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Chapter 771

Seeing the determined light in Ruila's eyes, Xiaohan burst out with two words: "Come on."

the other side.

Fu Yechen stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, watching the neon lights gradually light up the entire city.

The bustling night scene outside shows that the nightlife has just begun.

If it was normal, he would have left the office long ago to have fun.

But today, he was not in the mood.

He was forced into bankruptcy by his uncle and will be burdened with a huge fine.

It was not that he didn't regret the stupid things he had done, but more than anything, he felt hatred.

He relied on Fu Shiting's reputation as his nephew to get along smoothly until now, but it would be easy for Fu Shiting to crush him to death.

In the past few days, he had watched his father call Fu Shiting countless times to plead for mercy in order to save the dilapidated situation, hoping that Fu Shiting would let him go for the sake of family ties, but Fu Shiting either didn't answer the phone or transferred the call to his assistant.

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Fu Shiting is so heartless and cruel!

His mother has died for him, and now he just wants to live well. Why should he bear such a huge debt?

This is more painful than killing him.

After an unknown amount of time, the office door opened and Fu Han walked in.

"Let's go! From tomorrow on, this is not your company." Fu Han said coldly, "Your uncle is cruel, but you are even more cruel! If you were not my son, I would not have to be implicated by you at all! It is even more impossible.

Shield you, a murderer!"

"Dad, I know I have committed a heinous crime, but what has happened has already happened. What's the use of blaming me again?" Fu Yechen turned around and faced his father, "I went astray because you didn't educate me well."

Fu Han pursed his lips and was speechless.

The father and son left the company with red eyes and returned home.

The maid brings dinner to the table.

Fu Han has no appetite and just wants to drink.

"Sell the old house! This is the only valuable property in my hands. Sell the old house and pay off the debt. I will never care about you again." Fu Han poured wine by himself.

Fu Yechen choked up and said, "I don't want to sell my old house. If the house is sold, where will we live in the future? I'm not married yet. How can I get a wife if I don't have a house?"

"After all this, you still want to marry a wife!"

"If I don't marry a wife, will you not have a wife?" Fu Yechen drank a glass of wine and asked, "Dad, you are Fu Shiting's brother. Don't you have any control over Fu Shiting?"

"The clue?" Fu Han was stunned for a moment, "Although I am his brother, the age difference between me and him is so big that I don't understand his business at all!"

"I'm not talking about business matters. I'm talking about his personal matters... I heard that my grandfather was killed by him." Fu Yechen lowered his voice, "Dad, are you sure about this?"

Is that clear? Why did you never tell me? If someone hadn’t come to me..."

"Who is looking for you? Who told you!" Fu Han's eyes widened, "Killing your uncle will not do us any good!"

"What if someone else is willing to pay off my debt for me? Dad, I will never agree to sell my old house. The value of this house will definitely increase in the future." Fu Yechen calculated, "Have you heard of Tang Qiaosen? He is Fu Shiting.

His classmate is also Fu Shiting’s opponent.”

The emotions in Fu Han's eyes were unpredictable.

He also wants to keep his old home.

But the scandal of betraying one's own family is not a glorious thing.

If my mother were still here, she would definitely be angry and vomiting blood.

"Dad, I don't know what you are hesitating about. Fu Shiting has already killed us, father and son. Can you get a penny for keeping his secret? I just want money now!"
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