Fu Mingshi came back from a business trip and just got off the plane, his cell phone vibrated.

Looking at the caller ID, Fu Mingshi raised his phone to his ears, and the old man's dull voice had already heard from the opposite side, "You'll get off the plane Mingshi, come here tonight."

There is also business social engagements in the evening. Fu Mingshi replied while walking: "I can't leave tonight, will I go see you tomorrow?"

"My physical examination report is out, liver cancer."

The old man still had the same faint tone, so calm that Fu Mingshi, who had stopped, was a little dazed. How could it be...

"Come back, I have something to discuss with you." Mr. Fu said another sentence and ended the call.

Fu Mingshi was still stunned.

"Mr. Fu?" Assistant Takakawa asked in confusion when he saw that his expression was wrong.

Fu Mingshi glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to move forward.

The wide pick-up hall was already full of reporters, all of whom were for Fu Mingshi.

The Shengshi Group of the Fu family has just successfully won an important bidding project in France, which made domestic competitive companies envious. However, the reporters are not concerned about the business success of Shengshi Group, but a romantic scandal between the group president Fu Mingshi in Paris.

Who made Fu Mingshi not only worth ten billion yuan, but his facial features were handsome enough to make any old bacon and young actors in the film and television industry lose their color? Looking at the country, those who are richer than him are not younger and cooler than him, and some fans are far less handsome than him! Just relying on their face and long legs, Fu Mingshi, an entrepreneur who is only 28 years old, has attracted millions of fans, although he has not had a few new updates on Weibo a year.

"Here you come!"

Passengers who got off the plane appeared one after another. Fu Mingshi was nearly 1.9 meters tall, so he stood out. His black suit perfectly showed his slender and upright figure. He couldn't help but keep a low profile. I don't know who rushed over first. Anyway, it seemed that in just a blink of an eye, the reporters surrounded Fu Mingshi. Passers-by who didn't know Fu Mingshi thought he was a big star, so they excitedly took out their phone to shoot.

"Mr. Fu, I heard that Miss Xia and you are a college classmate. You were once a lover. Is this true?"

"When will Mr. Fu make his relationship public?"

"Did Mr. Fu and Miss Xia really meet by chance in Paris?"

"Didn't Mr. Fu invest in "The Prosperous Times Chang'an" because of Miss Xia?"

Various questions were thrown at Fu Mingshi one after another. But Fu Mingshi didn't hear a word. He only had the old man's words of liver cancer in his mind. Even how he got in the car, Fu Mingshi couldn't remember. When he received the owner, Black Maybach drove out of the airport without any rush. Fu Mingshi sat behind him, and it took him a long time to find his reason.

He began to search for reports on liver cancer.

More than an hour later, Maybach stopped in front of the Fu family's old house, which was cleaned and the quiet scenery. Fu Mingshi got out of the car and walked in. He turned a blind eye to the butler he met on the road and went straight to Mr. Fu's room, and finally found someone under the old locust tree in the backyard.

Mr. Fu was playing chess with his only son... Fu Zheng. The richest father and son were wearing the most common casual home decoration at this time. They didn't look at their demeanor, and they were almost no different from ordinary middle-aged and elderly father and son. Hearing the footsteps, the two looked at Fu Mingshi separately and continued to play chess.

Fu Mingshi picked up a small wooden stool placed under the eaves and walked over, sat down, and watched the chess silently.

"I'm scared when I came back so early?" After the game ended, Mr. Fu asked jokingly.

Fu Mingshi couldn't laugh at all.

Mr. Fu was so excited that he smiled and patted his grandson on the shoulder, "Don't worry, the doctor said I was early, and the chance of curing is quite high."

When he learned that it was early, Fu Mingshi's face looked a little better. Look at the old man. He had always talked less and held it in a long time before he persuaded silently: "Don't smoke in the future, I will try my best to spend more time with you." In the past, he thought that the old man was anxious to urge him to get married, so the old house would not go back if he could.

Mr. Fu laughed dryly and sent his son to play chess with his grandson.

Fu Zheng looked at his outstanding son and sighed secretly.

Fu Mingshi was obsessed with the old man, but didn't pay attention to his father's strangeness, so he lowered his head and placed his chess pieces.

Mr. Fu asked quietly while posing for chess: "Mingshi, do you still remember why your aunt was gone?"

Fu Mingshi paused.

He had an aunt, three years older than his father. When he was a child, his mother told him that his aunt had just learned to drive before getting married. A few days before the wedding, her aunt had a party with her friends. She got drunk and drove drunk. She accidentally got into a car accident on the way home and died on the spot.

At that time, my father had not known his mother and he was not born.

Fu Mingshi can't talk about the aunt he had never met before.

The old man now mentions his aunt because he has liver cancer and is easy to remember his old friend?

Before he could respond, Mr. Fu continued, "Does he believe in retribution in Ming Dynasty?"

What do you mean by this?

Fu Mingshi didn't want to hear the old man say this, "Now medical skills are developed, as long as you cooperate with the treatment..."

Mr. Fu smiled and waved his hand, looking up at his grandson: "You're thinking too much, grandpa, I'm not afraid of that. At the age of one hand, what does it matter if you live two more years or less? In fact... If someone hadn't saved me from the risk of his life, I would have died on the battlefield decades ago."

Fu Mingshi showed surprise on his face.

Mr. Fu slowly leaned on the back of the chair, played with a chess piece in his hand, looked at his grandson for a few seconds, suddenly laughed, his eyes turned to the blue sky in the distance, his eyes gradually became empty, and he fell into memories.

