Chapter 700: Forty-two Pure Black Tulips

Fu Siyang's sharp eyes were really lethal, and Fu Siyuan resigned himself to raising his hand in surrender.

"OK, I don't ask."

He said that he didn't ask, and his heart was very curious. After a long time, he secretly rubbed Fu Siyang again, "If you don't say it, I can also know, it's just a matter of time." By the time I ask, maybe someone else will be able to say more. Tell me yourself, I can help you solve the problem. ”

Fu Siyang's face was gloomy as water, "Can you shut up?" ”

"I'd love to, but don't you really need my help? I'm a man who has read countless people. ”

Fu Siyuan simply didn't want the Fu family, and he was amorous.

He has never broken a woman around him, and the styles of those women are really ever-changing. So far, not only outsiders, but also no one in the family knows what kind of woman he likes.

is such a scumbag, and there are still many women who rush forward and pounce one after another.

I don't know what good he has.

Oh, by the way, this Mr. Fu Siyuan, although he is a big man in the art circle, is a poor ghost big man who never sells paintings.

What's even more incomprehensible is that those women are willing to take money to support him.

Fu Siyuan always said brazenly: "You don't understand the charm of an artist." ”

"It's your shamelessness."

Fu Siyang couldn't look down on his style, and never gave him a good look when he saw Fu Siyuan. Fu Siyuan didn't dare to provoke Fu Siyang, otherwise this guy would do something to him, not only would he not have pocket money for a year, but he would be restricted from going anywhere.

His brother was so ruthless.

"Not leaving?"

Fu Siyang opened his mouth to drive people away, Fu Siyuan still wanted to say a few words, but was stared at by Fu Siyang's dead eyes, and instantly became a dog.

If you don't say it, you don't say it, just go.

Fu Siyuan walked to the door, only to hear a deep voice from behind, "Have you never chased a woman?" ”

"Of course, I'm so handsome and chic, and I'm an artist. Even if I don't have money and I'm a little bohemian, there are still countless women who want to be the only one in my heart. ”

"Shut up, fuck off!"

Fu Siyang couldn't bear it anymore, interrupted Fu Siyuan's words, and asked him to leave quickly.

Fu Siyuan closed the door, stood outside the door, and said with annoyance: "If I knew earlier, I wouldn't be so arrogant, maybe I could ask something." ”

Now I don't think I have a chance.

Fu Siyuan could only go back to the company and continue to work hard for his younger brother. If he didn't give his life, he would want to live so chic and comfortable in the future.

The Fu family has a big business and is a wealthy family among the wealthy.

Since 300 years ago, it has kept a low profile. After ups and downs, it finally ushered in today's behemoth. The family business is large, and as the heir, the greater the responsibility.

He was the eldest son, the one who was supposed to bear it all.

But he fled in shame.

His father's anger, his grandfather's disappointment, the disapproving glances of the rest of the clan, and his mother's worry and sadness all made him ashamed.

Just as he was about to compromise, his brother, who was a few years younger than him, stepped forward.

He still remembered that he was a young boy who had not yet grown up, so he politely knocked on the door of the study, pushed the door in, and bravely faced the elders in the family.

"Does grandpa think I'm not as good as my brother?"

Behind the little boy is like a thousand rays of light, like a hero of the world coming in the glow.

At that moment, he was extremely grateful to his brother.

He swore that as long as he could be free, he would say yes to whatever his brother asked him to do.

The boy put his backpack on the table and took out a stack of admission notices from it. That's right, it's a stack of admission letters from prestigious universities all over the world.

"Does my brother have these? Is he as good as me? ”