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The next second, there were steady and steady footsteps outside the restaurant. .

"Young Master. The master is waiting inside." The butler said respectfully from outside the door.

Footsteps outside the door are approaching.

Take the first step into the restaurant with black polished leather shoes.

Everyone in the restaurant subconsciously looked towards the door.

I saw a slender and proud figure walking into the dining room from the living room.

The butler followed Fu Changye respectfully and gave him guidance: "Young Master, this is your position. Pay for it."

The butler was referring to the vacant seat next to Mr. Fu.

Fu Changye had no expression on his face, walked over with long legs, and took a seat.

Nie Surong sat opposite Fu Changye and felt a little uncomfortable when she heard the housekeeper call Fu Changye "young master".

Her dead son Fu Changjun was actually Mr. Fu's first son.

But in the Fu family, only Fu Changye's identity and status are recognized.

Not to mention Fu Changjun is dead, even if Fu Changjun is still alive today, with Mr. Fu's current attitude, he will not let Fu Changjun get past Fu Changye.

"Long Night." Nie Surong used to be an actor and could hide any emotion very well. She said with a smile, "Your father has missed you for many days. Today I heard that you are coming back. He is very happy."

Mr. Fu had a straight face and said in a cold voice: "If he loves this house, will he come back? Do I, the old man, still care about him?"

Fu Changye had no expression on his face and said calmly: "Do you still want to eat?"

Mr. Fu was choked by Fu Changye's cold tone. He did call the boss back today in the name of eating.

Originally, this banquet was supposed to be scheduled in the evening, but Fu Changye said that there were only available slots from to p.m.

I don't have time in the evening, so I mentioned eating at such a strange time.

Mr. Fu's expression softened slightly, he turned his head and ordered the butler to serve the food.

The servants brought the exquisite dishes to the table one after another, and they were all served.

At the beginning of the meal, the atmosphere was quite harmonious. It was a big and wealthy family, but since it was a family banquet, there was no such thing as eating without speaking.

During this time, Fu Cheng and Fu Changye did not deal with each other because of their relationship with the film and television city, and they did not have any more tantrums at the dinner table.

Fu Erxuan and Shen Qi already have a son and a daughter, and during this period they also told Mr. Fu some things about their two young grandchildren.

It made the old man laugh, his face glowed red, and his energy level improved a lot. pb

Mr. Fu turned his head and looked at Fu Changye. The smile in his eyes had not faded yet: "Er Xuan's children are so old. Boss, when will you get married? Give me a grandson as soon as possible."

Fu Changye looked stern and expressionless, and said, "It's almost over."

"It's almost here." Mr. Fu frowned and said with a straight face, "What does it mean soon?"

Nie Surong looked at Fu Ming, then at Mr. Fu's face, and suddenly interrupted: "Master, you forgot, Chang Ye has a little girlfriend now. Didn't he ask Dr. Song to come back with a message?"

Don't touch my people, this is not a request, it is a threat.

When Fu Changye asked Dr. Song to bring him back, Mr. Fu was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

Obviously, when Nie Surong mentioned this, Mr. Fu also remembered it. He immediately lowered his face and said coldly:

"Just that actor"

"actor"

Fu Erxuan was curious. In her memory, her younger brother had never had a woman around him except for the one from long ago. Now he still has a little girlfriend.

Fu Erxuan asked: "What's going on, Changye, there's someone around you?"

Nie Surong smiled gently and said: "How can you say that there is someone around? It's just an actor, that beautiful female director who is very popular recently."

"Which female director?" Fu Erxuan asked. A very popular and beautiful female director, she couldn’t be the one she thought, right?

Nie Surong glanced at Fu Changye, whose face was expressionless and showed no reaction. Her eyes seemed to glance across Mr. Fu's face inadvertently. The old man's face was already covered with a layer of ice, as if he would get angry in the next second.

What thoughts flashed through Nie Surong's mind, and she explained: "She is the female director whose nude photos were revealed recently and who was said to have seduced Miss Qiao's fiancé. Chang Ye, she is living with her now. But Chang Ye is probably just for fun. You won’t really take people home.”

After Nie Surong said these words, she looked at Mr. Fu.

I deliberately brought the topic here just to see how Mr. Fu would react.

Before Mr. Fu could speak, Fu Changye spoke first.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand and said in a low voice:

"Are you done?"

The four words "neither light nor serious" conveyed a silent chill, and the cold gaze fell on Nie Surong's face with delicate makeup.

Fu Changye had no expression on his face at this time. The light above his head illuminated his angular face. He looked at Nie Surong with a calm expression, his tone was gentle, and even his handsome eyebrows did not move.

