Chapter 44
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Fu Ting took Fu Jianchen to the bottom of the rental house where Fu Zhen once lived. Fu looked up at the building in front of him. The old building was in danger in the strong wind. It seemed that with a little blow, it would collapse at this time. The strong wind of a few days ago blew a part of the wall off, and the falling bricks and cement piled up in the West, It's covered with plastic garbage.
Fu Jianchen suddenly remembered his appearance when he saw Fu Zhen here last time, and the bitterness spread to his heart a little bit.
Xu was shy in his hometown. They looked downstairs for a long time without any action. Until the sky gradually faded and the dusk was in full swing, Fu Jianchen made a little move. He said to Fu Ting beside him, "go up."
However, they don't even know what floor Fu Zhen lives on. Fortunately, when Fu Ting asked his secretary to investigate Fu Zhen last time, the private detective investigated Fu Zhen carefully enough.
Fu Ting called his secretary. The secretary told Fu Ting at the other end of the phone, "it should be on the sixth floor. I remember the house number should be 0609."
Through the narrow and old dark corridor, Fu Jianchen and they stop outside the door of 0609. In a repressive silence, Fu Jianchen raises his hand and knocks on the door in front of them.
The person who opened the door was not Fu Zhen, but the landlord here. He came in to clean up the empty room after Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu left. When he saw Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting outside the door, he was obviously stunned because they were not dressed like they were going to rent a house here.
So the landlord naturally asked them, "who are you looking for?"
Looking beyond the landlord in front of him, Fu Jianchen could clearly see all the furnishings in the messy living room, from which he could guess the living environment of Fu Zhen.
Fu Jianchen couldn't imagine that his treasure had lived in such an environment for such a long time. Fu did not know that Fu Zhen's living conditions were worse than what he saw now. His throat seemed to be filled with a bowl of molten iron. Even if he opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound. He didn't speak for a long time.
The surprise in the landlord's eyes gradually changed into impatience in their long silence. As they were about to close the door, Fu Ting asked, "is Fu Zhen here?"
It turns out that these two people came to find Fu Zhen. Did Fu Zhen owe them money? The landlord made some innocuous guesses and replied, "Fu Zhen, he moved away some time ago."
Fu Ting was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "where did he move?"
"Where do we know?" The landlord shook his head. "He moved out with another man."
Fu Jianchen was finally able to make a voice. He asked the landlord, "what does that person look like?"
The landlord shook his head and said with his own impression: "he is pretty good-looking, very tall, and his eyes are blue."
Just the name of Jiang Hengshu, the landlord did not say.
Fu Ting immediately thought of the two people who left hand in hand on the street outside the fountain square.
"I know him," Fu Ting said to Fu Jianchen, "I have seen him."
Fu Jianchen turned to look at Fu ting and asked him, "have you met him?"
Fu Ting nodded. That night, under the streetlights, the long shadows of the two men were almost glued together.
If Fu Jianchen knew who the landlord was talking about, he would know that he had actually met him. On the day when he came here with Tang quwan to find Fu Zhen, it was the man who rescued his treasure from the abyss and the abyss and broke away from the mire with him step by step.
The landlord thought their conversation was strange and asked, "who are you
After a long silence, Fu replied, "I am his father."
The landlord actually laughed, shook his head and said to Fu Jianchen, "it doesn't look like it."
If there was a father like Fu Jianchen, how could that little lame man have lived with him for such a long time? He had seen Fu Zhen's legs ache in rainy days, he had seen him toiling for medicine money, he had seen him hiding in order to survive
I have never seen him under his father's wings.
They always thought that Fu Zhen had no relatives. Now two well-dressed men came to him, and one of them claimed to be his father. This is really funny.
It took the landlord a lot of effort to keep himself from laughing. The main reason was that he felt that if he laughed at this time, he might be beaten. The other two big men also seemed to exercise regularly. His small size certainly would not be the opponent of the other party.
The landlord thought that the two people had almost asked, and it was time to leave. Fu Jianchen suddenly asked, "can I see the room he lived in before?"
There was nothing shady about that house. The landlord took the key and led them to the room where Fu Zhen lived. He unscrewed the lock on the door, opened the door and said to Fu Jianchen, "he lives here."
Fu went in. The room in front of him was small, with an area of less than 10 square meters. There was a single bed against the wall and no other furniture. This room is so small and small that it is not only difficult to turn around, but also the air for breathing becomes scarce.It's hard to imagine that he has been curled up in such a small, cramped room for nearly two years.
