"You're busy."
The two passed each other by.
"Sister-in-law! Hey! Sister-in-law, over here!"
Among the many luxury cars, a shout drew Zhou Zhou's attention. He saw Fu Wen, wearing a white dress, standing in front of a silver car and waving at him.
"Wenwen, don't be disrespectful." A woman with a low ponytail got out of the car and smiled slightly at Zhou Zhou.
This is Li Rong, Fu Wen's mother and the wife of Fu Fengjie, Fu Hongjiang's brother.
Zhou Zhou went up to greet Fu Fengjie, who was getting out of the car, and softly called out, "Uncle."
"Hello." Fu Fengjie extended his hand to him, but Li Rong slapped his hand away.
"We're all family, why are you shaking hands?"
“Yeah, it feels a bit distant~” Fu Wen walked up to Zhou Zhou with a grin, took his arm, and said coquettishly, “Sister-in-law, you’re even more handsome.”
"You're so sweet-talking." Zhou Zhou tapped her head with his knuckles and said with a smile, "If you're so good at talking, you'll say even more when you see Grandpa and Grandma later."
“That’s a must~” Fu Wen said, then waved towards the villa, “Auntie—hey?”
Fu Wen pouted, "Auntie doesn't seem to have seen me."
"Hmm?" Zhou Zhou looked in the direction the other person had greeted and saw Fu Shuiling walking towards the small garden with someone.
"Dr. Bai?"
Chapter 114 Unexpected Disaster?
Many of those present were business people from J City, as well as some bureau chiefs and department heads whose names I didn't know. First, I wished the old man, who had served in the military, a happy birthday. Money and power are linked, so Fu Hengzhi and Fu Hongjiang greeted these people separately. Zhou Zhou didn't want to get involved in these things. The people in the hall were also on good terms with each other on the surface. Zhou Zhou found an inconspicuous spot near the door, wanting to stay there for a while to have some peace and quiet.
Fu Xiaofan also sought peace and quiet.
"I'm so tired, being a child is so tiring." Fu Xiaofan was being held by Duan Yun. He greeted this lady and called that grandma. He was just an ordinary social child. He rubbed his cheeks, which were being touched and pinched by this person and that person, hugged Zhou Zhou's leg, and sighed.
"Sigh~ This is so hard~" Zhou Zhou was amused by his grown-up appearance and poked his cheek with her finger.
He laughed and said, "What's so difficult about it?"
"Stop poking me, stop poking me! They're practically touching my skin raw!" Fu Xiaofan slapped the other person's hand away, pouting and muttering, "Four-year-olds have no dignity. I wish I were an eight-year-old."
"Hey?" Zhou Zhou picked him up in one scoop. "Good son, now that you're eight years old, whose son are you going to be?"
"So tired~" Fu Xiaofan's body was completely like that of a child. She rested her chin on the other person's strong shoulder, half-closed her eyes, and her voice gradually weakened.
"Dad, I'm sleepy."
"Go to sleep if you're sleepy." Zhou Zhou supported his bottom with his forearm, and unconsciously patted his back with his right hand.
"Zhou, what are you doing standing here?"
Wang Kunxiang stood at the bottom of the steps with gift boxes in his left and right hands. He looked at Zhou Zhou standing at the corner outside the house and shouted loudly. Even though he was used to it, Wang's father, who was standing close by, was still startled by his sudden shout and slapped him hard on the back.
"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Mr. Wang frowned and gestured towards Zhou Zhou. "Didn't you see that Zhou Zhou is holding a child? Your loud voice will scare the child again."
Even though it didn't hurt, Wang Kunxiang still grimaced from the blows, shrugging to dodge while shoving the birthday gift into his father's hand.
"Dad, I need to talk to Zhou. Why don't you go and wish Grandpa Fu a happy birthday?"
Just then, Zhou Zhou came down the steps carrying the sleeping Fu Xiaofan. "Hello, Uncle Wang."
