Fu family.

When Fu Shiting came home and was about to go upstairs, Aunt Hong stopped him.

"Sir, there is something, I don't know if you have heard of it or not."

Fu Shiting turned around and looked at Aunt Hong: "What's the matter?"

"About the old house," Aunt Hong said with a solemn expression, "Your eldest brother is going to sell the old house."

Fu Shiting's eyes suddenly deepened: "Who did you listen to?"

"A nephew of mine sold a house, he called me to tell me." Aunt Hong said this, her eyes were flushed with tears, "Sir, your eldest brother must have no money to sell the house. Hey. How could he be willing!"

"Do you want me to give him money?" Fu Shiting put his hands in his pockets and stared at Aunt Hong.

Aunt Hong shook her head sharply: "Of course you can't give them money! They are white-eyed wolves. Madam treats them so well, but she actually kills her! I want you to buy the old house. Even if you don't live there, it's better than not. People live in. If the old house has a new owner, others will definitely talk about the Fu family behind their backs."

Aunt Hong made this suggestion for the face and honor of the Fu family.

Fu Shiting has strong financial resources, so he has no problem buying the old house.

"I'll have someone come over tomorrow to take a look." Fu Shiting said, "Go and rest!"

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" Aunt Hong asked hurriedly, "I made dinner, and you didn't come back to eat it, so I put it on the dining table to clean up."

If Aunt Hong hadn't asked, he wouldn't have realized that he didn't have dinner tonight.

He went directly to the Xinghewan Villa from the company in the evening.

When they got to Qin An'an's house, they just finished eating.

He walked towards the dining room.

Aunt Hong immediately went to the hot dish.

"Sir, how are you getting along with the child tonight?" Aunt Hong asked.

"Not very good." He frowned and his voice was cold, "Xiaohan hates me even more. I even scared Ziqiu to tears, and Rila didn't dare to approach me."

After saying this, he was in a terrible mood.

In the shopping mall, he is able to control everything with ease, how can he fail like this when facing children?

Aunt Hong was stunned, walked quickly to Fu Shiting, and asked, "Sir, why is this happening?"

"I'm too anxious." He summed up his mistake, "I want to reconcile with Xiaohan too much, but it makes Xiaohan hate me even more."

"Oh...Xiaohan, this child has a personality like you. If you are too anxious, it will definitely not work." Aunt Hong comforted him, "Xiaohan listens to An An's words very much. As long as you have a good relationship with An An, Xiaohan will definitely accept it in the future. Your."

"I understand the truth, but when I see him, I can't help but want to get close to him," Fu Shiting said annoyed with his Adam's apple rolling, "I don't like children, but my own children are different."

Aunt Hong laughed: "That's right. There are no parents in the world who don't like their children."

Fu Shiting: "You forgot my dad?"

The smile on Aunt Hong's face disappeared: "I'm sorry. I forgot him. Sir, forget him too! Don't think about those painful memories, you are different from him, I believe that even if you and An'an's children are unfortunate When you are sick, you will never abuse your child, you will definitely love your child as much as you do now."

"I'm not sure." He exhaled from his chest and said sternly, "Sometimes I can't control my emotions, like tonight. I could have handled my relationship with Xiaohan more gently, but I was savagely caught. Live with him. I may be violent like my dad. I have his blood running through me, I have inherited his violent genes, and I can't guarantee that I will be better than him."

Aunt Hong: "Sir, stop talking. No matter what others say or what you think, in the eyes of our servants, you are a thousand times better than your father!"

After Aunt Hong finished speaking, she turned around and went to the kitchen.

Star River Villa.

Qin Anan accompanied Xiaohan to dinner, and the atmosphere at home soon returned to normal.

"Ziqiu, can you listen to my sister playing the piano?" Rila took Ziqiu's little hand with both hands, "I learned a new piece on the weekend, let me play it to you!"

Qin Anan glanced at the time: "Rila, it's very late today, you should rest, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning. Play the piano for your brother after school tomorrow!"

"But I want to play the piano right now." Rila didn't feel sleepy and didn't want to go to sleep.

At this time, Xiaohan came over, "Go upstairs, my brother listens to you."

Rila pouted, reluctantly: "But I just want to play it for my brother." JrNovels.com