When he came out of the old building, the wind and snow came on his face. There was endless crying and Howling inside. Fu Jianchen looked up at the deep sky above his head. After a long, long time, he hung down his head and said only two words, "look for him."
From this moment to the day he saw Fu Zhen, he never made any sound from his throat.
……
On the night of Qian Mo's interview, the battle for the director of chunhuashan had come to an end, but at the same time, the film was facing the crisis of being released soon.
Fu Zhen didn't care much. Now that chunhuashan has earned enough box office, he can do a lot of things, such as restarting the chronicle of Shazhou. If the remaining money is enough, he still wants to make a low-cost movie Although Jiang Hengshu said he could help himself, Fu Zhen felt that if he could, he still hoped that these problems would be solved by himself.
Because he was going to see Jiang Hengshu's mother tomorrow, Fu Zhen was really nervous. He insisted that Jiang Hengshu go out together in the evening to buy a gift for Mrs. Jiang. He didn't have much money in hand. Jiang Hengshu made up a little for him before he bought the hand embroidered silk.
Fu Zhen glared at his eyes in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. He asked Jiang Hengshu, "will your mother really like me?"
"Yes, don't worry," Jiang Hengshu patted Fu Zhen on the back, soothing his anxious and tense mood. "It's late. It's time to go to bed."
This time, without waiting for Fu Zhen to open his mouth, Jiang Hengshu took the initiative to "you are so good, how can you not like you?"
He kisses Fu Zhen's eyebrow and threatens him softly in his ear: "if you don't sleep, I'll go to my study and sleep."
Fu Zhen rubbed affectionately on Jiang Hengshu's chin with a little green stubble.
"Good night," he whispered to Jiang Hengshu
Jiang Hengshu held Fu Zhen in his arms, "good night, baby."
……
The next morning, Fu Zhen got out of bed early in the morning, wearing a white sweater, a gray slim jacket and black straight pants. Fu Zhen was not old enough. He looked like a college student on campus.
He stood in the mirror and looked at it for a long time. At last, he didn't decide whether to wear it or not. He asked Jiang Hengshu, who was sitting on the side looking at him quietly, and asked, "is it OK for me to wear this way?"
"There's a problem." Jiang Hengshu said mercilessly.
Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu with round eyes and waited for Jiang Hengshu to tell him what the problem was.
Jiang Hengshu got up and went to the front of the wardrobe, picked out a black coat and handed it to Fu Zhen: "it's too little. It's cold to go out later."
Fu Zhen didn't reach for it. He blinked his big eyes and looked pitifully at Jiang Hengshu, as if he wanted to bargain with Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu only said one sentence to Fu Zhen: "my mother doesn't like stinky children."
Fu Zhen:
What can Fu Zhen do? He could only take the coat handed over by Jiang Hengshu and put it on.
When he closed the door of the wardrobe, Jiang Hengshu found that Fu Zhen's clothes were still a little less. He had to take him out to buy some more when he had time.
Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen to Jiang's house and drove around the winding mountain road to the villa standing in the middle of the mountain. As soon as he got out of the car, the cold wind howled. Fu Zhen couldn't help sneezing and closed his coat. Jiang Hengshu didn't laugh at him when he saw his appearance. He just held him in his arms.
The old housekeeper had been waiting outside the door for a long time. When he saw Fu Zhen in Jiang Hengshu's arms, he was slightly shocked. Last night, his wife said that Jiang Hengshu would come back with his partner today. The old housekeeper never thought that Jiang Hengshu would bring back a boy. He suddenly remembered the sad face of Mrs. Jiang when he left last time.
But when he saw them coming to him, the old housekeeper still said to them with a smile: "come back?" To help them open the door of the villa.
Jiang Hengshu nodded and walked into the villa with Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen soon saw Jiang Hengshu's mother. Mrs. Jiang stood at the door of the living room with a smile to greet them. She was nearly 50 years old, but she was well maintained. There were almost no fine lines around her eyes. She was wearing a dark green cheongsam, and her whole body was full of a very comfortable air. Fu Zhen bent down and bowed: "Hello, madam Jiang, I'm Fu Zhen." then she took the The present was handed over.
"Just come. What else do you want?" Mrs. Jiang said with a smile.
During the period when Fu Zhen didn't come, she thought for countless times what his son's lover would look like. Jiang Hengshu said that he was bisexual. She had thought that the child might be feminine, but he did not. Fu Zhen's appearance looked like a normal boy with delicate facial features. She was surprised to stand with his tall son To match.
