162: C162 My Husband Can't Smell Anything

C162 My Husband Can't Smell Anything

After his voice faded, Tang Yao met the man's gaze with a cold expression.

Fu Nuan did not notice the silent smoke between the two of them. She looked at Tang Yuanshan and said:

"Uncle, I know you miss your mother as much as I do, but it is precisely because of this that we have to take care of ourselves. "

She vaguely remembered that when her mother passed away, her uncle didn't shed a single tear on the day of the funeral.

However, after the people who had come to pay their respects had left, she saw her uncle kneeling in front of her mother's tombstone and crying silently.

Although it wasn't heart-wrenching, it was even sadder than her father at the funeral.

Upon hearing these words of consolation, Tang Yuanshan nodded, tears welling up in his eyes.

He hadn't said anything about that feeling, and he had long since lost the chance to do so.

He often thought that if he had taken the initiative to fight for it, he would have fought for it. Would the outcome be different now?

They stayed in front of the tombstone for a long time, but Fu Nuan did not see the person who should have come until noon. . .

Her father, Fu Zhao.

Every year, her father would come with her to pay respects to her mother.

But this year was different. She was married. She had a husband to accompany her.

What about her father? Was it different now?

She was a little uncertain.

Now that he had his own new family, there was Lin Yung, his stepdaughter, and an unborn child. . . Would he still remember that today was the anniversary of his mother's death?

Time passed minute by minute, but Fu Zhao still did not appear. . .

Fu Nuan could not help but be disappointed. Her uncle remembered her mother's death anniversary every year. He flew back from overseas to give her a bouquet of flowers and did not let her be lonely.

But her father, as the man that her mother loved the most, actually did not appear until now.

The weather in October was already slightly cold. The woman was wearing thin clothes and could not help but shiver.

Rong Yu frowned slightly. He took off his jacket and draped it over her. He pulled her into his arms and said, "It's late. It's cold outside. Let's go back. "

"It's not cold. I want to stay with mom for a while. "

As soon as he said that, she sneezed, as if her body was protesting what she had just said.

"Listen to me. You will get sick. "

"Then. . . Alright. "

She hesitated for a few seconds before finally nodding.

Actually, she wanted to stay, but she wanted to spend more time with her mother. And. . .

Forget it, perhaps he really forgot.

. . .

The four of them walked out of the cemetery and just as they walked out of the garden, Fu Nuan saw three people walking over from not far away.

Father?

It was indeed Fu Zhao who came, but he was also accompanied by Lin Yung and Fu Sirou, mother and daughter.

Fu Nuan frowned, how could father. . .

"Why are you guys here too?"

She looked at her father and asked Lin Yung and her daughter.

"Nuan, what you said. . . Sirou and I heard from your father that today is the anniversary of your birth mother's death. No matter what, we are a family now. We should come and take a look. "

Lin Yung smiled with a kind face but it made people feel disgusted when they saw her.

Fu Zhao naturally helped to speak up at this time. "Nuan, you, Auntie Lin, have no other intentions. You just want to accompany me to see your mother. She also has good intentions. "

Good intentions?

Bringing her current wife to pay respects to her former deceased wife, she didn't think it was good intentions.

Fu Nuan laughed out loud, "Auntie Lin's stomach is already so big, why is she still running around? If she were to knock and touch, Mom and I cannot accept this kind of good intentions. "

These words sounded like she was concerned about Lin Yung, but if one were to take a closer look, the sarcasm in her words would be very obvious.

At this moment, Fu Sirou, who was standing beside Lin Yung, saw the man beside Fu Nuan. She seemed to have lost her soul as she stared fixedly at Rong Yu.

Initially, when her mother asked her to come to the cemetery, she was very resistant in her heart. She did not expect that she would really come right.

However, from the moment she appeared until now, the man did not even look at her.

"Brother-in-law, you came too. . . "

Fu Sirou said as she unconsciously walked towards Rong Yu. She did not care about the presence of others and did not take Fu Nuan seriously at all.

The man frowned. When the woman approached him, the perfume on his body was pungent and unbearable. He took two steps back and said to his wife beside him, "Get in the car. Let's go home. "

Fu Nuan looked at Prof. Rong's disgusted look and then looked at Fu Sirou's ashen face. She could not help but laugh.

"Brother-in-law, do you hate me? Am I that unlikeable?"

Fu Sirou was still unwilling to give up and smiled as she approached again.

Rong Yu pursed his thin lips and impatience flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

Fu Nuan immediately understood when she saw this and inserted herself between the two of them and said coldly: "The smell on your body is so strange. Did you eat mutton? Sorry, my husband does not smell like it!"

Rong Yu's gloomy expression gradually faded, and a smile appeared on his lips.

If his woman really wanted to answer someone else's question, her combat strength could not be underestimated.

"You. . . "

Lin Yung did not want her daughter to cause more trouble at this time. She forcefully pulled her arm and used a voice that only the two of them could hear to say, "Don't have a direct confrontation with her. Stop it for me. "

Didn't you see that there were other people here? Acting must be done in full.

Fu Sirou bit her lips hatefully. Good, she endured this anger first today!

One day, she would make Fu Nuan pay back ten times or a hundred times over!

On the other side, the moment Tang Yuanshan saw Fu Zhao, he fiercely clenched his fists. His body could not help trembling and his emotions were stuck in his chest.2

"Father. " Tang Yao whispered, "Take care of your body. Take care of yourself slowly. "

Hearing this, Tang Yuanshan's tightly clenched fists gradually relaxed, but the hatred in his eyes did not completely disappear.

Only then did Fu Zhao notice the person standing behind Fu Nuan. If he did not dare to recognize the person when he first saw her, then when he saw Tang Yao, he was sure that the person in front of him was Tang Yuanshan.

It had been so many years since they last saw each other. He actually came back.

Fu Zhao calmed his thoughts and burst out laughing all of a sudden, greeting his' old friend 'whom he had not seen for many years. "Yuanshan, long time no see. "

Tang Yuanshan snorted and did not even look back.

Fu Nuan saw this scene and felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

She remembered that when she was young, her uncle did not like her father and had never given him a good look. Her father had always been cold and indifferent.

She had a deep impression of her mother's memory after her mother passed away. Her uncle had a serious illness back then. He had a fight with her father in the hospital. After that, he left the country and never interacted with her again.

"Let's go," Wang Yao said.

Tang Yuanshan did not want to bother with this hypocrite at all. He held his walking stick and Tang Yao supported him as they walked out of the cemetery step by step.

Looking at the back of the father and son pair, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Fu Zhao's eyes.

This father and son pair came back one after another, was they planning something?

Did Tang Yuanshan know about Tang Yao's investigation of him?

Or. . .

All of this was ordered by Tang Yuanshan!

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