C190 Paper Can't Cover Fire!
The next day, at the Fu family.
"Why are you looking for me? You don't have enough money anymore?"
Lin Yung received a call from that person. Her tone was somewhat stiff and her expression was somewhat gloomy.
"Ms. Rong, actually there is nothing much. I just wanted to ask when you can come out. I bought our child some clothes and shoes. "
Lin Yung's expression was originally very serious. The man on the other side of the phone said something else and immediately made her smile.
She said with a reproachful smile, "What can you buy for the child with that little money of yours?"
"Of course it can't be compared to the money given by the Fu family, but it's still my child after all. As a father, I just want to fulfill some of my duties. "
Lin Yung was silent for a few seconds, sneered and said, "You have to remember that this child will only have the surname Fu when he is born. Put away your thoughts. "
The man made a sound of agreement. He understood his position very well. "I know. Don't worry. Ms. Rong, I miss you. Can you come out and meet me now?"
Lin Yung frowned slightly. This was a critical moment and the child was the most important.
Furthermore, Fu Nuan had met him once before. At this critical juncture, she should try not to meet him so as to avoid any mishaps.
"The doctor said that the fetal elephant is unstable and the child might give birth prematurely. I have to rest at home for the past two months. I can't go and see you. "
Later, the two of them chatted for a while more. Lin Yung made up an excuse that she needed to rest and hung up.
She did not expect -
"Mom, who are you talking to?"
Hearing that, Lin Yung's body trembled. She turned her head and saw Fu Sirou who had unknowingly come to her room.
Fu Sirou's face was filled with astonishment. Lin Yung knew that the call just now had been heard by her.
She walked over and quickly pulled her daughter into the house. She closed the door and did not conceal her guilty look at all.
"You heard everything?"
Fu Sirou did not answer. Her whole body was stunned and she could not believe what she just heard.
This news was really unacceptable to her.
The child in her mother's womb was actually. . . Not Fu Zhao's!
After a long while, Fu Sirou finally recovered and looked at Lin Yung nervously. Her tone was full of questioning, "Mom, why did you do such a stupid thing!"
Lin Yung's eyes darkened. Since she was discovered, she did not want to argue anymore and said coldly, "Do you think that I am with that old man Fu Zhao because of love? It's just because of money and power! "
Fu Sirou naturally knew, but. . . She held her mother's hand tightly, looking worried.
"But you also can't. . . This kind of thing, paper can't wrap fire! What if one day. . . "
Before she could finish her words, Lin Yung's eyes were full of disdain and interrupted sternly, "What can I do? That old man, Fu Zhao, can't do it himself. He still wants me to give birth to a son for him! If I don't do this, where can I give birth to one for him out of thin air? "
Fu Sirou did not care about these things. She just did not want the matter to be exposed and lose everything that she had now.
"But after this child is born, what if others suspect it?"
Hearing her daughter mention this, a trace of worry gradually surfaced on Lin Yung's face.
"This is also what I am worried about. "
"What?"
"The last time I met this man, I was seen by Fu Nuan. She has already started to suspect me. She said that when the child is born, she will do the paternity test. "
Hearing this, Fu Sirou was shocked -
" Then what should we do now?! "
Lin Yung narrowed her long and narrow eyes and projected a trace of viciousness from her calculations.
The child was about to be born in over a month. Before that, she had to resolve this problem.
"If she wants to do the paternity test, she must also have this life!"
. . .
Huaxi Hotel.
Tang Yuanshan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with his cane in his hand. He looked at the scenery outside the window with a solemn expression and seemed to be deep in thought.
When he heard footsteps behind him, he slowly turned around and looked at his son who had returned.
"How is it?"
"The old maid you mentioned has been found. "
Tang Yao's eyes were dark and gloomy.
He found the old maid from back then. That meant. . .
There were some things that Fu Nuan had to face.
Could she. . . Bear it?
Tang Yuanshan nodded and was silent for a moment. He said faintly, "Bring her back. It is time to expose everything. "
. . .
On the other side, after Old Mrs. Rong was transferred to a normal ward to observe for a few days, the doctor said that she was fine.
In order to make it easier for him to take care of her, Rong Yu brought old madame back to the Rong family's old residence to take care of her. He invited the family doctor to stay at home so that he could observe the situation at any time.
Fu Nuan, on the other hand, had been listless these days. She was addicted to sleeping. She was still very tired even after sleeping for eight hours. Perhaps because she had been too tired in the hospital a few days ago and had not recovered from it.
The school had applied for a few days of leave. Rong Yu let her have a good rest.
She originally did not want to, but she had no choice but to take a leave of absence. It was the 'leader's true self' who forced her to take a leave. In addition, she was indeed unable to endure the tiredness, so she might as well just stay at home.
She had nothing to do and was too bored. After sleeping, she went to buy some tonics and went to the old residence.
. . .
Fu Nuan had just entered Old Madame Rong's room when she saw Rong Peiwen standing by old madame's bed and feeding her porridge with spoon after spoon. From time to time, she would use the towel in her hand to wipe the soup at the corner of her mouth.
It could be seen that Rong Peiwen sincerely wanted to take care of old madame this time. From her eyes, she saw guilt and was no longer as hypocritical as before.
Hearing the footsteps, Rong Peiwen looked back and saw that it was Fu Nuan. She then turned around and continued to feed the porridge.
Old madame saw Fu Nuan coming and was happy in her heart. She wanted to sit up but was unable to do so. Rong Peiwen went to help her sit up and accidentally knocked over the cup.2
Without waiting for the maids to clean up, Rong Peiwen prepared to put down the bowl of porridge to find a rag.
"Let me feed it. "
Fu Nuan spoke at the right time but Rong Peiwen did not say anything. She handed the bowl to her and walked out of the room.
When only Fu Nuan and old madame were left in the room. . .
"Grandma, actually you know everything, right? You heard what I said to aunt in the hospital that day, right?"
Old madame blinked her eyes as an answer.
Fu Nuan could understand her state of mind and nodded, "Rather than saying that you are forgiving her, it would be better to say that you do not want your family to be influenced by outsiders. "
A few minutes later, Rong Peiwen returned.
"Aunt, I have something to tell you. "
After Rong Peiwen processed the water stains, she looked up at Fu Nuan and nodded.
The two of them went to the living room and sat on the sofa. After a moment of silence, Fu Nuan slowly opened her mouth. "Actually, grandma always needs the company of her children. The grandchild generation is always different. As long as you are sincere to old madame, how could she not consider your future?"
This sentence made Rong Peiwen feel ashamed. All these years, she had never been filial to her children and almost caused her mother to lose her life.
Being her daughter to this extent, it could be said to be a failure.
"Aunt, actually it has always been you who did not treat us as family, much less your mother. "
Comparing heart to heart, hypocrisy, wasn't what the old man wanted at all.
"I. . . "
These few days, Rong Peiwen was also reflecting on herself and realized her mistake. She also hated herself.
"I know I was wrong. I. . . Don't ask for anything else. I just want to atone for my mistakes and stay by my mother's side to take care of her for the rest of her life. "
He would make up for what he owed.
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