he couldn't let his father find out just for a moment of pleasure.
it was too difficult to survive under the hands of an old fox.
at that moment, fu qinyuan's phone vibrated. he took it out and saw the note: [ little uncle ]
"dad, uncle is calling. i'll go out to answer it." this place was very close to the stage, and the sound was very loud.
fu chen saw that it was indeed a call from yan chi, so he nodded without saying anything.
……
fu qinyuan answered the phone as he walked to the back of the garden. " "hello, uncle, you're actually calling me at this time?"
"can't?"
"no, it's pretty good."
"at home? or the school?" the yan family had heard that fu qinyuan had recently handed over the company's affairs to fu chen.
" i'm in pear garden. what's the matter? " although they were nephew and uncle, their relationship was more or less like that of brothers.
"sister's manuscript is done?"
"why don't you hurry her?"
"turn off your phone."