But Fu Changye looked angry.

Nie Surong was a little afraid of this stepson, and her heart trembled. She couldn't help but kept a smile on her face: "Chang Ye, I am doing this for your own good."

Fu Erxuan frowned in disapproval and asked Fu Changye: "Changye, is what Aunt Nie said true? Are you really with that female director now?"

Fu Changye's stern face looked pale and he said quietly: "Yes."

"Nonsense." The one who threw the chopsticks this time was Mr. Fu. He originally called the boss back to have a good meal and beat him again.

Keep a little actor, Mr. Fu did it when he was young, just for fun, it's nothing.

But now Fu Changye's words meant that he wanted to bring the actor back to the Fu family. How could he do that?

With a cold face, Mr. Fu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said: "Boss, you said those stupid things about Xiao Song bringing Hu Lai before. I will treat it as if you didn't say it before. Miss Shencheng's family has so much money, so be good Find someone to marry and give me a grandson as soon as possible."

Fu Changye raised his eyes lightly, his pupils were dark, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he looked at Mr. Fu with something funny:

"Old man, you are arranging my marriage for me."

"Yes." Mr. Fu said without thinking.

Fu Changye stood up slowly, and the chair moved back a little due to the force of his standing up.

A big hand with clear joints was propped on the dining table. His slender body leaned forward slightly. Fu Changye's stern brows were cold. He looked down at Mr. Fu and said:

"I asked Doctor Song to come back with a message before, and I made it very clear. Old man, please don't touch me, and don't even think about touching her."

His eyes were bottomless, and his plain eyes were filled with coldness.

The father and son looked at each other coldly, with similar faces. One was just the right age, in the prime of his life, and the other was already an old man.

Fu Changye, who was held in the hands of Mr. Fu back then, has grown up now and is different from the past.

Mr. Fu's old face turned pale. After a while, he squeezed out words through his teeth: "Boss, you are challenging me."

"Yes." Fu Changye slowly raised his hand, and the servant next to him immediately handed over a handkerchief, "Old man, it's better for you to listen to what I say. As you get older, take good care of your body and live a long life. Don’t keep trying to reach out to me for a few years.”

With graceful movements, he took the handkerchief.

He wiped the corners of his thin lips and handed the handkerchief back to the servant, who immediately handed him a glass of lemonade.

Rinse his mouth with lemon water to indicate that he has finished the family dinner.

"Nothing else, I'm leaving first." Fu Changye turned around and left Fu's restaurant after leaving a word of indifference.

Mr. Fu is getting older and his health has not been very good these past few years.

A few words from Fu Changye made his temples jump.

A breath was stuck in his throat, and it didn't calm down for a while.

With a look of horror on his face, he stood up suddenly, and then picked up a porcelain bowl containing soup from the table, with veins popping out in his withered and old hands.

He threw the bowl at Fu Changye with all his strength.

The force was so strong that the porcelain bowl suddenly hit Fu Changye's broad shoulder. The porcelain bowl fell to the ground, mixed with the unfinished soup, and shattered on the ground.

Fu Erxuan exclaimed when she saw this: "Long Night."

I took a square towel from the servant and went up to wipe the dirty spot on his shoulder. While wiping it, I whispered: "Changye, why do you have to be so stubborn and submissive to your father? You need to find an actor." It’s not necessary”

"No need to wipe it." Fu Changye raised his hand to stop Fu Erxuan from wiping his shoulder, and also stopped her from continuing to speak.

He only narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to look at the angry Mr. Fu with dark eyes.

He seemed to smile and left Fu's house without saying anything.

There seemed to be a trembling factor in the air at Fu's House Restaurant.

A family dinner was late and ended in an unhappy state.

Mr. Fu stared at the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, fell back slumped, and sat down on the chair without any strength.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down his anger, Mr. Fu closed his eyes tightly.

The disgraced actor next to the boss now is not as good as the one back then

Come out of Fu's house.

The man's whole body was covered in ice, and his stern brows were filled with coldness.

After getting in the car, Fu Changye lit a cigarette for himself, held it between his slender fingers, brought it to his thin lips, and took a deep drag.

Take out your phone and swipe with your long finger.

In an extremely bad mood, he immediately thought of looking for a small financial sponsor.

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In the previous chapter, there was an incorrect statement: "Fu Ming is the son of Nie Surong and Mr. Fu Fu Changjun." It should be "Fu Ming is the son of Nie Surong and Mr. Fu's eldest son Fu Changjun."

Oops, Fairy Jing pointed it out, hahahahahaha, thank you, Fairy Jing, okay~

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