Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Chapter 11 Killing Him Today
"What? He didn't sign it?"

Yan Zhen grasped the point at once.

Realizing that she and Fu Yan have maintained a husband and wife relationship for so many years, she immediately lost sleep, "Forget it, the husband and wife have been separated for more than two years, and I can unilaterally sue for divorce."

"Mommy~"

Yan Bao rubbed his eyes and came out of the bedroom.

The little guy's soft voice was full of sleepiness, "Mum, is it Daddy who came to look for me?"

Xiao Yanbao didn't forget that during the day, Dad made an appointment with her to come to her when he was done with work.

Yan Zhen hugged her daughter distressedly, trying to ignore her daughter's eagerness to see his father, and said apologetically, "Yan Bao, did Mommy wake you up?"

"This is Yuanbao?"

He Zhou looked in shock at the cute and soft little milk dumpling in Yan Zhen's arms.

I only heard that the young lady went to the old house during the day.

I thought she was just going to celebrate the old man's birthday, but I didn't expect that she would steal the child?
"Mr. He, about Yan Bao, I hope you can help me keep it a secret."

Yan Zhen didn't want Fu Yan to know about her daughter's existence, lest Fu Yan fight her for custody in the event of divorce.

Yan Zhen didn't want to lose the only family member who loved her.

"..." He Zhou nodded stiffly. He promised to keep this secret for Yan Zhen, and Yan Zhen had no reason to refuse him.

In the hall of the Fuji Manor, lights were on.

Fu Yan was wearing a black suit and stood upright in a military posture.

The old man in front of him held a cup of tea and drank it casually. No. 15 looked at the door and asked the housekeeper, "Can He Zhou handle it?"

Without waiting for the butler to answer, the old man said anxiously: "Forget it, what about the props? They need to be thicker."

The butler weighed the stick thicker than the wrist in his hand, and said confidently: "Don't worry, old man, I promise to break the stick into five pieces when one stick falls, and then please fourth master pretend to be a little more decent, don't let the young man Ma'am see."

Fu Yan couldn't help frowning as he looked at the pile of 'instruments of torture' the old man had prepared for him.

"Grandpa, do you have to do this?"

"Otherwise? You haven't coaxed anyone back for five years. Is it possible that I really crippled your leg?"

After finishing speaking, the old man put down the teacup in his hand, and cursed: "You are tall and handsome, and have inherited my best genes, but you can't even keep a wife. As a man of the Fu family, I feel for you." shame."

When Yan Zhen arrived at the Fu's Manor, the servants were still cleaning up the mess of the birthday banquet.

He Zhou led Yan Zhen to the living room, and she saw from a distance that the old man was holding a stick thicker than his wrist, and was greeting Fu Yan.

Fu Yan, who is arrogant and rebellious outside, is as obedient as a milk dog in front of the old man.

He stood in a standard military posture, facing the old man's stick service, he just didn't even frown.

The old man coughed, watched Yan Zhen approaching from afar, and said to Fu Yan in a low voice, "You should call out anyway."

Fu Yan didn't feel any pain at all, and he wasn't an actor, so how could he scream?

He straightened his back and said, "Grandpa, you said it yourself, iron-blooded man, he would rather bend than bend."

Yan Zhen walked in and called out respectfully, "Grandpa."

She explained: "I can't blame Mr. Fu for my divorce from Mr. Fu. I was not a good match for Mr. Fu. Please don't punish him, lest you get angry and ruin your body."

The old man coughed, looked at Yan Zhen, and persuaded earnestly:

"Son, your grandfather entrusted you to our Fu family before he died, and our family has the responsibility to take care of you. He must have done something wrong, so you have to leave. Grandpa will help you decide, and kill him today."

(End of this chapter)