Chapter 154: Han Weidong
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Obviously there was no deliberate interaction, but the family servants still really felt the difference between the wife and the young master.
It feels that they are getting better, and finally they are like a normal mother and child.
Yes, Qingqing and Fu Sishen felt that they were not in harmony before.
It may be that Qingqing was immature at that time, so Fu Si was cautious about her not so much as facing her mother, but as coaxing her children.
Later, Qingqing's memory gradually recovered, and Fu Sishen was always separated from her by an invisible barrier due to previous misunderstandings.
Now that the barrier between mother and child was broken by an apology, it naturally became closer, even better than before.
No, when Fu Heng came home from get off work, he saw his wife and youngest son wearing the same loose T-shirts, sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room playing games.
Without entering the door, they could hear their bluffing shouts.
"Mom! I'm surrounded by monsters, come and save me."
"It's coming, you can hold on."
"Fuck! This thing will actually be invisible for dialysis. Quickly, kill him, otherwise it will affect us to push the boss in the late game."
"Gotta, take the little master!"
He deliberately increased his footsteps, and the action of closing the door was not small.
But the two of them were just as deaf, and they didn't even give a look.
"Sir..." The nanny looked at Fu Heng with a bag of empty snack shells.
"How long did they play?" Fu Heng asked.
"I don't know, I will play there after eating at night," the nanny said.
Fu Heng glanced at his watch. It was after 11 o'clock, and the time for eating at home was usually between 6 and 7 o'clock. The two people played for four or five hours!
Fu Heng's face turned black.
He didn't reprimand his wife and son face to face, after all, he had to take into account their self-esteem when the child was older.
So just pretending not to see it, after going upstairs, he sent a warning message to the younger son.
Order him not to end the game and let his mother go to bed early, and pack up and come to Fu Group for work tomorrow.
Sure enough, Fu Sishen, who successfully received the information, was shocked.
He knew that he was such a talented person, and his dad would certainly not be so easy to die, he always wanted to get him! Get into the company.
Can't afford to offend, slipped away.
On the excuse of something, Fu Sishen drove away without even staying at home.
Fu Heng watched the car go away. Then he took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom. When he walked out dry and wet, he saw that his wife was already lying on the bed and swiping her phone.
"The game is over?"
He lifted his thin lips and tried to climb onto the bed gently with a movement that would not arouse Qing Qing's disgust.
"You don't know what you did yourself?"
Qingqing was depressed and didn't want to talk to Fu Heng.
She kept swiping her fingertips on the phone screen, and suddenly a piece of news was swept.
[A major traffic accident occurred on the 611 National Highway in this city today, involving 14 people, of which three were seriously injured and seven were slightly injured. All of them have been transferred to the hospital for rescue, and no one died. 】
This kind of car accident news basically happens every day, which is not so new at all.
If you change the normal time, Qingqing will pass, at most, sympathy, and donate money.
But this time, she felt uncomfortable inexplicably.
The reason is not just because this road is exactly the way they went home today.
There is more than this road back from the shopping mall to Fu's house, but this road is the closest and there is not much traffic, so Qingqing loves to go home from here.
There has never been an accident before, or because it was a relatively small road that has not been reported, there has been such a big car accident. For example, Qingqing can't help but be frightened.
Especially after she saw the time of the car accident.
It actually coincided with the time they returned home, if Fu Sishen didn't stop halfway and insisted on apologizing to Qingqing.
Thinking of this, Qingqing inevitably recalled more.
It seemed that they restarted the car later, but they were stopped by the traffic police halfway and drove to another road according to the instructions.
At that time, I heard vaguely that something went wrong before. Was it because of this?
"Is it uncomfortable? Why is your face so ugly?"
Fu Heng noticed that Qingqing's face was wrong, and approached with concern, and glanced at her mobile phone screen.
Car accident.
His heart sank.
how! Another car accident?
"You guys today..."
"No, I went the other way."
Knowing what Fu Heng wanted to ask, Qingqing answered first, and at the same time, her body quietly moved aside.