"Long time no see, Xiao Zhou." Mr. Wang looked quite kind. "You look a bit plumper than the last time we met. You kids chat first, I'll go and congratulate Grandpa Fu."
Without waiting for Zhou Zhou's reaction, Wang's father carried the congratulatory gifts and walked up the steps into the house. After watching the elder enter the house, Zhou Zhou saw Wang Kunxiang tilting his head in a strange posture, trying to see Fu Xiaofan, who was lying on his shoulder with half of her face showing.
"Zhou, whose child is this?" The more Wang Kunxiang looked at the child, the more familiar his features seemed, and he couldn't help but poke the child's cheek.
"Hey, don't..."
"Hmm..."
As soon as Zhou Zhou opened his mouth, Fu Xiaofan was jolted awake.
"Holy crap!" Wang Kunxiang jumped back in shock, stumbled backward, and fell backward. Zhou Zhou quickly grabbed him by the collar.
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
The two greetings made Wang Kunxiang stand up straight. Standing next to Zhou Zhou, he looked at the person who had just helped him up from behind like a wary canine.
"You're like a persistent ghost!"
Ye Misheng, who had saved the person but was also scolded, shrugged helplessly and said, "Why do you think like that? If I hadn't given you a hand, Brother Zhou and the child would have been pulled to the ground by your weight."
Ye Misheng put on a relaxed demeanor and smiled at Zhou Zhou, saying, "Brother Zhou, long time no see."
Hello, Mi Sheng.
"Misheng, wait a moment while you catch up with your friends. How about you go visit Grandpa Fu with your mother first?" A gentle woman looked over from the entrance of the hall.
"Mom's here." Ye Mi smiled at Zhou Zhou. "See you later, Brother Zhou." She then looked at Wang Kunxiang, and as they passed each other, she turned her head and said something.
Wang Kunxiang's earlobes burned, and he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, "Get lost! I won't hit you this time for your mother's sake."
Ye Misheng walked away with a smile, and Wang Kunxiang turned his head and saw two faces, one big and one small, looking at him with curiosity and gossip.
"What are you doing, laughing like that?"
"You two?" Zhou Zhou's lips curled into an ambiguous smile, and for the first time, Wang Kunxiang had the urge to punch his buddy.
"Damn it, I know what you're thinking. We're completely clean..." Wang Kunxiang's words stopped abruptly, and then he waved his hands haphazardly in despair, "Anyway, there's nothing here. Zhou, don't overthink it."
"What nonsense am I thinking?" Zhou Zhou joked with a smile.
"Get lost! You're definitely thinking about something lewd with that look on your face. Let me tell you, watch your behavior in front of the kids." Wang Kunxiang said, then scrutinized Fu Xiaofan, who was blinking at him with wide eyes, and pointed at him, asking, "Zhou, is this your relative's child? Why does he look so much like you?"
“No.” Zhou Zhou smiled helplessly. “You know what kind of situation my parents’ family is. This is my son.”
"Oh, your son." Wang Kunxiang clicked his tongue, then, sensing something was off, pondered for a moment before suddenly realizing what was happening. His voice rose an octave, completely changing pitch, "Your son?!?!"
"Holy crap, when did you have a son? How come I didn't know?"
"Damn it, little kid, how old are you?"
"Four years old? Oh... Holy crap, Zhou, whose son are you with that's already this big?!"
“Fu Hengzhi, who else could it be?” Zhou Zhou began relaying Fu Hengzhi’s fabricated lies again. Wang Kunxiang listened in stunned silence, completely believing the other party’s story.
"I thought you two were incompatible, but you actually... were already secretly pregnant?"
"Go to hell." Zhou Zhou laughed and cursed at him, "Has studying abroad made you unable to distinguish between praise and criticism?"
"Well, nothing really, it's just quite amazing." Wang Kunxiang and Fu Xiaofan looked at each other without saying a word. After a moment, Wang Kunxiang suddenly took out his wallet and pulled out a small wad of red banknotes.
