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Chapter 298 Ying Zijin: Brother, I will support you [2 more]

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    After receiving the approval letter, the person on the other end of the phone was very excited: "Brother, I'm going to prepare now, just wait, I will be able to arrive in Shanghai tomorrow morning."

    "Ian, you don't need to worry." Fu Yunshen said lightly, "I have another important matter. You can arrive on the 12th."

    "Hurry up, hurry up, of course." There was a sound of rummaging through boxes and boxes on the other end of the phone, "The day is finally here, can you not be in a hurry?"

    Few people know what the original intention of Venus Group was.

    The original intention was actually to bring back Yuxiangfang.

    As a result, if you are not careful, you will become the world's top group.

    Who knows what happened.

    "Brother, did something happen?" After Ian got excited, he calmed down, "Why did you suddenly figure it out?"

    He knew about the Fu family, and he knew how disgusting the Fu Mingcheng family was.

    If it weren't for Mr. Fu, if it wasn't for Fu Yunshen's smartness, he wouldn't even have the chance to grow up, so he would die.

    Ian knew better that Fu Yunshen didn't do anything because of Mr. Fu.

    Bloodline is a wonderful thing, there will always be ties.

    In order for Mr. Fu to spend his later years in peace, Fu Yunshen can bear anything.

    "It's nothing." Fu Yun narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and smiled lightly, "That's right, I don't have anything anymore."

    Having said all that, how could Ian not know what happened, and his heart immediately turned cold.

    He should have thought of it earlier.

    If one day, Fu Yunshen decides to attack the Fu family, it must be because Mr. Fu is gone.

    The Fu family can't trap him anymore.

    There are not many things in this world that can trap Fu Yunshen.

    "Brother, youyou still have us." Ian was very sad, and he didn't know how to comfort him, "You, don't be sad."

    "En." Fu Yunshen didn't say anything more, "It's dead."

    When he was about to put his phone away, there was a "ding" on WeChat.

    is his only star friend now.

    [Sir, don't be afraid, I still have money, I can still afford to support you, you go to eat here, I have reserved a table.  ¡¿

    [These two days, I will not disturb you, please be quiet.  ¡¿

    Fu Yunshen's fingers paused, and his eyelashes moved.

    Somewhere in the heart, as if being struck by something.

    Clenched deeply.

    After a full five-minute pause, Fu Yunshen replied.

    [Thank you Yaoyao, brother will.  ¡¿

    He left the cemetery and drove to the city center.

    **

    An hour later, Maserati stopped in front of a Michelin three-star shop.

    Fu Yunshen pushed the door open and went in.

    The man's face is handsome, too attractive, and extremely outstanding.

    Someone inside immediately recognized him.

    It was already eight o'clock at this time, after the meal time, there were not too many people, only one table of guests.

    It's a few young masters at a party.

    One of the sons stood up unsteadily with a wine bottle in his hand.

    "Hey, isn't this the number one romantic dude in Shanghai, Fu Qishao Fu Yunshen?" He smiled, and then seemed to suddenly realize, "Oh, no, no, you are not even from the Fu family."

    "Meng Yang, don't tear his wounds directly." The other son had a sarcastic look on his face, "He is still a flirtatious dude, but he has no money."

    "Yes, Fu Yunshen." Meng Yang smiled maliciously, "This store is not cheap, you were kicked out of Fu's house, and your bank card was frozen, right?"

    He was very contemptuous: "Shall I lend you some money and treat you to a meal?"

    Having said that, Meng Yang shook the wine bottle in his hand again: "Did you see it? This bottle of Remy Martin costs 20,000 yuan a bottle, tsk tsk, it's a pity, you won't be able to drink it anymore."

    In fact, the Meng family is not well-known in Shanghai, and they came from nouveau riche.

    Now that Meng Yang can step on Fu Yunshen, he will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

    Meng Yu took out his pocket, was about to take out the card, and gave alms to Fu Yunshen, but was interrupted by footsteps.

    It is the manager of the restaurant, and there are more than a dozen waiters behind him.

    The waiter was holding a plate and red wine in his hand, which dazzled the eyes of Meng Yang and his sons.

    "Seventh Young Master." The manager ignored them and quickly stepped forward, very respectful, "Miss Ying specially prepared this for you, she knows you are in a bad mood.?I hope that even in the darkness of the abyss, there is a ray of sunshine that illuminates you.  "

    "Mom's Xiaoqi, I want to grow up happily and safely in the future, and my mother also hopes to be by your side all the time."

    None of Fu Liuying's two wishes came true in the end.

    "Actually, it's nothing." Fu Yun smiled deeply, leaning against a tree with his back, looking up at the sky, indifferently, "After so many years, I've gotten used to it by myself."

    Get used to being alone.

    Get used to laughing.

    Because only a smile can prove that he is happy, even if it is a poor disguise.

    The top of the mountain is silent and silent.

    Suddenly it rained in the sky.

    One drop after another, gradually getting bigger.

    The heavy rain was pouring, and the sky and the earth were dark.

    Fu Yunshen was still leaning on the tombstone, very quiet, and did not hide, letting himself be in the rain.

    The rainwater flowed down his hair, face, and chin in streams, soaking through all his clothes, almost submerging him.

    But at this moment, footsteps sounded, so shallow that they could hardly be heard.

    But Fu Yun has practiced ancient martial arts for many years, so his ears are naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

    As long as he is vigilant, he can hear every movement.

    Fu Yunshen raised his head, narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and looked over.

    In the darkness, someone slowly walked towards him.

    A few seconds later, the pouring rain on his head stopped at this moment.

    The girl stood in the rain, leaned down slightly, and held the umbrella for him.

    As if in this world, the only light.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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