When he noticed her small movements, Fu Heng's eyes darkened, but he didn't have a face-to-face attack.
"You go to bed first, I'll go to the study to do something."
He stood up, left the big bed, and distanced himself from his wife.
Hearing that he was leaving, Qingqing nodded quickly and promised: "Go ahead. I must go to bed on time."
Is she so happy after I'm gone?
Fu Heng's face grew colder, he opened the door and left without saying a word.
Qingqing looked at his back, his guilty conscience flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and then it became relaxed again.
She can feel more at ease without having to deal with this person.
Qing Qing rolled over and fell asleep.
The eyebrows were faintly locked, as if worried about what happened.
I remember that there are still many vacant rooms at home. She finds time to clean up her things and move in.
With a click, the closed study door was opened from the inside.
The servant waiting outside the door accidentally saw the mess inside, and immediately lowered his head, pretending to see nothing.
"Clean up."
With a light command, Fu Heng left the study and returned to the room.
A powerful figure walked by, because the line of sight was drooping, and the servant could only see the swinging palm.
This is a very nice hand, with slender joints.
But now, on this white jade-like hand, there were a few more scratches abruptly, which were not deep, and did not bleed. At first glance, it was clear that it was injured by some not very sharp weapon.
After the person disappeared from sight, the servant walked into the study with another colleague, and the sight was really messy.
The booklet was thrown all over the floor, and there were a few pieces of broken glass in the middle. You can tell at a glance how much fire the owner made.
The only thing intact is a picture frame on the long wooden table.
Inside was a girl with a bright smile, with an indifferent expression standing behind this girl! Indifferent, a young boy who stared at the girl with a particularly gentle look.
This is Fu Heng and Gu Qingqing when they were young.
The servants sighed lightly and lived in the same villa. In fact, they more or less noticed that the relationship between the employer and the husband was faint.
It's just that this is the employer's business, and they don't have a good time to intervene. They just hope that this storm will pass quickly.
Fu Heng slept beside her as usual, with his arms wrapped around him, and his sleeping wife was tightly embraced by him.
They were so familiar with each other's breath that Qingqing didn't even act to resist. She rubbed Fu Heng's chest comfortably, and whispered something.
Fu Heng didn't hear clearly, but it shouldn't be a bad thing to watch Qing Qing's sleeping face.
Before dawn the next day, Fu Heng got up and left.
Entering the store, plain fireworks rushed to your face.
This is a breakfast noodle restaurant, opened in the old city, the walls are slightly yellow, showing a sense of old age.
It's still early, there are not many customers in the store, only a man in a black sweater and mask is sitting there playing with a mobile phone.
Fu Heng glanced over the dark blue triangle scarf on the opponent's cuff, walked straight to him and sat down.
"Han Weidong." With a mouth, he broke the identity of the other party.
The man's fingertips paused while playing the game, then raised his eyes, revealing a pair of delicate eyes: "Well, wait for me to finish this game."
If Qingqing were here, he would definitely recognize that the other party's clear and sweet voice with a slightly smokey voice was the mysterious person who appeared before her inexplicably over and over again.
Fu Heng was not in a hurry. He asked the boss to order a bowl of noodles for himself, and waited for the opponent to finish the game while eating.
To tell the truth, he eats noodles in this kind of place wearing this expensive clothes, which gives people a strong sense of violation.
The boss and his wife couldn't help but look at him a few times.
"The noodles are delicious." Fu Heng praised sincerely.
This kind of old alley shop can always give people special surprises.
"Thank you." The boss smiled. He likes to hear praise from others for his craftsmanship.
Fu! When Heng finished eating a bowl of noodles, the game of the opposite man was over.
Watching him put down the phone, Fu Heng wiped his mouth slowly while pushing another bowl of noodles in front of him.
"Have something to eat."
"Thank you."
Just a glimpse was enough for Fu Heng to see the opponent's face clearly.
He looks very handsome, but it is not as similar to Han Dayu as he guessed, and even has no similarity with Han Weilan.