Wang Kunxiang: "Come on, call me godfather."
Fu Xiaofan: "Godfather~"
"Hey, good godfather." Wang Kunxiang stuffed the banknotes into Fu Xiaofan's small pocket, and did not forget to tell him: "Keep it yourself, don't believe the nonsense that your elders are saving it for you first."
"Mmm." Fu Xiaofan smiled like a flower.
The banquet started promptly at noon. Because the older generation of Mr. Fu were particular about time, it was completely concluded within two hours. Mr. Fu's 80th birthday celebration was thus successfully completed.
After the banquet, a few guests stayed behind. Zhou Zhou chatted with Fu Hengzhi and Fu Hongjiang in the study, while Zhou Zhou chatted with Fu Wen in the living room, mainly listening to Fu Wen talk about interesting things that happened abroad. She also mentioned that if she had known the two of them had a child, she would have brought back some foreign snacks.
“Those international shopping malls all have them, no need to bring them.” At this moment, Fu Xiaofan was being led by Duan Yun to play in the courtyard. If he were there, he would definitely have gone to the mall in the afternoon.
"Xiao Zhou, go to the study."
Li Rong came downstairs to the living room. Before Fu Wen could finish speaking, she pouted and asked, "Mom, my sister-in-law is chatting with me. What's up?"
"I'll keep you company while you go upstairs first." Li Rong looked unwell, and Fu Wen pursed her lips without saying anything more.
The main house has two studies. The main study was used by Fu Hongjiang and his family, so Zhou Zhou naturally went to the small study in the corner.
'Bang bang'
"Come in."
Zhou Zhou paused in his knocking. The voice belonged to Old Master Fu, but he sensed that the other person's tone was unfriendly.
"Grandpa, is there something you need?" Zhou Zhou pushed open the door and entered. Suddenly, he heard a whooshing sound as something flew towards him. He couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely in the face.
"hiss……"
Zhou Zhou felt warm liquid flowing down the bridge of his nose. When he reached out to touch it, his fingertips were covered in blood. In addition, his vision was a little blurry.
Wow, that's a strong grip!
This was Zhou Zhou's first thought. Looking at the blood-stained A4 paper and brown bag scattered on the floor, he thought to himself that Old Master Fu was indeed a veteran.
"Grandpa Fu, what are you doing?" The owner of the voice hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe Zhou Zhou's wound and asked, "Mr. Zhou, did you hit your eye? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Zhou Zhou took the handkerchief and wiped her nose, her eyes lowered. "Thank you for your concern, Dr. Bai."
◎Author's Note:
Dr. Bai: [Holy crap, I'm panicking].jpg
Fu Hengzhi: Who the hell hit my wife?!
Chapter 115 Stay Calm, Don't Panic, A Game Within a Game
The study was deathly silent, save for the frantic breathing of Fu Xiong behind the desk, which was as rapid as a blower.
Zhou Zhou silently used the handkerchief handed to her by Dr. Bai to wipe the blood off her nose. She then reached out and touched the bridge of her nose between her eyes, where there was a cut about one centimeter long made by the sharp edge of a piece of paper.
Countless voices frantically advised Zhou Zhou in his heart, and after a moment, his overflowing anger subsided.
"Grandpa, what happened?"
Zhou Zhou's voice was barely calm as he bent down to pick up the weapon that had injured him. Only after he held it in his hand and looked at it clearly did he realize that it was the result of the autopsy conducted on Fu Hengzhi and Fu Xiaofan.
"What the hell is this?! Tell me what this is?!"
Fu Xiong was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged. He slammed his hand on the desk, making a loud banging sound, and his roar echoed in the study.
"Dad, don't upset yourself." Fu Shuiling quickly patted his chest to help him catch his breath, then glanced coldly at Zhou Zhou. "It's not worth it for an outsider."
Zhou Zhou looked at the same test result as last time and felt a chill in his heart. Why is it that the result is the same again after another time?