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He took the initiative to say hello to Fu Jueshen.
"Brother."
"Um."
After giving a perfunctory and casual answer, Fu Jueshen raised his feet and prepared to go downstairs. He was wearing nothing under his black bathrobe. When he walked past him, his two long legs covered with black leg hair were exposed.
The momentum is domineering.
The moment he passed by, a big hand suddenly grasped his right arm, seemingly unintentionally but powerfully.
Fu Jueshen groaned in his heart and endured the pain in his arm. His dark phoenix eyes, deep enough to swallow up all light, were cold and cold.
The voice is low and hoarse.
"Is something wrong?"
Fu Juelun didn't notice anything was wrong, and couldn't help but wonder Could it be that he wasn't the eldest brother?
There was already the slightest sign of getting angry on the person in front of him. He reached out and brushed Fu Juelun's hand away, and said in a calm tone: "Your hands are all sweaty."
The disgust is obvious.
The man¡¯s eyes flickered. There were no lights in the hall, only the hazy skylight outside reflected in. He raised his head again with a look of sternness on his face.
Withdrew his hand and wiped it on the white towel on his chest.
"Sorry, brother. I just want to report to you about the Xingyue project I have."
Halfway through his words, his eyes quickly glanced at the imprint on the man's lips and the red marks on his chest.
It looks like it was left over from something.
His eyes suddenly became ambiguous, and he chuckled: "It's a pity that brother is busy. Miss Xia must have caught it. It's really a little wild cat."
Listening to him commenting on Xia Yuwan as a "little night cat", Fu Jueshen's eyebrows were raised and his face was gloomy.
Two words came out coldly from her thin lips.
"Sister-in-law."
It contains a strong warning.
Fu Juelun stood against the light, and the expression on his face was not clear. After a few seconds, he pretended to be humorous and said: "Brother is really stingy. It seems that you and sister-in-law will get back together soon."
"I really have to congratulate my eldest brother then. If there is a nephew or niece, the family will be a lot more lively."
He said so much, but Fu Jueshen just said a few words coldly and sent him away.
¡°Let¡¯s discuss official matters at the company.¡±
After he finished speaking, he strode away as if he didn't want to discuss Xia Yuwan's affairs with him anymore.
Fu Juelun turned his back to him, raised his lips and sneered, then walked upstairs.
not him.
After hearing no footsteps coming from behind, Fu Jueshen leaned against the door of the kitchen, quickly pulled down his collar and took a look at his arm, which was bleeding from the wound.
Xia Yuwan used acupuncture to quickly reduce inflammation and applied a layer of white medicated powder on him, so she did not cover the wound with thick gauze to prevent the wound from healing too slowly.
As soon as he pulled up his collar again, he heard a surprised voice from behind, "Young Master? Why are you here?"
It¡¯s quite early now. Normally, he would get up at 6:30 for morning exercises and come back for breakfast at 7:00.
Departure from home at eight o'clock.
Fu Jueshen looked back and realized that he was the servant in charge of the kitchen.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a normal expression: "Is there anything edible in the kitchen?"
The maid seemed stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out the food that was almost ready, "The sandwiches are ready, but Mr. Fu wants to drink yam porridge in the morning, and this needs to be cooked a little longer."
He likes Western food, so he eats some casually in the morning. Sandwiches and milk are enough.
Thinking of Xia Yuwan who was still sleeping in the room, Fu Jueshen suddenly ordered, "Prepare preserved egg and lean meat porridge for her, without chopped green onion and less salt."
she?
The maid quickly realized that the "she" in the eldest young master's mouth refers to the eldest mistress, Miss Xia. She nodded and agreed with a smile, feeling envious in her heart.
Looking at Fu Jueshen preparing to leave with breakfast, he turned around and saw Grandpa Fu who was slowly coming down the stairs.
The grandfather and grandson looked at each other, and the old man gave him a rare smile.
"You got up so early? Why don't young people sleep a little longer?"
????????? Sleep a little more?
The corners of Fu Jueshen¡¯s lips twitched slightly,When I was a child, his old man always ordered me to get up at six o'clock
If he misses even one minute at night, grandpa will punish him by running one more lap around the yard.
Even Fu Tiantian, a delicate daughter of a wealthy family, cannot avoid getting up before seven in the morning. Going to bed early and getting up early is a fine tradition of the Fu family.
"It's a pity that Xia Yuwan has to go to bed late and get up late to stay healthy.
Grandpa also turned a blind eye and acquiesced. Fu Jueshen didn't get this kind of treatment. He went to bed late and still got up early!
Today¡¯s grandpa is really a little strange.
??Fu Jueshen nodded and said "Yeah" and prepared to go upstairs with the food. When Grandpa Fu saw his posture, he thought his grandson was bringing breakfast for his wife.
My heart is filled with joy.
Why didn¡¯t you suspect that this was the breakfast he brought for himself? Because Fu Jueshen has a mysophobia and would never take food into the room to eat.
Seeing that his eldest grandson was about to leave, the old man quickly asked the maid to bring a bowl of the chicken soup he had cooked last night.
The maid suddenly remembered and quickly took out the bowl and ladle and filled a large bowl full of it, "This chicken soup was simmered over low heat last night."
Chicken soup?
When Fu Jueshen heard this, he frowned and felt a little resistant, "Grandpa, this morning"
It¡¯s a little greasy.
Unexpectedly, Grandpa Fu smiled brightly and winked at him suggestively.
"It's not greasy. Who said only women need tonic? Men need it too. After all, you've been tired for so long. Every drop of blood, just listen to me. Drink!"
The maid chuckled, and the soup bowl in her hand almost slipped, but luckily she stabilized it in time.
Fu Jueshen stared at Mr. Fu with an angry face, his eyes were so dark that it penetrated people, and he slowly said, "You are disrespectful!"
?????????????????
Grandpa Fu was also surprised.
Is this guy shy?
"You bastard boy didn't take it well at all. This is the most nourishing black chicken, plus mild wolfberry I'm sending it here for your own good!"
The last sentence was given to the maid.
The little maid hurriedly carried the soup and walked upstairs with her head lowered to wait.
Fu Jueshen knew that he couldn't refuse, so he turned and went upstairs with a gloomy face, ignoring Grandpa Fu's unnecessary words.
Seeing this, Grandpa Fu said that he was a veteran.
It¡¯s okay, be generous and don¡¯t argue with these ignorant young people.
Anyway, the final goal is achieved.
And he was happily thinking that if this development trend continues, his great-great-grandson will be waiting for him!
Smiling, stroking his beard, humming a famous Peking Opera tune, with the lyrics messily altered by him, he walked towards the dining table.
"The blue-faced old man, waiting to hold the baby!"
"The black-faced Fu Jueshen is a fool."
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