Also, although he bears the other's surname, there is no blood relationship between him and the Han family at all.
No wonder, Han Dayu was so angry that he would kill.
But this kind of thing, Rao Fu Heng, who is also a man, will only scold him for deserved.
Those who are unfaithful to the family deserve retribution.
However, he didn't come here today to curse Han Dayu with the other party. The person left and right will never come out. There is no need to struggle too much.
He has another important thing.
"What do you know? I hope you can tell me the truth. The price is up to you."
"I don't want money." Han Weidong said.
He looked down at the soup in the bowl, clearly seeing his pale face from inside, and the firm determination hidden in his eyes: "I just want to protect her."
Even if it was just unintentional, Han Weidong knew very well that if Gu Qingqing didn't send Han Dayu to prison, he would have died long ago.
That man won't leave him the evil seed of other men, because he is a stain on his life.
As long as he lives a day, he keeps reminding him that he has been betrayed by his mistress, and he has become the tortoise **** who raises his son.
This is not something that person's self-esteem can bear.
So even if there is no indirect kindness to avenge his mother, Han Weidong is very grateful to Gu Qingqing.
"You should have found out, behind Han Dayu, there is still a force helping him."
Otherwise, relying on the opponent to squat in prison for so many years, how could he have so much energy to do so many things after he came out?
You know, the remaining possessions of the Han family were taken away by Han Weilan's mother and daughter a long time ago, and Han Da did not leave a single point.
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Obviously there was no deliberate interaction, but the family servants still really felt the difference between the wife and the young master.
It feels that they are getting better, and finally they are like a normal mother and child.
Yes, Qingqing and Fu Sishen felt that they were not in harmony before.
It may be that Qingqing was immature at that time, so Fu Si was cautious about her not so much as facing her mother, but as coaxing her children.
Later, Qingqing's memory gradually recovered, and Fu Sishen was always separated from her by an invisible barrier due to previous misunderstandings.
Now that the barrier between mother and child was broken by an apology, it naturally became closer, even better than before.
No, when Fu Heng came home from get off work, he saw his wife and youngest son wearing the same loose T-shirts, sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room playing games.
Without entering the door, they could hear their bluffing shouts.
"Mom! I'm surrounded by monsters, come and save me."
"It's coming, you can hold on."
"Fuck! This thing will actually be invisible for dialysis. Quickly, kill him, otherwise it will affect us to push the boss in the late game."
"Gotta, take the little master!"
He deliberately increased his footsteps, and the action of closing the door was not small.
But the two of them were just as deaf, and they didn't even give a look.
"Sir..." The nanny looked at Fu Heng with a bag of empty snack shells.
"How long did they play?" Fu Heng asked.
"I don't know, I will play there after eating at night," the nanny said.
Fu Heng glanced at his watch. It was after 11 o'clock, and the time for eating at home was usually between 6 and 7 o'clock. The two people played for four or five hours!
Fu Heng's face turned black.
He didn't reprimand his wife and son face to face, after all, he had to take into account their self-esteem when the child was older.
So just pretending not to see it, after going upstairs, he sent a warning message to the younger son.
Order him not to end the game and let his mother go to bed early, and pack up and come to Fu Group for work tomorrow.
Sure enough, Fu Sishen, who successfully received the information, was shocked.
He knew that he was such a talented person, and his dad would certainly not be so easy to die, he always wanted to get him! Get into the company.
Can't afford to offend, slipped away.
On the excuse of something, Fu Sishen drove away without even staying at home.
Fu Heng watched the car go away. Then he took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom. When he walked out dry and wet, he saw that his wife was already lying on the bed and swiping her phone.
"The game is over?"
He lifted his thin lips and tried to climb onto the bed gently with a movement that would not arouse Qing Qing's disgust.
"You don't know what you did yourself?"
Qingqing was depressed and didn't want to talk to Fu Heng.
She kept swiping her fingertips on the phone screen, and suddenly a piece of news was swept.