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Fu Ting took Fu Jianchen to the bottom of the rental house where Fu Zhen once lived. Fu looked up at the building in front of him. The old building was in danger in the strong wind. It seemed that with a little blow, it would collapse at this time. The strong wind of a few days ago blew a part of the wall off, and the falling bricks and cement piled up in the West, It's covered with plastic garbage.
Fu Jianchen suddenly remembered his appearance when he saw Fu Zhen here last time, and the bitterness spread to his heart a little bit.
Xu was shy in his hometown. They looked downstairs for a long time without any action. Until the sky gradually faded and the dusk was in full swing, Fu Jianchen made a little move. He said to Fu Ting beside him, "go up."
However, they don't even know what floor Fu Zhen lives on. Fortunately, when Fu Ting asked his secretary to investigate Fu Zhen last time, the private detective investigated Fu Zhen carefully enough.
Fu Ting called his secretary. The secretary told Fu Ting at the other end of the phone, "it should be on the sixth floor. I remember the house number should be 0609."
Through the narrow and old dark corridor, Fu Jianchen and they stop outside the door of 0609. In a repressive silence, Fu Jianchen raises his hand and knocks on the door in front of them.
The person who opened the door was not Fu Zhen, but the landlord here. He came in to clean up the empty room after Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu left. When he saw Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting outside the door, he was obviously stunned because they were not dressed like they were going to rent a house here.
So the landlord naturally asked them, "who are you looking for?"
Looking beyond the landlord in front of him, Fu Jianchen could clearly see all the furnishings in the messy living room, from which he could guess the living environment of Fu Zhen.
Fu Jianchen couldn't imagine that his treasure had lived in such an environment for such a long time. Fu did not know that Fu Zhen's living conditions were worse than what he saw now. His throat seemed to be filled with a bowl of molten iron. Even if he opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound. He didn't speak for a long time.
The surprise in the landlord's eyes gradually changed into impatience in their long silence. As they were about to close the door, Fu Ting asked, "is Fu Zhen here?"
It turns out that these two people came to find Fu Zhen. Did Fu Zhen owe them money? The landlord made some innocuous guesses and replied, "Fu Zhen, he moved away some time ago."
Fu Ting was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "where did he move?"
"Where do we know?" The landlord shook his head. "He moved out with another man."
Fu Jianchen was finally able to make a voice. He asked the landlord, "what does that person look like?"
The landlord shook his head and said with his own impression: "he is pretty good-looking, very tall, and his eyes are blue."
Just the name of Jiang Hengshu, the landlord did not say.
Fu Ting immediately thought of the two people who left hand in hand on the street outside the fountain square.
"I know him," Fu Ting said to Fu Jianchen, "I have seen him."
Fu Jianchen turned to look at Fu ting and asked him, "have you met him?"
Fu Ting nodded. That night, under the streetlights, the long shadows of the two men were almost glued together.
If Fu Jianchen knew who the landlord was talking about, he would know that he had actually met him. On the day when he came here with Tang quwan to find Fu Zhen, it was the man who rescued his treasure from the abyss and the abyss and broke away from the mire with him step by step.
The landlord thought their conversation was strange and asked, "who are you
After a long silence, Fu replied, "I am his father."
The landlord actually laughed, shook his head and said to Fu Jianchen, "it doesn't look like it."
If there was a father like Fu Jianchen, how could that little lame man have lived with him for such a long time? He had seen Fu Zhen's legs ache in rainy days, he had seen him toiling for medicine money, he had seen him hiding in order to survive
I have never seen him under his father's wings.
They always thought that Fu Zhen had no relatives. Now two well-dressed men came to him, and one of them claimed to be his father. This is really funny.
It took the landlord a lot of effort to keep himself from laughing. The main reason was that he felt that if he laughed at this time, he might be beaten. The other two big men also seemed to exercise regularly. His small size certainly would not be the opponent of the other party.
The landlord thought that the two people had almost asked, and it was time to leave. Fu Jianchen suddenly asked, "can I see the room he lived in before?"
There was nothing shady about that house. The landlord took the key and led them to the room where Fu Zhen lived. He unscrewed the lock on the door, opened the door and said to Fu Jianchen, "he lives here."
Fu went in. The room in front of him was small, with an area of less than 10 square meters. There was a single bed against the wall and no other furniture. This room is so small and small that it is not only difficult to turn around, but also the air for breathing becomes scarce.It's hard to imagine that he has been curled up in such a small, cramped room for nearly two years.
