1722 chen w.a.n.g x fu huan (3) relations.h.i.+p disclosing_1

in the courtyard of yun city-

the autumn afternoon sun was thick and warm. jing xingyao walked out of the kitchen, wearing a light-colored thin knitted sweater and an ap.r.o.n. she turned to look at fu qinyuan and asked in a low voice, are you still watching?

theres too much content. i have to study it carefully.

!!

fu qinyuan only wanted to say that chen w.a.n.g was

he really was a treasure boy.

he actually hid such a thing.

but

he would never have thought that a certain someone had been squatting by his wall for a long time and was now waving the shovel and starting to dig at the corner. if it wasnt for this thing being discovered, he wouldnt even know when his wall fell.

actually, when fu qinyuan and jing xingyao returned, song fengwan was already studying the map

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this story was brought up half an hour ago. song fengwan was sitting in the courtyard, chatting with the wind carrier and grandpa chen. they were all talking about children. grandpa chen kept praising chen w.a.n.g and song fengwan even laughed along.

grandpa chen was a grandson-flaunting devil to begin with. he was having a good time chatting. wanwan, just you wait. ill go and find chen w.a.n.gs childhood photos and award certificates for you. you dont even know how arrogant that kid was when he received awards in the past.

he was belittling her, but his tone was raised with obvious pride.

in fact, song fengwan had already seen the photos and certificates. however, the old mans memory was not good and he had probably forgotten about them. song fengwan cooperated with him, ill go in with you.

perhaps he had been sitting for too long, but he had been holding his knees when he got up. his legs were probably a little numb and sore.

chen w.a.n.gs photo and award certificate were in his room. after grandpa chen went in, he naturally went to the drawer to get something. song fengwan glanced at the table. beside the notebook, there was a small half-stack of go manuals.

oh, hes just too hardworking. you said that he should have a good rest when hes on a holiday. he was still here studying the go manual last night and didnt go to sleep until late at night. he doesnt listen to you no matter what. when grandpa chen said this, he couldnt hide the pride in his tone.

he is very hardworking. song fengwan admired chen w.a.n.g. he had the talent and was willing to work hard, so why couldnt he succeed?

song fengwan was a little bored while waiting for grandpa chen to pick up his things, so she casually helped chen w.a.n.g tidy up the things on the table. there was also a family photo of their family on the table, and chen w.a.n.g was only about seventeen or eighteen years old.

this kid, when we left, i even told him to open the window to let the wind in. it was raining a while ago, so the house always felt damp grandpa chen took something and opened the window in his room.

the autumn wind blew in and lifted a stack of chess manuals on the table. song fengwans eyes were sharp and her hands were quick. she hurriedly reached out to press down on the chess manual, took something, and prepared to press down the stack of papers.

it was just that the paper had been blown into a mess. she tidied it up a little and found something in the middle that didnt look like a go manual.

she didnt have the habit of randomly flipping through other peoples pages, but she seemed to have vaguely seen her own name. everyone was exceptionally sensitive to their own name, and she subconsciously pulled out the entire page.

a relations.h.i.+p chart with the fu family as the core, extending from everyones social circle to the jing, duan, qiao, yan families, and even the xu and jiang families

everyone had a note behind them, and there were especially many notes behind her.

wanwan, ive taken the photo alb.u.m. lets go out. grandpa chen was still laughing.

yes. song fengwans expression did not change as she walked out with the paper in her hand.

eh, that grandpa chen furrowed his brows when he saw song fengwan taking something out of his grandsons room. however, when he walked out and squinted at the page with his presbyopic gla.s.ses, he was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.

whats wrong? fu chen noticed his wifes strange behavior immediately.

song fengwan lowered her head and looked at the relations.h.i.+p diagram carefully. fu chen tilted his head and glanced at it, his fingers that were holding the prayer beads paused slightly.

the entire fu family was highlighted. after each persons name, there were at least four or five comments. only after fu yuxiu, there were only four words, simple and crude:

[ no need to consider. ]

fu qinyuan also had a lot of notes on his back:

[ its not bad to the bone. ]

[ integrity. ]

[ shes vengeful and petty. ]

the investigation of the fu family was very detailed, and there were other people in it, some of whom had a more specific note.

duan linbai: [ unscrupulous businessman, loves money, has a chronicle, and loves to be wild. serious when working, too unstable in private ]