[A major traffic accident occurred on the 611 National Highway in this city today, involving 14 people, of which three were seriously injured and seven were slightly injured. All of them have been transferred to the hospital for rescue, and no one died. 】
This kind of car accident news basically happens every day, which is not so new at all.
If you change the normal time, Qingqing will pass, at most, sympathy, and donate money.
But this time, she felt uncomfortable inexplicably.
The reason is not just because this road is exactly the way they went home today.
There is more than this road back from the shopping mall to Fu's house, but this road is the closest and there is not much traffic, so Qingqing loves to go home from here.
There has never been an accident before, or because it was a relatively small road that has not been reported, there has been such a big car accident. For example, Qingqing can't help but be frightened.
Especially after she saw the time of the car accident.
It actually coincided with the time they returned home, if Fu Sishen didn't stop halfway and insisted on apologizing to Qingqing.
Thinking of this, Qingqing inevitably recalled more.
It seemed that they restarted the car later, but they were stopped by the traffic police halfway and drove to another road according to the instructions.
At that time, I heard vaguely that something went wrong before. Was it because of this?
"Is it uncomfortable? Why is your face so ugly?"
Fu Heng noticed that Qingqing's face was wrong, and approached with concern, and glanced at her mobile phone screen.
Car accident.
His heart sank.
how! Another car accident?
"You guys today..."
"No, I went the other way."
Knowing what Fu Heng wanted to ask, Qingqing answered first, and at the same time, her body quietly moved aside.
When he noticed her small movements, Fu Heng's eyes darkened, but he didn't have a face-to-face attack.
"You go to bed first, I'll go to the study to do something."
He stood up, left the big bed, and distanced himself from his wife.
Hearing that he was leaving, Qingqing nodded quickly and promised: "Go ahead. I must go to bed on time."
Is she so happy after I'm gone?
Fu Heng's face grew colder, he opened the door and left without saying a word.
Qingqing looked at his back, his guilty conscience flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and then it became relaxed again.
She can feel more at ease without having to deal with this person.
Qing Qing rolled over and fell asleep.
The eyebrows were faintly locked, as if worried about what happened.
I remember that there are still many vacant rooms at home. She finds time to clean up her things and move in.
With a click, the closed study door was opened from the inside.
The servant waiting outside the door accidentally saw the mess inside, and immediately lowered his head, pretending to see nothing.
"Clean up."
With a light command, Fu Heng left the study and returned to the room.
A powerful figure walked by, because the line of sight was drooping, and the servant could only see the swinging palm.
This is a very nice hand, with slender joints.
But now, on this white jade-like hand, there were a few more scratches abruptly, which were not deep, and did not bleed. At first glance, it was clear that it was injured by some not very sharp weapon.
After the person disappeared from sight, the servant walked into the study with another colleague, and the sight was really messy.
The booklet was thrown all over the floor, and there were a few pieces of broken glass in the middle. You can tell at a glance how much fire the owner made.
The only thing intact is a picture frame on the long wooden table.
Inside was a girl with a bright smile, with an indifferent expression standing behind this girl! Indifferent, a young boy who stared at the girl with a particularly gentle look.
This is Fu Heng and Gu Qingqing when they were young.
The servants sighed lightly and lived in the same villa. In fact, they more or less noticed that the relationship between the employer and the husband was faint.
It's just that this is the employer's business, and they don't have a good time to intervene. They just hope that this storm will pass quickly.
Fu Heng slept beside her as usual, with his arms wrapped around him, and his sleeping wife was tightly embraced by him.
They were so familiar with each other's breath that Qingqing didn't even act to resist. She rubbed Fu Heng's chest comfortably, and whispered something.
Fu Heng didn't hear clearly, but it shouldn't be a bad thing to watch Qing Qing's sleeping face.
Before dawn the next day, Fu Heng got up and left.
Entering the store, plain fireworks rushed to your face.
This is a breakfast noodle restaurant, opened in the old city, the walls are slightly yellow, showing a sense of old age.
It's still early, there are not many customers in the store, only a man in a black sweater and mask is sitting there playing with a mobile phone.
