Every time Shen Moran recalled that day's dinner, she felt it was the most tormented dinner she had ever had.

It was so painful to see the food that was so delicious that it was mouth-watering that it was so delicious that it couldn't help but want to eat, but because of the war between the Fu family and his son, it was really painful.

"Why don't you sit in that position?"

Fu Yucheng took the lead in breaking the silence. He looked at Fu Yunshen with a smile and asked with interest.

Fu Yunshen looked at him with cold eyes, and asked indifferently: "Does I sit there have anything to do with you?"

There was a pungent smell of gunpowder in the words.

Fu Yucheng seemed to pursed his lips helplessly, "Can you ask?"

"You have never asked what you should ask, and you have asked very positively."

Fu Yunshen snorted and laughed, and there was something in his words.

Fu Yucheng had no choice but to spread his hands, "Okay, I'm meddling in other people's business, I just didn't expect that you have such a bad temper."

This is the impression Fu Yunshen gave him, which is completely different from what the old man told him.

"Ha." Fu Yunshen sneered and raised his eyebrows, "So, are you commenting on me?"

Fu Yucheng: "If you think so, I can't do anything."

"What qualifications do you have to evaluate me? Do you know me well?"

Fu Yunshen's tone was extremely cold, "Don't be too self-righteous."

He hated everything about Fu Yucheng, including breathing.

So he became irritable uncontrollably in front of him, without the usual warmth.

Fu Yucheng finally frowned uncontrollably, and was a little impatient.

"Do you have to talk to me in such a tone?"

"What tone do you want me to talk to you? What tone do you think you deserve to speak to me?"

Fu Yun looked at Fu Yucheng with deep and cold eyes, "I can talk to you, which is my greatest respect for you."

The location of Fu Yucheng's temple jumped uncontrollably.

He is not a patient and gentle person.

If it were someone else, he would have turned the table up irritably.

But facing Fu Yunshen, he held back.

Because he still feels guilty about this child.

Fu Yucheng knew very well why he hated him so much, and he knew that he had ignored him and ignored him for so many years, and was indeed not a qualified father.

It was also because of this that he knew that he was sorry for Fu Yunshen, so he endured his extremely bad attitude.

Now that he is back, he just wants to have a good meal with him and try to ease the relationship between father and son.

But the other party seemed unwilling to give him this opportunity.

Fu Yucheng took a deep breath and slowly vomited it out, trying hard to suppress his irritable mood.

He spoke patiently: "It's supper time now. Can you put these things aside and have a good meal first?"

Fu Yun's eyes were deep, and he pursed the corners of his lips and said nothing.

The atmosphere seemed to be stagnant, suffocating.

Xiao Baozi also noticed something was wrong, and pulled Shen Moran's clothes timidly, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, what's wrong with Dad and Grandpa? Are they quarreling? Why do they quarrel?"

Shen Moran raised his hand and gently touched Xiao Baozi's head, frowned with some concern.

To be honest, it is really not good to quarrel in front of the child like this.

And when the child has already sensed it.

She thought about it, and before she could feel like she was close to Xiao Baozi's ear and whispered something.

Xiao Baozi nodded in understanding and patted Shen Moran on his little chest as if he was guaranteed.

Then he stood up and spoke in a slight voice in the direction of Fu Yunshen and Fu Yucheng:

"Dad, grandpa, can Yangyang eat? Yangyang is hungry!"
Chapter completed!