allonlinenovel Chapter 177 Is there something wrong with your background?
Chapter 177 Is there something wrong with your background?
She wanted so much to ask him if she could stay. She was afraid, but she knew she was not qualified. Thinking of this, Lu Daiwei sniffed and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers.
Just when her mood was at its lowest, a tall man walked in from the door, completely blocking the light on Lu Daiwei's face.
"Davi, drink some more water, it will help your fever go down quickly." Beizhe put the cup of water on the bedside table and brought in a chair with his other hand. "Go to sleep, I'll leave later."
Lu Daiwei thought she was dreaming and quickly opened her eyes, only to see a handsome face. Although he was facing away from the light, his tenderness at the moment could not be concealed.
Beizhe adjusted his glasses, handed her the water, and sat down on the bed again, "Drink it and go to sleep."
Lu Daiwei nodded hurriedly, took the water with a smile, drank it in big gulps, and lay down and covered herself with the quilt. Perhaps because there was someone next to her, she fell asleep quickly.
Beizhe heard her even breathing and stood up gently. He did not leave, but went to lie down on the sofa next to him...
In the second half of the night, the rain gradually stopped, leaving only the intermittent sound of raindrops...
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In the room, Jian Xiaoan turned over and felt that there was no one next to her. She called out "Husband" but got no response, so she got up and walked out.
From afar, I saw a tall figure on the balcony.
The cigarette butt lit up in the darkness, and white smoke enveloped his head.
Why is he smoking so late at night?
"Hubby." Jian Xiaoan came over and grabbed his arm with her fingers, "Why are you smoking?"
Fu Nanchen put out the cigarette and touched the top of her head, "It's okay, let's go back to sleep."
Jian Xiaoan was pulled by him, as if she felt something was happening...
In the middle of the night, Fu Nanchen's cell phone screen lit up and a text message came in.
[They went to a private testing agency to apply for a paternity test]
The air after the rain is especially fresh, and the blue sky is cloudless...
Aying was waiting at the door of Fu Nanchen's office early in the morning. After a busy day yesterday, he hardly slept. There was a faint beard on his chin and his eyes were a little dark.
"Master." Ah Ying stepped forward and handed over a file bag. "This is what I brought back yesterday."
Fu Nanchen took it, pushed the door open and went in. He sat on the sofa and opened the file bag, which contained a sealed set of milk tea straws, a toothbrush and chewing gum.
"Master, this is a paternity test. Whose sample should Fu Qiang take?" Ah Ying asked. "The agency has already taken care of it."
Fu Nanchen put the sample back into the file bag, folded it twice at the seal, and waved to Aying, "Go back and have a rest."
"Yes, young master." Aying nodded and turned to leave.
Fu Nanchen's bony fingers were scratching the edge of the file bag back and forth. Suddenly, a hand clenched it tightly and rubbed a corner of the file bag into the palm of his hand.
He recalled that when he was very young, some people in his family said that he was not a descendant of the Fu family. Until one time, he severely beat up those cousins who gossiped about him, and his uncles even came to his house to argue that night.
In response to this matter, Grandfather Fu Derong seriously warned the rest of his descendants not to make false statements again, especially Father Fu Cangming, who said at the time in no uncertain terms that "Fu Nanchen is his son" and that if anyone brought up this matter again in the future, he would definitely not show any brotherly favor.
It was after this incident that Fu Cangming's position in the Fu family became more stable. At that time, his uncle Fu Cangsheng had the strongest objection, but Fu Cangming's methods and attitude were tough.
Especially after Fu Cangming became the heir to the Fu Group, no one dared to discuss this matter anymore.
I didn't expect that someone would dig up old things again recently.
Fu Nanchen had never doubted his own background, but this time he became suspicious. He stood up and sat at his desk and called Feng Yue.
Soon Feng Yue pushed the door open and came in, "Master."
Fu Nanchen motioned for him to sit down, "I haven't been to my grandparents' house yet. I'll find time to go back to North City soon."
Feng Yue was startled, but the doubt on his face was quickly covered up by him. He was always so good at hiding his emotions. "Master, is there anything you need? I can go for you."
Fu Nanchen's gaze stayed on his face for a second, then fell on the computer screen in front of him. He tapped on the keyboard and said casually, "I've never been there. I want to take my wife back to see where my mother lives."
"Oh." Feng Yue pursed his lips, "Also...okay, then I'll arrange the time. Does the young master have anything else to do?"
"No, go down."
Feng Yue stood up and walked three steps out, then turned around and looked at Fu Nanchen, "Master, how about I bring grandpa and grandma over? Grandpa has said for a long time that he wants to come and see us."
Fu Nanchen fiddled with the mouse casually and replied simply, "That's fine."
Feng Yue got the reply, and his tense jaw gradually relaxed. He said goodbye to Fu Nanchen and left the office.
Fu Nanchen's eyes suddenly narrowed, his face darkened, and his brows became colder. He put the file bag on the table into the drawer on the right.
He had been with Feng Yue since he was a child, and he knew that Feng Yue had always been with his mother, but even though he pretended to be calm just now, he could not hide the strangeness.
In the past, Feng Yue also found various excuses to avoid going to North City.
Is there really a problem?
Fu Nanchen stood up and stood in front of the large French window, with a panoramic view of the entire Jiangcheng. This was the most prosperous area in the city. He looked into the distance in silence...
He remembered that when the M·New Technology Base was first established, his father Fu Cangming once said to him, "He must be the heir to the Fu Group."
If he was not his flesh and blood, how could he treat him like this?
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On the other side, Fu Qiang received a call and a man's voice came from the other end of the conversation.
"The agency just notified us that the sample is invalid and asked us to take new samples."
Fu Qiang's raised mouth suddenly fell. After hanging up the phone, he pounded his fist on the table, "It's totally useless!"
He called Rona directly.
Luo Na was sorting data at her desk. When she saw the incoming call, she ran out in a hurry. She ran to the manual channel and ran down two floors before she dared to answer the phone. "Fu Qiang, what's wrong? Are the results out? Is it your biological child?"
"Lorna, the sample is invalid. How come you can't even do this? You missed an opportunity in vain."
"Ah?" Rona was surprised. "How is that possible? I took two copies at the same time. How could they be invalid?"
"I don't know. We'll have to find another opportunity to get married. We're going to have the wedding soon, so we have to hurry up. Otherwise, once we get the marriage certificate, it won't be easy to get divorced." Fu Qiang said on the other end of the phone with a bad tone.
"Okay, I know." Rona hung up the phone with a frown on her face, looking incredulous. Which link went wrong?
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Around ten o'clock in the morning, Jian Xiaoan came to Fu Nanchen's office with some information. When she pushed the door open, she saw a tall figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The transparent glass just reflected his handsome face. At the same time, Fu Nanchen was seen smoking, with white smoke slowly exhaling from his mouth.
"Husband." Jian Xiaoan tilted her head and looked at him.
Fu Nanchen heard it and put out his cigarette, then turned to look at her...
"You...smoked again?" Jian Xiaoan walked forward, "Are you worried about something?"
After being with her, he rarely smoked.