Chapter 360: My princess 2

Chapter 360 My Princess 2
"Sixing, don't say it." Mingzhi wiped his face, looked at Fu Qingji with pleading eyes, and said sincerely, "Qingji, I know I am not qualified to ask you to forgive me, I don't ask you to recognize me , I just hope you don’t always live in the dark, you should be the kind and sunny Fu Qingji."
At this moment, Fu Qingji's heart seemed to be hit hard by some blunt object, and he was too painful to speak.
But it was also because of the pain that he realized that the walking dead for so many years, his heart still feels, and the blood is still hot.
His parents never abandoned him, but he abandoned him himself.
Mingzhi said slowly, "Qingji, you don't need to rush to despair. Things have not reached a dead end. After so many years, Ninghai's genius doctor will definitely be able to treat your legs. As long as he can relax, I am willing to give my Don’t let it go, okay?

Fu Qingji's face collapsed tightly, and his throat rolled vigorously.
The slightly tightened peach eyes lifted up, and slowly passed across the faces of everyone in front of them.
He looked at his family so seriously for the first time.
Throwing away the prejudices in his happiness, the eyes of the family were warm and hot, making him even more at a loss.
He turned his face away, and finally stayed on Fu Ting's face.
Fu Ting's eyes were clear, and he calmly looked away.
There was no fluctuation in the man's heart, he tightened his lips slightly, overflowing with a low voice, "Okay."
Mrs. Fu finally concluded, "Since the matter is clear, our family will be in harmony in the future. Don't hurt each other's hearts anymore. Come here, the eldest wife."
Lan Yaqin paled and walked to the old lady Fu, "Mom!"
Mrs. Fu's face was very stern, "From the very beginning, when you targeted Xiao Ting, I thought you had given birth to three sons for the Fu family. You have to bear with you, but in this design competition, so many people watched you. As an elder, but took the lead in discrediting your family, you immediately apologize to Xiao Ting."
Lan Yaqin grew up in a patriarchal family. She always believed that girls were losing money. Asking her to apologize to Fu Ting was even more unbearable than eating flies.
Ke Lan Yaqin dared not go against the old lady Fu.
Lan Yaqin bit her lips humiliatingly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Fu Ting glanced at her and ignored her.
Lan Yaqin felt even more uncomfortable, a money-losing guy who didn't give her face so much.
But she only dared to force it in her heart.
Who told her to give birth to three sons, none of them turned to her, and the Fu family regarded Fu Ting as a baby.
In order to continue enjoying the blessing, Lan Yaqin had to stay low.
Old Mrs. Fu said again, "Your virtue is really not suitable for going out and walking in the upper circle as Mrs. Fu Jiada. Later, you will copy Buddhist scriptures in the Buddhist hall of the old house to cultivate your body and mind. In a short time, don't interfere with company affairs. ."
This is to deprive Lan Yaqin of the real power in the company.
In this way, she can no longer buy luxury goods with company dividends every month.
Lan Yaqin's pain was as painful as the meat, and she hated Fu Ting deeper. In order not to anger the old lady Fu, she lowered her head, "Yes."
Lan Yaqin was taken to the Buddhist hall, and after a few days of copying the Buddhist scriptures, she couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't let the situation develop like this, otherwise, would the Fu family still have her foothold in the future?
At this moment, Lan Yaqin thought of her most obedient young son, so he made a call and went out. After three rings, a voice like a spring breeze came from the other side, "Mom, what's the matter?"
Lan Yaqin complained, "Yuan, you come back soon, I'm really alone and helpless."

Fu Ting hadn't seen Fu Pei for three days, nor had he heard his voice.
In the past, even if she couldn't see each other, Fu Pei would also send her good morning and good night text messages. This has become an intimate interaction between father and daughter.
But the young father has already hidden, and the future father is not the one who will take the initiative to contact her.
Fu Ting wanted to ask about Fu Pei's situation, but was afraid that hearing her father's alienated and indifferent words, she would not be able to control the comparison between the two fathers, which was uncomfortable.
At this moment, Fu Nanyan called Fu Ting. The man’s voice was very guilty, "Listen, Uncle Er just had time to call you after shooting the first half of the movie. I saw you in the video of the design competition. Uncle Er is sorry for not being with you, are you very wronged?"
Fu Nanyan's muffled voice was cautious.
Fu Ting smiled, "Not wronged."
Fu Nanyan said, "Uncle Er has a week off. When Uncle Er comes back, I will help you teach Fu Qingji that bastard!"
Fu Ting finally couldn't help asking, "Second Uncle, where is my father?"
Speaking of Fu Pei, Fu Nanyan couldn't stand it anymore. He frantically complained about the fear of being dominated by Fu Pei who seemed to be a different person during this period of time.
Fu Pei is now the future actor Fu Pei, a mature, steady, unsmiling, strict, and perfect person.
Obviously Fu Nanyan was the director, but during the filming, Fu Pei made various challenges and pointed out that Fu Nanyan was unprofessional.
Say in the tone of educating children at every turn, "How are you like this."
Fu Nanyan was suffocating.
Fu Nanyan finished making complaints, and said aggrieved, "Listen, your father bullied me!"
Fu Tingren couldn't help being jealous, and the future father did not change at all.
Finally, Fu Nanyan told Fu Ting,
My brother doesn’t know what’s going on. When the filming ended yesterday, he left the crew and said to go to Qingguang Temple in Lincheng to pray for incense.

Fu Ting pursed his lower lip, and suddenly a bit weird rose in his heart.
The future father, who never believed in Buddha, would suddenly go to the temple to ask for this?

Qingguang Temple is currently the most famous temple, because many tourists who come to pray for blessings say it is very spiritual.
Therefore, there are a lot of tourists who come to Shangxiang, almost crowded.
Afraid of being recognized by fans, Fu Pei wore a low-key black suit with sunglasses on his face, as if he were an indifferent boss.
He had heard people talk about this temple in his previous life. It is said that there is a kind master who sees through the world with great origins, and will save lives.
Some people believe this statement, while others don't.
Fu Pei didn't know if it was true, but he wanted to try it.
Fu Pei walked to the donation incense burner, took out a five million cheque, and stuffed it in.
The little monk was shocked, "Why so many?"
Fu Pei's nose was straight and straight under the sunglasses, and his aura was amazing. He said straightforwardly, "I want to see Master Enci."
Seeing that Fu Pei had donated so much, the little monk would naturally not refuse this request and immediately reported it.
Fu Pei was invited to the lounge by the little monk and met the legendary Master Enci.
An old man with gray hair and a hundred and fifty years old was very immortal when he looked at it.
Not surprisingly, the fourth uncle, on the way here, let you know your name, Fu Yuan.
(End of this chapter)