837: C837 It's Really Useless!

C837 It's Really Useless!

2Fu Yunchen waited for the madame to finish her scolding before he found an opening to speak, "Mother, I was the one who was divorced. I am your son..."

The old lady interrupted him, "I would rather not have a son like you, it would be useless!"

Fu Yunchen,... ""

"Second Uncle, why did Aunt divorce you?" Yan Xiaosui asked curiously, "Are you with the other aunties?"

"It's because she doesn't trust me!" Fu Yunchen said, curling his lips. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and was about to light it when he saw his brother's murderous eyes. He obediently put the cigarette back.

Fu Yunchen muttered, "I already told her that I was playing a game and even asked those people to explain to her. She just doesn't believe me."

Fu Yunchen was also a person with a temper.

Ever since he was young, no one had dared to slap him. It was only Su Ying.

Last night, when Su Ying slapped him in front of so many people, his temper also rose. She said she would leave, but after waking up this morning, he was a little regretful.

However, Su Ying's attitude was very firm. If she said he did not come to the Civil Affairs Bureau, he would be her grandson.

Then the two of them went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce certificate.

Yan Xiaosui tilted her head and became even more curious. "Second Uncle, what game are you playing? Auntie doesn't believe you?"

"No matter what game it is, it is all your fault, Second Uncle." Fu Yunjian did not want his daughter's young heart to be corrupted, so he casually replied, "He is not good enough for Su Ying."

Fu Yunchen was unhappy, "Why should I not be good enough for her? I am handsome and rich. How many can City Y find?"

The old mistress snorted and looked at him with disdain. "Xiao Ying is a doctor. She is beautiful and needs someone to chase her. Why don't you use a mirror to look at yourself?"

Fu Yunchen was speechless.

He was the one who had been divorced. Why was his whole family standing on Su Ying's side?

Fu Yunchen took a grape from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth. "Yes, yes, Big Brother is the best. He found a good wife like sister-in-law and even had a child. Mom, of course you don't like me.

"At least I was married before, unlike brother..." He snorted and laughed. "Even now, I haven't married sister-in-law back."

The madame glared at him. At this time, she also thought of something and asked Fu Yunjian," Yunjian, why hasn't Shu come back? Why didn't anyone pick her up even when she called? "

Except for Fu Yunjian and a few others, the old mistress did not know about Yan Shu's departure.

Before Fu Yunjian could reply, Yan Xiaosui said in a childish voice, "Grandma, Mommy is still angry with Dad. She went out to play and said that she will come back after her anger has subsided."

"Oh, so it's like that." The old mistress did not know anything, so she naturally believed what the little guy said.

She glanced at Fu Yunjian and said coldly, "Your mommy should be angry."

"Sui, when you call Mommy, tell her that if she is unhappy, she can buy whatever she wants. Buy until she is happy."

"Yes." Yan Xiaosui nodded.

Fu Yunchen looked at his phone and saw that there was a party tonight. There was someone in the group who wanted to talk to him, so he did not want to stay at home. He did not want to be caught and scolded by the madame later.

"Sui, Second Uncle has left." Fu Yunchen ate the candy that Yan Xiaosui had just peeled and rubbed her face at the same time.

A child was not cute, but his niece was really cute.

Fu Yunchen randomly picked a supercar from the garage and arrived at the club in about ten minutes. When he pushed the door open and entered, the huge private room was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Yunchen, come and play!" A friend who was playing a game greeted him.

Fu Yunchen saw that they were playing a game and thought about what happened at the bar last night. He waved his hand and found an empty seat to sit down.

A girl poured some wine and handed it over.

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