven’t even laid a solid foundation yet, so we’re calling people back again!”
"Why don't we just ask him, lest something really happened and we people don't know about it at all, then it would really be a big loss, okay?"
The small family group was discussing this incident, but no one offered to call Fu Liangyuan to find out what happened.
…
Fu Liangyuan knew nothing about this.
After leaving the restaurant, he returned to the Fu Group and started working.
After all this busy work, by the time he returned to Nianxinyuan, it was already close to midnight.
The lights in Nianxin Garden were still brightly lit, as if they were waiting for the return of his master.
The moment he got off the car and saw the lights on in Nianxin Garden, Fu Liangyuan felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to Changxin Garden and the time when he was married to Tang Mian.
Three years does not seem to be a long time, but it is not short either.
The lights in Changxin Garden would always be on no matter how late it was, and Tang Mian would even wait until he returned before getting ready to rest.
I don't know since when, Fu Liangyuan gradually felt that Changxinyuan was more than just a place to live, but at that time, he had not realized that it was the feeling of "home".
Now, the lights left in Nianxin Garden made him feel dazed for a moment, and he even felt that Tang Mian had come back, and he had never lost her, and he didn't need to go to great lengths to prevent the pursuit of interested people...
Fu Liangyuan pursed his lips lightly and stepped forward.
Zhang's mother was dozing on the sofa when she heard footsteps in the entrance and woke up.
She quickly stood up, cheered up and stepped forward: "Sir, you are back."
As she said that, she reached out and took the coat that Fu Liangyuan took off, and couldn't help but mutter: "Tell me about you, it's true that work is important, but your body is also important!"
"If Madam..."
Zhang Ma's words stopped abruptly.
She looked a little dazed. When she came to her senses, she sighed softly in her heart, pushed back those thoughts, and looked up at Fu Liangyuan: "Sir, let me cook you a supper..."
"Here, what's going on with your face?"
Under the light, Fu Liangyuan's sideways face was obviously marked with red marks, and he looked a bit ferocious.
Zhang's mother suddenly felt distressed and anxious: "If it's like this, that guy Song Yuan didn't ask you to go to the hospital for treatment?! He's too irresponsible!"
Fu Liangyuan pursed his lips lightly.
He looked at the anxious Zhang Ma and whispered: "It's nothing."
These two punches were from Tang Yanqing, and he didn't intend to deal with the marks left behind. Anyway, he should have suffered these long ago.
How could Zhang Ma really not take it seriously?
She took out the medical kit and asked Fu Liangyuan to sit on the sofa. While treating the wounds on his face, she couldn't help but say, "I am an old woman with rough hands and feet."
"Tell me... if there was a mistress in this house, everything would not be done for you! How can it be like now, when you come back late or get injured, no one will take care of you."