One week later.

Fu Changlin's company was found to have evaded taxes with a huge amount and was suspected of economic crimes. Fu Changlin and Qin You were both arrested.

All the properties under the two men were sealed. An insider revealed that the reason why their son Fu Tingshen disappeared for so long was because of intentional homicide, and he is now in prison.

Such a big incident suddenly happened to the Fu family. Many people in the Beijing circle called Fu Wenzhou to express their condolences.

Fu Wenzhou played with Song Qingyou's hair with his fingertips and said casually: "I am also very sad about my uncle's family. Well, thank you Shibo for your concern."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Wenzhou's lips curved into a sly smile: "Youyou, these people are really sanctimonious."

Song Qingyou paused while turning the book, "You don't have to give in too much."

Fu Wenzhou hummed softly, sweeping away the porridge that came towards him with his long legs, "The Chinese New Year is only half a month away."

Song Qingyou raised her eyes and glanced at the calendar on the desk, feeling a little stunned.

Did time pass so quickly?

There is only half a month left before the Chinese New Year.

Song Qingyou didn't have any troubles in her heart. To her, the Chinese New Year was just another year older and had no other meaning.

Fu Wenzhou sounded very happy: "Let's spend this year together."

Song Qingyou opened a page of paper and said calmly: "Didn't we spend time together last year?"

She still remembered that at the end of the New Year last year, Fu Tingshen went to accompany Lin Niaoxiao. The bustle of the Song family had nothing to do with her. She lived alone in Wutong Apartment. She originally thought that it would be no different from previous years. She would have a simple dinner with Uncle Chang, and then watch

After the Spring Festival Gala, the year will be over.

But she didn't expect that Fu Wenzhou would stand outside the door at 12 o'clock in the morning and knock on the door 12 times.

After the door opened, the man said with a smile on his face: "Song Qingyou, Happy New Year."

That was the first time that Song Qingyou's heart beat uncontrollably, deafeningly.

Unusually, Song Qingyou let people in that night.

Fu Wenzhou paused and said hoarsely: "It's different. Youyou, this year is different."

Song Qingyou raised her face to look at him and smiled: "What's the difference?"

Fu Wenzhou held her chin, kissed her on the lips, rubbed his nose against hers, and said in a low voice: "I will be your boyfriend this year."

Boy friend……

Song Qingyou's eyes moved slightly, and after a while, she closed the book and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Fu Wenzhou said those three words tentatively and carefully observed her reaction. Although he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't hold back when the other party stood up and left without saying a word.

Song Qingyou turned around and chuckled: "Boyfriend, why are you so lenient?"

Until Song Qingyou's back disappeared in the direction of the bedroom, Fu Wenzhou was still standing there motionless, his whole body in a state of stiffness and sluggishness.

It took him a long time before he felt his blood flow back again. He stood up from the sofa and ran to the bedroom in three steps and two steps at a time.

He almost stumbled with his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot because he was walking too fast. Fortunately, he stabilized his lower body.

When Fu Wenzhou barged in, Song Qingyou was changing clothes, with her slender and beautiful waist exposed. She was startled when he saw him suddenly coming over, but she still kept taking off her clothes.

Fu Wenzhou hugged the person, and his voice was hoarse and deep: "Call again, Youyou, can you call me again?"

Otherwise he will think it is his own illusion.

Song Qingyou felt the man's hand holding her trembling slightly. He held her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

Song Qingyou, who held Farer so domineeringly and possessively, had difficulty breathing. She patted his hand and said, "Let go."

Fu Wenzhou relieved some of his strength, but was unwilling to let go of her completely. His eyes were hot: "What did you call me just now? Call me again."

Song Qingyou said helplessly: "Boyfriend."

Fu Wenzhou raised his head slightly and closed his eyes to calm down the turbulence in his heart. After a long time, he gave up and pestered Song Qingyou: "Sister, I still want to hear it."

"..." Song Qingyou took a deep breath: "I want to change clothes."

Fu Wenzhou bent down and took out a piece of clothing from the closet, and helped her put it on with careful and gentle movements. His tone was urgent and eager: "Youyou, just call me one more time. Just one call will do."

Song Qingyou pushed him away expressionlessly: "Don't scream."

Congee took the opportunity to approach Song Qingyou, but before he could come forward, he was kicked aside again.

Congee:...This Lao Liu!!!

The kitten was so angry that its hair stood up, and it bit the man's trousers unwillingly and pulled hard.

Fu Wenzhou was so focused on Song Qingyou that he had no time to talk to Zou Zhou. He picked up Zou Zhou's neck unceremoniously and warned: "I will take you to be sterilized tomorrow."

Congee:... slipped away.

The kitten ran away, leaving Fu Wenzhou free to pester people. He was so tall and tall, following Song Qingyou like a Tibetan mastiff: "Sister..."

Song Qingyou couldn't bear it anymore: "If I keep nagging you, I will take you to be sterilized with Qunchou tomorrow."

Fu Wenzhou fell silent. He stopped and said nothing.

He honestly picked up the porridge on the ground and walked away in a shaky manner.

Song Qingyou's ears finally calmed down, and as soon as she took a step forward, her phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the caller number, she answered the call without changing her expression: "What can I do, Mr. Song?"

Song Yuan originally planned to launch an attack to investigate, but was suddenly startled by the other party's call of Mr. Luo. When he realized what he was doing, he said angrily: "Song Qingyou, I am your father!"

Song Qingyou said calmly: "If I remember correctly, we severed our relationship not long ago."

Song Yuan choked and said in a deep voice: "Where is Song Chen, where has he gone? He was fine in Binhai before, but why did he disappear from Binhai as soon as you passed by? Don't tell me that this has nothing to do with you."

Song Qingyou paused and suddenly asked: "Is your arm feeling better?"

Song Yuan was furious when he heard this, "Song Qingyou!" She did it on purpose, she must have done it on purpose! She stabbed him on purpose!

Song Qingyou: "I'm not deaf, you don't have to be so loud."

Song Yuan took a deep breath and suppressed all his anger: "Where is Song Chen?"

"He lost money in gambling and was imprisoned in the Jiang family's underground bank. What, do you want to spend 1.5 billion to redeem him?" Song Qingyou's voice was very light, and her emotions could not be heard.

She was sure that Song Yuan would not dare to deal with Qiao with the Jiang family.

Sure enough, Song Yuan no longer asked harshly, but after a moment of silence he said, "I'm going home to celebrate the New Year this year."

Song Qingyou looked slightly cold: "Go home for the New Year?"

Song Yuandao: "Yes, we haven't had dinner together as a family for a long time. It just so happens that you got divorced this year, so go home to celebrate the New Year. I have wronged you these years, and I will make it up to you in the future, Qingyou, I

And your little mother..."

"Dad." Song Qingyou interrupted him and chuckled: "Do you know what you look like now?"

Song Yuan frowned: "What?"
Chapter completed!