"Have you turned into Fu Jianju again?" An Yan tilted her head and smiled.

Fu Shiyan suddenly approached her and looked at the girl blinking her clear deer eyes, "I'm not jealous, I'm just worried that he will continue to be evil towards you."

"It's been several days, and Mr. Bai can figure it out. You are friends, so it's better to find time to talk."

Looking at the moving little mouth, Fu Shiyan kissed her gently, and then fastened her seat belt, "You are right, we have time to get together tomorrow night."

Fu Shiyan started the car, turned around and drove towards the carved gate.

"Do you think the old baby has figured it out?" An Yanxiao asked.

"Yeah." Fu Shiyan responded, "If he doesn't think about it anymore, he will be kicked out."

An Yan thought of Fu Haichuan's injured expression and couldn't help but laugh, "It's quite interesting."

The next afternoon, the Fu family's old house.

Fu Haichuan always felt that his tie was not tied properly. He frowned and looked at Zhou Yi, "Can't you be patient with me?"

Zhou Yi looked at him and tied it for him again, "You are the kind of person who just touches your nose and face, but if you give him a little sunshine, it will be bright."

She tightened the tie suddenly and tied it extremely tightly, causing Fu Haichuan to cough violently.

"You, you, you murdered your husband!"

Zhou Yi snorted, "If you bully An Yan again in the future, I will let you die where you are!"

This is what Fu Shiyan and An Yan saw when they walked in.

An Yan suppressed a smile when she saw Fu Haichuan's angry look.

Although this old man is all-powerful in the shopping mall, at home, whether it is his wife or his son, he has no control over anyone.

Fu Haichuan lowered his voice, "Give me some face in front of the child."

"Huh? What did you say?" Zhou Yi pretended not to hear clearly.

Fu Haichuan's mouth twitched and he said it again.

Zhou Yi said, "The face you have is just the insole of your shoes, what kind of face can you give me!"

Fu Haichuan: "..."

He laughed awkwardly, and then said to Fu Shiyan, "Let's go." After saying that, he raised his neck and walked out with a cane.

Zhou Yi said from behind, "One two one, two one two."

Fu Haichuan was so angry that he couldn't even walk and turned around before he reached the door.

Several people present laughed out loud in unison.

Fu Haichuan stood still and turned around and asked, "By the way, isn't Jin Qiao going today?"

Zhou Yi exposed him mercilessly, "Didn't she say hello to you when she left? She went to work as an assistant. Don't be there to ease the awkward atmosphere."

Fu Haichuan: "..."

The treasure appreciation event was held at Zhongxing Tea House. On the way there, Zhou Yi kept scolding Fu Haichuan without giving him any face.

After Fu Haichuan finally said that he would never stop Fu Shiyan and An Yan's relationship, Zhou Yi finally gave up.

Luxury cars gathered outside the Zhongxing Teahouse, and the appearance of the four Fu family members attracted everyone's attention.

Fu Haichuan was wearing a dark suit and looked majestic. He was leaning on a cane in one hand and holding Zhou Yi in his arms with the other. Even though he was over seventy years old, he still looked graceful.

Fu Shiyan was indifferent and dignified, holding An Yan, who was wearing a black fishtail dress, on his arm.

The simple but not simple design perfectly shows the graceful curves of girls, making them noble and elegant yet sexy, eclipsing all the ladies around them.

After several people entered the teahouse, some people's faces changed instantly.

"Does this happening at the same time mean that the Fu family recognizes this daughter-in-law?"

"I guess I can't do it to my son, so there's nothing I can do about it."

"But Mr. Fu's taste is really bad. This woman is just pretty. What other advantages does she have!"

"It's just that a country bumpkin has no worldly connections. Even with the An's Group, he can't support his appearance."

"It's just for the sake of freshness. After a long time, you will find that it has no connotation and you will naturally get bored."

...

Fu Shiyan glanced back at the people who were whispering, and called Han Yang, who was secretly waiting for instructions.

"Anyone who talks nonsense will cancel all cooperation with the Fu Group."

"yes."

An Yan tugged on the man's sleeves, "No."

Fu Shiyan looked at her and said seriously, "Why should the person I love most be insulted by a bunch of rubbish?"

As soon as these words fell, many people around who wanted to gossip immediately shut up.

The four of them sat on the round table at the front of the teahouse, the closest position to the auction table, which was the VIP area.

Soon, the teahouse was filled with people, and the tea master served West Lake Longjing to every table.

Fu Shiyan took a sip and frowned, "I'm not good at making tea, so I ended up with a pot of good tea."

"It seems that the tea made by the tea master is not to Mr. Fu's liking!" Boss Long, the teahouse owner, came over.

Next to him was a woman wearing a satin cheongsam. She was about twenty-five or six years old and looked intellectual and generous.

Boss Long stretched out his hand, and Fu Shiyan stood up, gave him a bit of noodles, and shook it back.

"My little girl has been learning tea ceremony for more than ten years. How about asking her to make tea for you again?"

Fu Shiyan's voice was indifferent, "No, thank you, Boss Long."

The woman also extended her hand politely and said, "Hello, Mr. Fu, I am Long Zhenzhen."

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly, "I'm sorry."

Long Zhenzhen looked at An Yan and silently retracted his hand.

When Boss Long saw this, he was heartbroken, how could his daughter be so despised?

He smiled and said, "I wonder if this lady can make tea?"

Fu Haichuan frowned instantly. An Yan had lived in the countryside since she was a child. Everyone knew how it was possible for An Yan to know the tea ceremony.

This was just looking for trouble, what he just wanted to say.

Just listen to An Yan say: "Get a little better."

Fu Haichuan almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

Can't you just brag?

Zhou Yi glared at him and whispered, "Believe An Yan, Shi Yan didn't say anything, why are you anxious."

Boss Long sneered in his heart. He knew that Mr. Fu's girlfriend was a country bumpkin. Although her appearance could hide her poor appearance, she was just a fool without any connotation. Today, he wanted to make Fu Shiyan lose face for despising his daughter.

He smiled and said: "I wonder if I will be lucky enough to taste Miss An Yan's tea art today?"

An Yan raised her lips, "Of course. I think Miss Long's tea art is also very good. Why don't we join Miss Long later."

Long Zhenzhen didn't expect An Yan to provoke her in public, but she didn't take An Yan seriously and agreed immediately.

Boss Long ordered people to bring two tea tables.

An Yan and Long Zhenzhen were sitting at the table respectively.

Fu Haichuan asked Fu Shiyan, "Has An Yan made tea for you?"

"No."

"Then did she say she could make tea?"

"No."

Seeing the corners of Fu Haichuan's mouth twitching, Fu Shiyan chuckled, "I believe her."

At the same time, An Yan smiled brightly at Fu Shiyan.

She sat there elegantly, paying great attention to every process and her techniques were very skillful.

Fu Haichuan's brows also changed from frowning to smoothing, and his eyes couldn't help but cast a look of approval.

Zhou Yi took her mobile phone to record the video, "Our An Yan is so beautiful."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone in the Fu family must be wearing filters.

After a while, the tea was ready.

After all, tea was limited and was only distributed to guests in the VIP area.

After they tasted Long Zhenzhen's tea, they were very impressed.
Chapter completed!