When he came out of the old building, the wind and snow came on his face. There was endless crying and Howling inside. Fu Jianchen looked up at the deep sky above his head. After a long, long time, he hung down his head and said only two words, "look for him."
From this moment to the day he saw Fu Zhen, he never made any sound from his throat.
……
On the night of Qian Mo's interview, the battle for the director of chunhuashan had come to an end, but at the same time, the film was facing the crisis of being released soon.
Fu Zhen didn't care much. Now that chunhuashan has earned enough box office, he can do a lot of things, such as restarting the chronicle of Shazhou. If the remaining money is enough, he still wants to make a low-cost movie Although Jiang Hengshu said he could help himself, Fu Zhen felt that if he could, he still hoped that these problems would be solved by himself.
Because he was going to see Jiang Hengshu's mother tomorrow, Fu Zhen was really nervous. He insisted that Jiang Hengshu go out together in the evening to buy a gift for Mrs. Jiang. He didn't have much money in hand. Jiang Hengshu made up a little for him before he bought the hand embroidered silk.
Fu Zhen glared at his eyes in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. He asked Jiang Hengshu, "will your mother really like me?"
"Yes, don't worry," Jiang Hengshu patted Fu Zhen on the back, soothing his anxious and tense mood. "It's late. It's time to go to bed."
This time, without waiting for Fu Zhen to open his mouth, Jiang Hengshu took the initiative to "you are so good, how can you not like you?"
He kisses Fu Zhen's eyebrow and threatens him softly in his ear: "if you don't sleep, I'll go to my study and sleep."
Fu Zhen rubbed affectionately on Jiang Hengshu's chin with a little green stubble.
"Good night," he whispered to Jiang Hengshu
Jiang Hengshu held Fu Zhen in his arms, "good night, baby."
……
The next morning, Fu Zhen got out of bed early in the morning, wearing a white sweater, a gray slim jacket and black straight pants. Fu Zhen was not old enough. He looked like a college student on campus.
He stood in the mirror and looked at it for a long time. At last, he didn't decide whether to wear it or not. He asked Jiang Hengshu, who was sitting on the side looking at him quietly, and asked, "is it OK for me to wear this way?"
"There's a problem." Jiang Hengshu said mercilessly.
Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu with round eyes and waited for Jiang Hengshu to tell him what the problem was.
Jiang Hengshu got up and went to the front of the wardrobe, picked out a black coat and handed it to Fu Zhen: "it's too little. It's cold to go out later."
Fu Zhen didn't reach for it. He blinked his big eyes and looked pitifully at Jiang Hengshu, as if he wanted to bargain with Jiang Hengshu.
Jiang Hengshu only said one sentence to Fu Zhen: "my mother doesn't like stinky children."
Fu Zhen:
What can Fu Zhen do? He could only take the coat handed over by Jiang Hengshu and put it on.
When he closed the door of the wardrobe, Jiang Hengshu found that Fu Zhen's clothes were still a little less. He had to take him out to buy some more when he had time.
Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen to Jiang's house and drove around the winding mountain road to the villa standing in the middle of the mountain. As soon as he got out of the car, the cold wind howled. Fu Zhen couldn't help sneezing and closed his coat. Jiang Hengshu didn't laugh at him when he saw his appearance. He just held him in his arms.
The old housekeeper had been waiting outside the door for a long time. When he saw Fu Zhen in Jiang Hengshu's arms, he was slightly shocked. Last night, his wife said that Jiang Hengshu would come back with his partner today. The old housekeeper never thought that Jiang Hengshu would bring back a boy. He suddenly remembered the sad face of Mrs. Jiang when he left last time.
But when he saw them coming to him, the old housekeeper still said to them with a smile: "come back?" To help them open the door of the villa.
Jiang Hengshu nodded and walked into the villa with Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen soon saw Jiang Hengshu's mother. Mrs. Jiang stood at the door of the living room with a smile to greet them. She was nearly 50 years old, but she was well maintained. There were almost no fine lines around her eyes. She was wearing a dark green cheongsam, and her whole body was full of a very comfortable air. Fu Zhen bent down and bowed: "Hello, madam Jiang, I'm Fu Zhen." then she took the The present was handed over.
"Just come. What else do you want?" Mrs. Jiang said with a smile.
During the period when Fu Zhen didn't come, she thought for countless times what his son's lover would look like. Jiang Hengshu said that he was bisexual. She had thought that the child might be feminine, but he did not. Fu Zhen's appearance looked like a normal boy with delicate facial features. She was surprised to stand with his tall son To match.
Fu Ting took Fu Jianchen to the bottom of the rental house where Fu Zhen once lived. Fu looked up at the building in front of him. The old building was in danger in the strong wind. It seemed that with a little blow, it would collapse at this time. The strong wind of a few days ago blew a part of the wall off, and the falling bricks and cement piled up in the West, It's covered with plastic garbage. Fu Jianchen suddenly remembered his appearance when he saw Fu Zhen here last time, and the bitterness spread to his heart a little bit. Xu was shy in his hometown. They looked downstairs for a long time without any action. Until the sky gradually faded and the dusk was in full swing, Fu Jianchen made a little move. He said to Fu Ting beside him, "go up." However, they don't even know what floor Fu Zhen lives on. Fortunately, when Fu Ting asked his secretary to investigate Fu Zhen last time, the private detective investigated Fu Zhen carefully enough. Fu Ting called his secretary. The secretary told Fu Ting at the other end of the phone, "it should be on the sixth floor. I remember the house number should be 0609." Through the narrow and old dark corridor, Fu Jianchen and they stop outside the door of 0609. In a repressive silence, Fu Jianchen raises his hand and knocks on the door in front of them. The person who opened the door was not Fu Zhen, but the landlord here. He came in to clean up the empty room after Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu left. When he saw Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting outside the door, he was obviously stunned because they were not dressed like they were going to rent a house here. So the landlord naturally asked them, "who are you looking for?" Looking beyond the landlord in front of him, Fu Jianchen could clearly see all the furnishings in the messy living room, from which he could guess the living environment of Fu Zhen. Fu Jianchen couldn't imagine that his treasure had lived in such an environment for such a long time. Fu did not know that Fu Zhen's living conditions were worse than what he saw now. His throat seemed to be filled with a bowl of molten iron. Even if he opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound. He didn't speak for a long time. The surprise in the landlord's eyes gradually changed into impatience in their long silence. As they were about to close the door, Fu Ting asked, "is Fu Zhen here?" It turns out that these two people came to find Fu Zhen. Did Fu Zhen owe them money? The landlord made some innocuous guesses and replied, "Fu Zhen, he moved away some time ago." Fu Ting was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "where did he move?" "Where do we know?" The landlord shook his head. "He moved out with another man." Fu Jianchen was finally able to make a voice. He asked the landlord, "what does that person look like?" The landlord shook his head and said with his own impression: "he is pretty good-looking, very tall, and his eyes are blue." Just the name of Jiang Hengshu, the landlord did not say. Fu Ting immediately thought of the two people who left hand in hand on the street outside the fountain square. "I know him," Fu Ting said to Fu Jianchen, "I have seen him." Fu Jianchen turned to look at Fu ting and asked him, "have you met him?" Fu Ting nodded. That night, under the streetlights, the long shadows of the two men were almost glued together. If Fu Jianchen knew who the landlord was talking about, he would know that he had actually met him. On the day when he came here with Tang quwan to find Fu Zhen, it was the man who rescued his treasure from the abyss and the abyss and broke away from the mire with him step by step. The landlord thought their conversation was strange and asked, "who are you After a long silence, Fu replied, "I am his father." The landlord actually laughed, shook his head and said to Fu Jianchen, "it doesn't look like it." If there was a father like Fu Jianchen, how could that little lame man have lived with him for such a long time? He had seen Fu Zhen's legs ache in rainy days, he had seen him toiling for medicine money, he had seen him hiding in order to survive I have never seen him under his father's wings. They always thought that Fu Zhen had no relatives. Now two well-dressed men came to him, and one of them claimed to be his father. This is really funny. It took the landlord a lot of effort to keep himself from laughing. The main reason was that he felt that if he laughed at this time, he might be beaten. The other two big men also seemed to exercise regularly. His small size certainly would not be the opponent of the other party. The landlord thought that the two people had almost asked, and it was time to leave. Fu Jianchen suddenly asked, "can I see the room he lived in before?" There was nothing shady about that house. The landlord took the key and led them to the room where Fu Zhen lived. He unscrewed the lock on the door, opened the door and said to Fu Jianchen, "he lives here." Fu went in. The room in front of him was small, with an area of less than 10 square meters. There was a single bed against the wall and no other furniture. This room is so small and small that it is not only difficult to turn around, but also the air for breathing becomes scarce.It's hard to imagine that he has been curled up in such a small, cramped room for nearly two years. When he came out of the old building, the wind and snow came on his face. There was endless crying and Howling inside. Fu Jianchen looked up at the deep sky above his head. After a long, long time, he hung down his head and said only two words, "look for him." From this moment to the day he saw Fu Zhen, he never made any sound from his throat. On the night of Qian Mo's interview, the battle for the director of chunhuashan had come to an end, but at the same time, the film was facing the crisis of being released soon. Fu Zhen didn't care much. Now that chunhuashan has earned enough box office, he can do a lot of things, such as restarting the chronicle of Shazhou. If the remaining money is enough, he still wants to make a low-cost movie Although Jiang Hengshu said he could help himself, Fu Zhen felt that if he could, he still hoped that these problems would be solved by himself. Because he was going to see Jiang Hengshu's mother tomorrow, Fu Zhen was really nervous. He insisted that Jiang Hengshu go out together in the evening to buy a gift for Mrs. Jiang. He didn't have much money in hand. Jiang Hengshu made up a little for him before he bought the hand embroidered silk. Fu Zhen glared at his eyes in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. He asked Jiang Hengshu, "will your mother really like me?" "Yes, don't worry," Jiang Hengshu patted Fu Zhen on the back, soothing his anxious and tense mood. "It's late. It's time to go to bed." This time, without waiting for Fu Zhen to open his mouth, Jiang Hengshu took the initiative to "you are so good, how can you not like you?" He kisses Fu Zhen's eyebrow and threatens him softly in his ear: "if you don't sleep, I'll go to my study and sleep." Fu Zhen rubbed affectionately on Jiang Hengshu's chin with a little green stubble. "Good night," he whispered to Jiang Hengshu Jiang Hengshu held Fu Zhen in his arms, "good night, baby." The next morning, Fu Zhen got out of bed early in the morning, wearing a white sweater, a gray slim jacket and black straight pants. Fu Zhen was not old enough. He looked like a college student on campus. He stood in the mirror and looked at it for a long time. At last, he didn't decide whether to wear it or not. He asked Jiang Hengshu, who was sitting on the side looking at him quietly, and asked, "is it OK for me to wear this way?" "There's a problem." Jiang Hengshu said mercilessly. Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu with round eyes and waited for Jiang Hengshu to tell him what the problem was. Jiang Hengshu got up and went to the front of the wardrobe, picked out a black coat and handed it to Fu Zhen: "it's too little. It's cold to go out later." Fu Zhen didn't reach for it. He blinked his big eyes and looked pitifully at Jiang Hengshu, as if he wanted to bargain with Jiang Hengshu. Jiang Hengshu only said one sentence to Fu Zhen: "my mother doesn't like stinky children." Fu Zhen: What can Fu Zhen do? He could only take the coat handed over by Jiang Hengshu and put it on. When he closed the door of the wardrobe, Jiang Hengshu found that Fu Zhen's clothes were still a little less. He had to take him out to buy some more when he had time. Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen to Jiang's house and drove around the winding mountain road to the villa standing in the middle of the mountain. As soon as he got out of the car, the cold wind howled. Fu Zhen couldn't help sneezing and closed his coat. Jiang Hengshu didn't laugh at him when he saw his appearance. He just held him in his arms. The old housekeeper had been waiting outside the door for a long time. When he saw Fu Zhen in Jiang Hengshu's arms, he was slightly shocked. Last night, his wife said that Jiang Hengshu would come back with his partner today. The old housekeeper never thought that Jiang Hengshu would bring back a boy. He suddenly remembered the sad face of Mrs. Jiang when he left last time. But when he saw them coming to him, the old housekeeper still said to them with a smile: "come back?" To help them open the door of the villa. Jiang Hengshu nodded and walked into the villa with Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen soon saw Jiang Hengshu's mother. Mrs. Jiang stood at the door of the living room with a smile to greet them. She was nearly 50 years old, but she was well maintained. There were almost no fine lines around her eyes. She was wearing a dark green cheongsam, and her whole body was full of a very comfortable air. Fu Zhen bent down and bowed: "Hello, madam Jiang, I'm Fu Zhen." then she took the The present was handed over. "Just come. What else do you want?" Mrs. Jiang said with a smile. During the period when Fu Zhen didn't come, she thought for countless times what his son's lover would look like. Jiang Hengshu said that he was bisexual. She had thought that the child might be feminine, but he did not. Fu Zhen's appearance looked like a normal boy with delicate facial features. She was surprised to stand with his tall son To match.
