Chapter 127: Persecute, change the Fu family head

The blood (color) on Mrs. Fu's face gradually faded, and (son sh　n) trembles. I don't know if it was angry or was poked by the pain.
Having said that, Fu Zhou did not have any worries, stood up (身sh　n), walked a few steps, and looked at Mrs. Fu’s broken pot, "The Fu family fell on After Fu Yunshang held his hands for many years, his performance has been stable, but his own en group has done well, and now his status can be as famous as the Fu Group with a hundred years of qualifications. I don’t think he has considered the Fu family at all. Thing! Mom, do you want to watch it lose a little bit in the hands of Fu Yunshang?!"
Mrs. Fu clenched the armrest of the chair, ((chest xiong) xiong) undulated violently. Looking at Fu Zhou, her eyes were crimson and her teeth were gritted: "So what do you want! You are dissatisfied with your mouth, I ask you Do you think anyone but Yunshang can provoke the Fu family's girders!" Raised his finger at Fu Zhou, mockingly said, "Are you?"
Fu Zhou's face was blushing, and he stuck his neck and said, "My ability is not as good as Fu Yunshang, but the second brother is always the oldest of the Fu family. I think if it is given to the second brother, I will do my best. Support, there is no difference!"
Fu Lian, who had been named, pursed his lips, stood up (身sh　n), and looked at Fu Zhou blamefully, then turned to Mrs. Fu, and said humbly: "Mom, Xiao Zhou, he has always been straightforward and intentional. Still for the Fu family.
I’m all over a hundred years old, and I don’t have as many ambitions. It’s just that Yunshang holds two big groups, En and Fu, in our hands. As elders, we just want to put in some meager power and help him share his worries. . You see, Xiao Feng’s son, Zi Feng, is also 13 years old this year. If he trains them now, he can become a cloud assistant’s right-hand man in the future. "
Mrs. Fu glanced at Fu Zifeng standing aside.
His appearance is similar to that of Fu Zhou when he was young. He was only 13 years old, and he was naive (tuo). When she looked at him, she blushed shyly at the first time, her eyes dodged, and it was full (身sh　n)'s fragile breath, where is it possible to survive in the mall?
Then look at Fu Xiaoman who is standing beside him (身sh　n). At a young age, he applied a heavy makeup, full of (身sh　n) brand-name clothing and jewelry, and looked at it (Jiaoji) o) The accustomed young lady...
There was a trace of disappointment in Mrs. Fu's eyes, and he sighed secretly.
If the Fu family does not have the Fu Yun business, let alone maintain the stability for many years, I am afraid that it will have been swallowed up by other families.
Seeing Mrs. Fu's silence, Fu Lian was unsure: "Mom?"
"Zi Feng is still young, let's get his studies done first."
Upon hearing this, Fu Lian et al.'s face (color) changed again.
What should I do to study first, the old lady is so determined that she does not intend to give other children and grandchildren the opportunity to want Fu Yunshang alone.
Fu Lian pursed her lips so that it was not good to say anything. She sideways gestured to Fu Zhou and Fu Mang.
Fu Zhou's eyes (color) deepened a little and said, "Mom, Fu Yunshang was sent to the'purgatory' base training when he was less than thirteen years old. Zi Feng was smart since he was a child, as long as you are willing to give this opportunity ."
The'purgatory' base is specially built for these huge families. Basically, the heirs of each big family will be sent to training before they are minors, because the training subjects are complicated and there are certain risks ((性xing)xing) There is no shortage of many selected heirs (fafa) who were sent to have accidents, and even a few died directly (身sh　n).
When Fu Zifeng heard that Fu Zhou was going to send him to the ‘purgatory’ base, his pupils suddenly enlarged, full of fear.
He doesn't want to go to that kind of place!
It's really dead!
Fu Mano stood up on crutches. "Mom, I also think you shouldn't be too eccentric. Zi Feng and Yun Shang are also your grandsons. You can't even give him the opportunity."
Zhou Ting could not help saying: "Yes, you can be so eccentric!"
Fu Zhou's wife also echoed, "Mom, I hope you can treat them equally and give Zi Feng a chance."
...
There was a sudden noise in the hall. The quarrelled Mrs. Fu had a big head and two big heads.
Fu Zifeng, who was pushed out as a target, was even more anxious in his heart, but he dared not say something rebuttal, but secretly prayed in his heart to pray for Mrs. Fu to never agree.
Mrs. Fu was upset by the noise and patted the table. "Enough! Enough! Shut up!"
"Do you have to ((bi)bi)bi today to make me change the family of the Fu family as the owner!"
Fu Zhou said: "Mom, we are not ((bi)bi) you change masters, it is Fu Yunshang who is too cruel, this is when you are alive, if you are away for a few years, he must not take us A few uncles have packed it all!"
Fu Mang limped forward and walked a few steps, crying with tears in his eyes, "Mom, even if you don't give up your son, you have to think about our future for us!"
Mrs. Fu covered her ((chest xiong) xiong) mouth and blocked her anger with ((chest xiong) xiong) mouth. She could not go up or down, and the whole person had to plant forward.
