Chapter 21 (1/2)

It was half past ten at night when I returned to Huguang mansion.

It's not late at night, but it's quiet. When the car drove smoothly to the door, Fu Mingyu looked up and saw that only the light on the first floor was on, and occasionally there was a figure shaking under the light.

The door was closed, and when Fu Mingyu stepped up the first step, there were several sounds of scratching the door.

As aunt Luo opened the door, Jinmao pulled out his leg and rushed out, turning around Fu Mingyu's leg.

Fu Mingyu didn't rush in and bent down to play with Doudou for a while.

He Lanxiang came out wrapped in a shawl, leaned against the door and looked at it for a while, ”OK, aunt Luo is going to take Doudou eye drops. Let's all come in.”

Fu Mingyu smell speech, break the head of beans to see for a while, ”sick?”

”Inflamed eyes.” He Lanxiang gave him an oblique look. ”His dog doesn't care. He doesn't even know when he's sick.”

After that, Fu Mingyu went inside and asked aunt Luo, ”is she in a bad mood today?”

Luo AI looked at he Lanxiang's back and nodded quietly.

Into the house, aunt Luo to find liquid medicine, called Doudou to one side of the medicine.

”I'll do it.” Fu Mingyu took the medicine from her hand and went to the sofa. Doudou followed him with a wagging tail.

He Lanxiang sat on the sofa, reading books, silent.

The room was very quiet, only Doudou called twice from time to time.

In the end is the dog, usually again good, to the time of medicine or dishonest.

Fu Mingyu didn't drop the medicine several times. Impatiently, he put down the medicine and said to Aunt Luo: ”you'd better come.”

Doudou has been five years old, just two months after he was born, he was sent to the Fu family.

At first, he Lanxiang was not sure whether to keep it or not. She didn't like cats and dogs, but she felt lonely at home on weekdays. Fu Shengyu, the eldest son, has been stationed in foreign business departments all the year round, and he doesn't see each other several times a year. The youngest son is in China, but it's no different from not being here. There's not a few words in front of him.

At that time, he Lanxiang hesitated, but Fu Mingyu said he could stay.

Now Doudou is five years old. On weekdays, he is close to Fu Mingyu, and Fu Mingyu is very patient with him. Occasionally, he will take a bath himself.

It's the first time I've seen you so impatient today.

He Lanxiang looked at him sideways, ”what's wrong with my work today?”

”No

”What's the matter with you?”

”Nothing.”

He Lanxiang turned the book hard and looked at him coldly, ”the older you are, the more stuffy you are.”

Fu Mingyu stopped talking and got up to go upstairs.

The housekeeper's aunt passed him with some sundries. He caught a glimpse and saw that she was holding an open box with a silk scarf neatly folded and embroidered with the word ”Xian”.

After a second's pause, his aunt noticed his eyes acutely and stopped to ask, ”what's the matter? What's the problem? ”

Fu Mingyu asked, ”what is this?”

According to his understanding of he Lanxiang, she generally does not have silk scarves embroidered with words.

Even if there is, it will only be the clothes embroidered with ”Xiang” specially made for her by the brand.

Sure enough, one side of he Lanxiang said: ”other people's gifts.”

After that, she turned the book in her hand and murmured: ”I don't know what to show off. Who will wear a silk scarf embroidered with other people's names? If it's not for the beautiful design, I'll take it to wipe the table.”

listened to He Lanxiang make complaints about Tucao, and Fu Mingyu hurried upstairs.

It's a pity that the sky is not as good as people's wishes. He was stopped in the middle of the walk.

”By the way, I forgot you didn't mention it.” He Lanxiang put down his book and looked up at Fu Mingyu, ”Mr. Zheng and his wife invited us on their wedding anniversary next month, but your brother and your father are not in China recently. I think it's OK for others. It's not appropriate for Mr. Zheng to invite me. You remember to go together.”

He Lanxiang's Zheng always started as a hotel, and he is also a partner with airlines. In fact, he Lanxiang doesn't need to remind Fu Mingyu to show up.

”And your natural pearl necklace...”

He Lanxiang suddenly changed his smiling face and looked at Fu Mingyu teasingly. ”I think it's been put at home for several days. Do you still want to send someone away?”

That day, she asked Fu Mingyu and speculated that he had bought it for free.

Necklace, of course, is given to the girl, and this natural pearl is expensive, which shows that the girl's identity is not ordinary.

Who knows, in the past few days, the Pearl has never been moved.

He Lanxiang only turned on a warm yellow floor lamp, while Fu Mingyu had already walked up the stairs. He couldn't see his face so far away. He just heard him say, ”send it to Mrs. Zheng.”

He Lanxiang hummed softly, a little dissatisfied, muttered: ”I don't know if people can see these vulgar things.”

Mrs. Zheng was the one who gave helanxiang silk scarves. Her name was Dong Xian.She is a painter and an artist. She is different from he Lanxiang, who opens a gallery to make money.

However, he Lanxiang and she are not alone. After all, people like them always want to maintain superficial harmony.

It's just that he Lanxiang can't get used to her false lofty.

For example, the silk scarf she sent this time seems to have given some worthless gifts to her friends, focusing on her heart. The patterns on it were painted by herself.

But who doesn't know that the brand of silk scarves designed and made for her is notoriously difficult to do. Even helanxiang doesn't have this custom-made silk scarves.

Thinking of this, he Lanxiang thought again: I don't know what's good to commemorate my second marriage. I don't want my son to go. It's so unlucky.

Fortunately, Fu Mingyu walked fast, otherwise he would have to listen to he Lanxiang, and his bad mood would have added fuel to the fire.

When he went to the second floor and saw the pearl necklace that Aunt Luo had put together, he was even more agitated.

This necklace is really for Ruan Sixian, and the price is really high.

When I went to Lincheng, I knew Ruan Sixian's past when I boarded the plane. Later, he went directly to Paris because of his work. When he came back, he wanted to have a talk with Ruan Sixian.

Or, say sorry to her.

In Fu Mingyu's life, he has no experience in apologizing.

So he wanted to choose a valuable gift to externalize his apology, so that the ancestor would not feel that his sincerity was not enough because of his few words.

But now, Fu Mingyu still reverberates that song in his mind, and at the same time, all kinds of things during this period are still emerging.

All of a sudden, there's no need. There's no need at all.

And apologize?

It's not his fault in itself. It's his biggest retrogression to tolerate her again and again.

What's more, Ruan Sixian's behavior has already exceeded his endurance limit.

Meanwhile, the flight, which had been delayed for several hours due to the weather, finally took off.

Before waiting, the passengers were not in a stable mood, and the crew couldn't pacify them. Later, the captain came out in person to stabilize the passengers' mood.