Chapter 15： (2/2)

Yes……

father.

Fu Zhen's eyes were red in an instant, he subconsciously stepped back half a step, his body almost fell to the ground due to the injuries on his left leg and ankle. Fortunately, he hurriedly reached out to support the wall. .

During this period of time, my luck was not very good. I almost fell for the third time. When the Chinese New Year, he finds a temple to worship. Fu Zhen calmly breathed against the wall. His current appearance looks really like this. A bit embarrassed.

However, he looked even more unbearable. These people had already met him, and he didn't care much.

Fu Jianchen smiled at Tang Wanwan, and then raised his head to look at Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen hung his head against the wall. His hair has been untouched for a while, and his current appearance is the same as the child he saw in his dream. There is almost no similarity.

Tang Wanwan’s gaze stayed on Fu Zhen for a long time. He was wearing a dark blue down jacket that was bought on the street, a black woolen hat on his head, and two woven bags in her heart. Suddenly he was relieved a lot. The young master of the Fu family, who was inexperienced back then, is now, like many, many people in this world, wanting to live his life in mediocrity.

But he may be a bit miserable than those people.

She said, ”Good afternoon.”

”Mr. Fu Ting came to me yesterday to buy the film and television rights of the Shazhou Chronicle. We agreed that we will not disturb each other in the future. Even if we meet on the road, we will treat each other as strangers,” Fu Zhen's voice paused. He lowered his eyes and continued, ”Mr. Fu Ting may not have time to tell both of you.”

”I don't want the film and television copyrights of the Shazhou Chronicle.” Tang Wanwan said to Fu Zhen, with a little apologetic tone in his tone.

Fu Zhen uttered a cry, and didn't show any special sadness. He just looked up at Tang Wanwan: ”Do you mean that the things that Mr. Fu Ting agreed with me last night did not count?”

Tang Wanwan raised his eyebrows: ”Then you have to ask brother.”

Fu Zhen didn't want to waste more words with Tang Wanwan, and didn't want to see Fu Jianchen under such circumstances.

No, he didn't want to see them under any circumstances.

He turned around again and walked upstairs.

Tang Wanwan laughed behind him, ”Why did my brother leave when he saw us, don't you sit down and talk? I haven't seen my brother for a long time.”

Tang Wanwan is always like this. It is obviously some ugly words, but when she says it, she is sincere. Other people think she is kind, but only the people she targets can understand the knife in the words.

No one knows when Tang Wanwan was actually born. The date on her ID card was randomly filled in by her adoptive mother, which was more than 20 days later than Fu Zhen, so she later took it back to Fu's house. At the time, Fu Jianchen didn't struggle too much with this aspect, so she directly made her the third young lady of the Fu family.

Fu Zhen had already reached the third floor. Hearing what Tang Wanwan said, he finally couldn't help turning his head. He pursed his lips and gave a sneer, looking at Tang Wanwan condescendingly. With obvious sarcasm, he said: ”I don't have a sister like you.”

”Fu Zhen!” Fu Jianchen immediately interrupted Fu Zhen's words.

Fu Zhen turned his head to look at Fu Jianchen. He hadn't looked at him for a long time. In his dream, Fu Jianchen looked at himself with a disgusting look. He was afraid of that look, so he lay on the ground and dared not raise his head.

Now two years have passed, and he is standing in front of him with Tang Wanwan, as if telling himself that no matter how long it has passed, what has happened will not change.

Fu Zhen raised his eyelids and asked Fu Jianchen: ”What advice can Mr. Fu give?”

Fu Jianchen frowned. He and Fu Zhen hadn't seen him for more than two years, but he didn't expect him to call himself Mr. Fu.

Did the little boy who called his father in the dream really existed? Fu Jianchen raised his hand and pressed his forehead, only to find that what he could remember at this time was still pitiful.

The two people looked at each other speechlessly, and stood quietly for a long time. The setting sun dyed the sky a gorgeous rose color, and Fu Zhen's shadow was stretched long and reflected on one side of the wall.

”I'll go back if it's okay.” Fu Zhen turned around

”Fu Zhen,” Tang Wanwan finally stopped calling Fu Zhen's elder brother in disgust. She didn't know what the reason was, and asked Fu Zhen, ”Do you want to go back to Fu's house?”

Fu Zhen's movements froze for a while, and answered coldly, ”No.”

Tang Wanwan can actually leave now. She came here today just to see what life Fu Zhen is living by. Now that she sees it, she still feels a little dissatisfied. In her imagination, Fu Zhen should be on the flyover. Pulling the erhu below begging for life.

Tang Wanwan turned his head and glanced at Fu Jianchen next to him, then suddenly said, ”Dad, or let's let Brother Fu Zhen go home.”