"Old lady!" Yun Zhi changed his face (color), and squatted down (shen sh　n) quickly for the old lady.
Fu Mang continued: "Mom, we have been wandering outside for so many years. Fu Yunshang broke our financial path. I was forced to find the Cang family, but I wanted to do a small business and beg for food. Who knows? …You said that if you wouldn’t let us go back to Fu’s home...

While talking in tears, there was a footstep outside the hall, a little maid's face (color) was anxious, and ran in first, without waiting for her to report, Liu Fen walked in with two bodyguards in the hall. The air pressure inside suddenly dropped, everyone was breathless, and the atmosphere did not dare to watch the man surrounded by bodyguards in the distance, walking slowly with his wife and children.
The night (color) is deep.
The man carried the moonlight, his long (body sh　n) son (ting) pulled up as loose, a (body sh　n) black (color) windbreaker, inside was a white (color) shirt, and the neckline was embroidered with gold thread with vintage lines. His face is cold, his eyes are deep and narrow, his eyes are like black lacquer ink, and the bottom of the eyes is icy, like a knife, scary and sharp. The Zhou (身sh　n) aura (strong qiang) makes people not Dare to get close.
Since the last phone call, Fu Xiaoman has made up his mind to completely abandon Fu Yunshang and vowed to never like him again. But now, Fu Xiaoman's young (female nu) heart is once again convinced by the handsome and handsome face of the man.
Not to mention being his girlfriend, such a man, even if he can be his one hour (qingqing) person.
When Fu Mang saw Fu Yunshang, the crutches in his hands were unstable, and he stumbled back several steps.
Su Bei was led by Fu Yunshang into the hall, and looked at her with hatred around her, and her waist (身sh　n) (tingting) was neither humble nor overbearing.
The brothers Su Qingchen and Su Yiran walked hand in hand on the side of Fu Yunshang (身sh　n). They lived in European-style castles and expressed their novelty to such an ancient (colorful) old house.
"Cloud business!"
Seeing the coming person, Mrs. Fu's eyes lit up, and she stood up excitedly (身sh　n), not wanting to stand up anxiously, her legs and feet were not easy to pull, and she almost did not fall.
Fu Yun's eyes fell, and stepped forward, holding the old lady's hand and let her sit down.
Mrs. Fu smiled embarrassedly at Fu Yunshang, "Oh, I just sat for too long, my legs are numb, and it doesn't hinder me." Saying benevolence and beckoning to North Jiangsu, "Xiaobei is coming quickly , Let ((奶奶ai)n　i)((奶奶ai)n　i) take a good look."
Northern Jiangsu: "..."
The atmosphere of just returning to the crossfire suddenly became a little bit easier.
Subei looked at the charity Mrs. Fu with a smile on his face, and walked over, obediently screaming, "((奶奶ai)n　i)((奶奶ai)n　i) is good. "
"Hey, good! Good!"
Mrs. Fu held Fu Yunshang's hand in one hand and Su Bei's hand in one hand. I didn't know what happened. When I looked closely at Bei Su, I naturally put Bei Su's hand into Fu Yunshang's hand. In the palm of her hand, then her old man’s hand gripped her and Fu Yunshang’s hands like sandwich cakes (dry gan) tightly in the middle, and looked at North Jiangsu Road with a smile, "This long one is really beautiful, than The little fairy in the painting is still pretty~"
Northern Jiangsu: "..."
Many people praised her, but the people who looked at her like the old lady were really the first time. Rao was calm, she couldn't bear to climb two flowers (Jiao ji　o) Red.
"Oh, you look better the more you look, this long-talking talker, this nose, this small face, this small mouth, oops, Yun Shang, you stupid boy is also a great blessing!"
Mrs. Fu was talking while looking at the face of Northern Jiangsu with 360 degrees without a dead angle, looking at her curious baby.
In fact, Mrs. Fu is not an exaggeration and compliment, but she has lived so many years, reading countless people, all kinds of (color) beauties have seen, but it is as pure and natural as North Jiangsu, temperament (tuo), (dry gan) (干gan) Jingjing, the girl who felt comfortable after seeing it was the first time.
In addition, she is older and has a bit of presbyopia, and it is not clear from a distance. I don’t want to move closer. Look at it. Is it true that the makeup on Subei’s face has not been worn... otherwise how does this skin wear? Skinny, let her seventy-eighth old lady see the envy of life.
Subei blushed like a cloud, and she promised that the old lady would look at her again with such an eye that she couldn't swallow, and she would dig into the ground in shame.
Awkwardly laughed twice and looked sideways at Fu Yunshang for help.
She thought Fu Yunshang said that he ((奶Nai)n　i)((奶Nai)n　i) is so comfortable to get along with her, but did not expect to be the truth...
It's just too (热r　)(情qing), she can't hold back.
Fu Yunshang looked at North Jiangsu's embarrassment, and a little softness (color) appeared on the cold and frosty face.
When Mrs. Fu was about to stretch her neck, she raised her hand to block the old lady's sight, and the tone was slightly helpless: "((奶奶ai)n　i)((奶奶ai)n　i), you are like this (color) squinting Looking at Xiaobei, she will be scared away by you."