Fu Heng glanced over the dark blue triangle scarf on the opponent's cuff, walked straight to him and sat down.
"Han Weidong." With a mouth, he broke the identity of the other party.
The man's fingertips paused while playing the game, then raised his eyes, revealing a pair of delicate eyes: "Well, wait for me to finish this game."
If Qingqing were here, he would definitely recognize that the other party's clear and sweet voice with a slightly smokey voice was the mysterious person who appeared before her inexplicably over and over again.
Fu Heng was not in a hurry. He asked the boss to order a bowl of noodles for himself, and waited for the opponent to finish the game while eating.
To tell the truth, he eats noodles in this kind of place wearing this expensive clothes, which gives people a strong sense of violation.
The boss and his wife couldn't help but look at him a few times.
"The noodles are delicious." Fu Heng praised sincerely.
This kind of old alley shop can always give people special surprises.
"Thank you." The boss smiled. He likes to hear praise from others for his craftsmanship.
Fu! When Heng finished eating a bowl of noodles, the game of the opposite man was over.
Watching him put down the phone, Fu Heng wiped his mouth slowly while pushing another bowl of noodles in front of him.
"Have something to eat."
"Thank you."
Just a glimpse was enough for Fu Heng to see the opponent's face clearly.
He looks very handsome, but it is not as similar to Han Dayu as he guessed, and even has no similarity with Han Weilan.
Also, although he bears the other's surname, there is no blood relationship between him and the Han family at all.
No wonder, Han Dayu was so angry that he would kill.
But this kind of thing, Rao Fu Heng, who is also a man, will only scold him for deserved.
Those who are unfaithful to the family deserve retribution.
However, he didn't come here today to curse Han Dayu with the other party. The person left and right will never come out. There is no need to struggle too much.
He has another important thing.
"What do you know? I hope you can tell me the truth. The price is up to you."
"I don't want money." Han Weidong said.
He looked down at the soup in the bowl, clearly seeing his pale face from inside, and the firm determination hidden in his eyes: "I just want to protect her."
Even if it was just unintentional, Han Weidong knew very well that if Gu Qingqing didn't send Han Dayu to prison, he would have died long ago.
That man won't leave him the evil seed of other men, because he is a stain on his life.
As long as he lives a day, he keeps reminding him that he has been betrayed by his mistress, and he has become the tortoise **** who raises his son.
This is not something that person's self-esteem can bear.
So even if there is no indirect kindness to avenge his mother, Han Weidong is very grateful to Gu Qingqing.
"You should have found out, behind Han Dayu, there is still a force helping him."
Otherwise, relying on the opponent to squat in prison for so many years, how could he have so much energy to do so many things after he came out?
You know, the remaining possessions of the Han family were taken away by Han Weilan's mother and daughter a long time ago, and Han Da did not leave a single point.
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Obviously there was no deliberate interaction, but the family servants still really felt the difference between the wife and the young master.It feels that they are getting better, and finally they are like a normal mother and child.Yes, Qingqing and Fu Sishen felt that they were not in harmony before.It may be that Qingqing was immature at that time, so Fu Si was cautious about her not so much as facing her mother, but as coaxing her children.Later, Qingqing's memory gradually recovered, and Fu Sishen was always separated from her by an invisible barrier due to previous misunderstandings.Now that the barrier between mother and child was broken by an apology, it naturally became closer, even better than before.No, when Fu Heng came home from get off work, he saw his wife and youngest son wearing the same loose T-shirts, sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room playing games.Without entering the door, they could hear their bluffing shouts."Mom! I'm surrounded by monsters, come and save me.""It's coming, you can hold on.""Fuck! This thing will actually be invisible for dialysis. Quickly, kill him, otherwise it will affect us to push the boss in the late game.""Gotta, take the little master!"He deliberately increased his footsteps, and the action of closing the door was not small.But the two of them were just as deaf, and they didn't even give a look."Sir..." The nanny looked at Fu Heng with a bag of empty snack shells."How long did they play?" Fu Heng asked."I don't know, I will play there after eating at night," the nanny said.Fu Heng glanced at