"Two different things? Can private affairs and business affairs be discussed separately for the helm of a group?"

If he could separate, he would have parted ways with her decades ago.

Fu Baihai glanced at Ye Qian with dignity in his tone.

Ye Qian choked and hurriedly went to Fu Yunting and persuaded him, "son, listen to your father. Don\'t go to that woman again. It\'s the right choice to draw a line with her."

If you can use your career to restrain your son and let him stop looking for Xia Ling, that\'s also a good thing.

However, Fu Yunting was destined to disappoint them.

"Dad, mom, Xia Ling is my wife. I didn\'t want to separate from her. If my choice embarrasses you, I\'ll follow your arrangement."

In other words, even if he was to give up the post of president of Fourier group, he also recognized Xia Ling as his wife.

Ye Qian was so anxious that she couldn\'t stop Fu Yunting from striding away.

He immediately sent his anger to Fu Bohai.

"Fu Bohai, what do you mean? Do you want to take the opportunity to change your position to Fu Xichen? I tell you, don\'t even think about it."

"Ye Qian, the group still has the final say. I see your son does not care about this position. If he really doesn\'t listen to me, I will replace him."

Fu Baihai glared at her, turned and left the ward and ran to Mrs. Fu\'s ward.

Ye Qian was so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet, "Linhan, what can I do? Fu Shi is my son. Fu Baihai is an old man. He dares to let that bitch take over?"

Hearing Ye Qian\'s complaint, Ji Linhan was a little absent-minded.

At the moment, she wants to follow Fu Yunting.

But she also knew that things could not be rushed for a while.

Only when Fu Yunting slowly digests the divorce can she come forward.

"Aunt, don\'t worry. Uncle means Yunting can\'t remarry Xia Ling. Do you think they will remarry?"

Ji Linhan helped Ye Qian sit down and asked.

Ye Qian was a little stunned and immediately thought about it, "yes, Xia Ling was held by us. She didn\'t dare to remarry Yunting, so fu Baihai\'s hypothesis is not tenable. Fu\'s group is still my son."

Xia Ling\'s cheap hoof shouldn\'t dare to meet his son again.

After all, she\'s so precious. Her mother should think about it.

Thinking, ye Qian smiled proudly, and her heart finally settled down.

Fu Yunmei still went to the hospital, but there was no place for her to go.

Suppressing his inner anxiety, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to Fu Xichen.

Perhaps the truth can be learned from Fu Xichen\'s mouth about how much happened during his absence.

When the phone was connected, Fu Yunting asked in a deep voice, "Xi Chen, I\'m back. Let\'s meet."

"OK."

Half an hour later, the zero bar.

The two brothers sat face to face.

Fu Yunting lost a cigarette to Fu Xichen. They lit it respectively. The face of each other could not be seen clearly in the smoke.

"Xichen, tell me everything you know."

Fu Yunting took a hard breath and spit out a blue and white smoke circle. It seems that this can suppress his anxiety.

"What do you want to know?"

Fu Xichen leaned on the back of the sofa with a faint expression.

Smelling the speech, Fu Yunting paused with his cigarette finger and looked at Fu Xichen through the smoke. "What do you know? For example, why did grandma have food poisoning? For example, why did your sister-in-law issue a declaration of divorce from me?"

Is it his illusion?

Fu Xichen seemed to have a somewhat different attitude towards him.

Why?