He got married at the age of nineteen. The next year his wife became pregnant, and he also went to join the army and met a company commander named Zhen. Company Commander Zhen was only two years older than him. He was from a remote mountain village. He was not very educated, but he was very brave. He was not afraid of heaven and earth when fighting the Japanese. Once the Japanese threw shells in the sky. In a critical moment, Company Commander Zhen threw him to the ground, and he saved his life.

He was slightly injured, but Company Commander Zhen injured the vital part, and there was no way to cure it, and he was only two or three days away.

Mr. Fu was grateful to Company Commander Zhen for his life-saving grace and kept guarding him. During this period, the two of them bowed their hands and learned that his wife was pregnant with children. Company Commander Zhen also wanted to marry him. If the Fu family gave birth to a girl, they would marry the two-year-old son of the Zhen family.

Mr. Fu has a good family background and has studied. As a cultural person, Mr. Fu does not agree with the relationship between children, but Company Commander Zhen is his life-saving benefactor. Seeing that he was about to die, Mr. Fu couldn't bear to refuse and agreed. The next day, Company Commander Zhen died, and he continued to fight and went home three years later.

My wife actually gave birth to a daughter. She was four years old and was very beautiful. She was very beautiful. When she learned that she had a baby marriage, the man was still in a small valley. Her wife hugged her daughter and cried with him, threatening to not live with him. Mr. Fu was ashamed of his wife and daughter. Thinking about the death of Company Commander Zhen, she chose to forget the baby marriage.

Recalling this, Mr. Fu suddenly burst into tears, "My day, this is retribution. I broke the contract halfway and had a benefactor. God deliberately chose to make something happen to your aunt before she got married, so that your grandma and I will live in self-blame for the rest of our lives. Now God remembers me..."

"Master, this is all a coincidence. Don't think too much." Fu Mingshi didn't believe in life or retribution. He stood up to comfort the old man and said, "According to the truth, thousands of people die in drunk driving every year. My aunt was just an accident. You have liver cancer, because you smoke too much..."

"I don't care. I say it's retribution or retribution. Since I promised others, I should do it. If I can't do it alive, I will have no shame to see Company Commander Zhen and no shame to see the brothers of the company!" Mr. Fu wiped his tears and stared at his grandson with a firm look.

Fu Mingshi frowned, "But..."

Mr. Fu interrupted him again, holding his grandson's hand, his eyes lit up, "Mingshima, I checked it, and the son of Company Commander Zhen is gone, but he has a granddaughter, who is twenty years old this year, and it's just right for you. Your aunt's business is unauthorized by grandpa. Now his granddaughter lives alone in the valley. If you marry her and take good care of her, Company Commander Zhen knows it, and he should forgive me."

Let him marry a woman in the valley?

Fu Mingshi was stunned. This was the first time he had lost his composure after he took over as Shengshi Group.

Mr. Fu thought of the rumors about his grandson’s scandal in Paris, and his face sank, “What’s going on with that Xia Ying?”

"The reporter made up randomly. I was studying in the same university with her, but I didn't know her at all when I was studying." Fu Mingshi answered truthfully, he didn't know her when he was studying. Later, Xia Ying became famous in the film and television industry, so he heard about it. However, he was limited to hearing about Xia Ying's name. If Xia Ying had not claimed her identity at the Paris banquet, how could he know who she was? The assistant reminded him that Xia Ying was the female lead of the group's investment in film and television dramas. Out of politeness, he greeted Xia Ying a few words, but unexpectedly he was photographed by paparazzi and made up an absurd title that attracted attention.

My grandson has not been close to women for so many years and is obsessed with work. Mr. Fu believed it and immediately turned the topic to Company Commander Zhen's granddaughter. "The child looks very beautiful and is dressed no worse than the female stars on TV. By the way, the photo is on my desk, you can wait!"

He was anxious to ask his grandson to help him fulfill his long-cherished wish, so Mr. Fu ran into the house with agile steps.

Fu Mingshi watched the old man enter the house with a helpless look on his face. If it weren't for his father, he would have come back, if it weren't for the fact that the granddaughter of Zhen's company was too low and did not meet the old man's usual standards for choosing a granddaughter, he really wanted to suspect that the old man's liver cancer was fake, and his purpose was to deceive him into getting married.

"Finished, come in tomorrow!"

The old man in the room had a loud voice, and Fu Mingshi rubbed his eyebrows and raised his foot into the room.

Mr. Fu immediately handed over a postcard-sized photo and deliberately handed it backwards, looking mysterious.

Fu Mingshi turned the photo expressionlessly.

The background of the photo is a stream. A young girl is walking back with a basin of clothes in her arms. She is gray pants, a white shirt on top, with a few folds, and an old wooden basin on her waist. She looks like a student in a poor mountain village who needs help. She is also wearing a black-haired local dog on her left, and on the right are... a few geese.

How beautiful can people look like this with such clothing and environment?

Fu Mingshi finally looked at the face of his fiancee arranged for him by his grandfather.

The woman in the photo, wearing a long braid, hangs down from her right shoulder. She looks very rustic, but she is smiling, her smile is pure, like a small wild flower on the side of the road. She is satisfied because a butterfly will fall on her petals.

Seeing this smiling face, Fu Mingshi was stunned.

She is beautiful, natural, so beautiful that it makes people ignore her soil, but what surprised him the most was her...

Fu Mingshi couldn't describe it, and he had to express it:

Seeing her is like seeing spring, warm, bright and full of vitality.
Chapter completed!