his watch. It was after 11 o'clock, and the time for eating at home was usually between 6 and 7 o'clock. The two people played for four or five hours!Fu Heng's face turned black.He didn't reprimand his wife and son face to face, after all, he had to take into account their self-esteem when the child was older.So just pretending not to see it, after going upstairs, he sent a warning message to the younger son.Order him not to end the game and let his mother go to bed early, and pack up and come to Fu Group for work tomorrow.Sure enough, Fu Sishen, who successfully received the information, was shocked.He knew that he was such a talented person, and his dad would certainly not be so easy to die, he always wanted to get him! Get into the company.Can't afford to offend, slipped away.On the excuse of something, Fu Sishen drove away without even staying at home.Fu Heng watched the car go away. Then he took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom. When he walked out dry and wet, he saw that his wife was already lying on the bed and swiping her phone."The game is over?"He lifted his thin lips and tried to climb onto the bed gently with a movement that would not arouse Qing Qing's disgust."You don't know what you did yourself?"Qingqing was depressed and didn't want to talk to Fu Heng.She kept swiping her fingertips on the phone screen, and suddenly a piece of news was swept.A major traffic accident occurred on the 611 National Highway in this city today, involving 14 people, of which three were seriously injured and seven were slightly injured. All of them have been transferred to the hospital for rescue, and no one died. This kind of car accident news basically happens every day, which is not so new at all.If you change the normal time, Qingqing will pass, at most, sympathy, and donate money.But this time, she felt uncomfortable inexplicably.The reason is not just because this road is exactly the way they went home today.There is more than this road back from the shopping mall to Fu's house, but this road is the closest and there is not much traffic, so Qingqing loves to go home from here.There has never been an accident before, or because it was a relatively small road that has not been reported, there has been such a big car accident. For example, Qingqing can't help but be frightened.Especially after she saw the time of the car accident.It actually coincided with the time they returned home, if Fu Sishen didn't stop halfway and insisted on apologizing to Qingqing.Thinking of this, Qingqing inevitably recalled more.It seemed that they restarted the car later, but they were stopped by the traffic police halfway and drove to another road according to the instructions.At that time, I heard vaguely that something went wrong before. Was it because of this?"Is it uncomfortable? Why is your face so ugly?"Fu Heng noticed that Qingqing's face was wrong, and approached with concern, and glanced at her mobile phone screen.Car accident.His heart sank.how! Another car accident?"You guys today...""No, I went the other way."Knowing what Fu Heng wanted to ask, Qingqing answered first, and at the same time, her body quietly moved aside.When he noticed her small movements, Fu Heng's eyes darkened, but he didn't have a face-to-face attack."You go to bed first, I'll go to the study to do something."He stood up, left the big bed, and distanced himself from his wife.Hearing that he was leaving, Qingqing nodded quickly and promised: "Go ahead. I must go to bed on time."Is she so happy after I'm gone?Fu Heng's face grew colder, he opened the door and left without saying a word.Qingqing looked at his back, his guilty conscience flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and then it became relaxed again.She can feel more at ease without having to deal with this person.Qing Qing rolled over and fell asleep.The eyebrows were faintly locked, as if worried about what happened.I remember that there are still many vacant rooms at home. She finds time to clean up her things and move in.With a click, the closed study door was opened from the inside.The servant waiting outside the door accidentally saw the mess inside, and immediately lowered his head, pretending to see nothing."Clean up."With a light command, Fu Heng left the study and returned to the room.A powerful figure walked by, because the line of sight was drooping, and the servant could only see the swinging palm.This is a very nice hand, with slender joints.But now, on this white jade-like hand, there were a few more scratches abruptly, which were not deep, and did not bleed. At first glance, it was clear that it was injured by some not very sharp weapon.After the person disappeared from sight, the servant walked into the study with another colleague, and the sight was really messy.The booklet was thrown all over the floor, and there were a few pieces of broken glass in the middle. You can tell at a glance how much fire the owner made.The only thing intact is a picture frame on the long wooden table.Inside was a girl with a bright smile, with an indifferent expression standing behind this girl! Indifferent, a young boy who stared at the girl with a particularly gentle look.This is Fu Heng and Gu Qingqing when they were young.The servants sighed lightly and lived in the same villa. In fact, they more or less noticed that the relationship between the employer and the husband was faint.It's just that this is the employer's business, and they don't have a good time to intervene. They just hope that this storm will pass quickly.Fu Heng slept beside her as usual, with his arms wrapped around him, and his sleeping wife was tightly embraced by him.They were so familiar with each other's breath that Qingqing didn't even act to resist. She rubbed Fu Heng's chest comfortably, and whispered something.Fu Heng didn't hear clearly, but it shouldn't be a bad thing to watch Qing Qing's sleeping face.Before dawn the next day, Fu Heng got up and left.Entering the store, plain fireworks rushed to your face.This is a breakfast noodle restaurant, opened in the old city, the walls are slightly yellow, showing a sense of old age.It's still early, there are not many customers in the store, only a man in a black sweater and mask is sitting there playing with a mobile phone.Fu Heng glanced over the dark blue triangle scarf on the opponent's cuff, walked straight to him and sat down."Han Weidong." With a mouth, he broke the identity of the other party.The man's fingertips paused while playing the game, then raised his eyes, revealing a pair of delicate eyes: "Well, wait for me to finish this game."If Qingqing were here, he would definitely recognize that the other party's clear and sweet voice with a slightly smokey voice was the mysterious person who appeared before her inexplicably over and over again.Fu Heng was not in a hurry. He asked the boss to order a bowl of noodles for himself, and waited for the opponent to finish the game while eating.To tell the truth, he eats noodles in this kind of place wearing this expensive clothes, which gives people a strong sense of violation.The boss and his wife couldn't help but look at him a few times."The noodles are delicious." Fu Heng praised sincerely.This kind of old alley shop can always give people special surprises."Thank you." The boss smiled. He likes to hear praise from others for his craftsmanship.Fu! When Heng finished eating a bowl of noodles, the game of the opposite man was over.Watching him put down the phone, Fu Heng wiped his mouth slowly while pushing another bowl of noodles in front of him."Have something to eat.""Thank you."Just a glimpse was enough for Fu Heng to see the opponent's face clearly.He looks very handsome, but it is not as similar to Han Dayu as he guessed, and even has no similarity with Han Weilan.Also, although he bears the other's surname, there is no blood relationship between him and the Han family at all.No wonder, Han Dayu was so angry that he would kill.But this kind of thing, Rao Fu Heng, who is also a man, will only scold him for deserved.Those who are unfaithful to the family deserve retribution.However, he didn't come here today to curse Han Dayu with the other party. The person left and right will never come out. There is no need to struggle too much.He has another important thing."What do you know? I hope you can tell me the truth. The price is up to you.""I don't want money." Han Weidong said.He looked down at the soup in the bowl, clearly seeing his pale face from inside, and the firm determination hidden in his eyes: "I just want to protect her."Even if it was just unintentional, Han Weidong knew very well that if Gu Qingqing didn't send Han Dayu to prison, he would have died long ago.That man won't leave him the evil seed of other men, because he is a stain on his life.As long as he lives a day, he keeps reminding him that he has been betrayed by his mistress, and he has become the tortoise **** who raises his son.This is not something that person's self-esteem can bear.So even if there is no indirect kindness to avenge his mother, Han Weidong is very grateful to Gu Qingqing."You should have found out, behind Han Dayu, there is still a force helping him."Otherwise, relying on the opponent to squat in prison for so many years, how could he have so much energy to do so many things after he came out?You know, the remaining possessions of the Han family were taken away by Han Weilan's mother and daughter a long time ago, and Han Da did not leave a single point.Reading tips: The system checks that the next page of the current chapter cannot be loaded, please click in the middle of the screen, click the lower right corner or the upper right corner to find the "Close Reading" button to read the complete novel content. ,,...,...:
