Fu Jingzhou returned at exactly five o'clock.
As he stepped out of the elevator, he smelled the aroma of food.
Just as he was wondering why the nanny was cooking so early today, Jiang Nan came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a plate of stir-fried green peppers and pork.
The man stopped in his tracks, his face showing obvious surprise.
Jiang Nan saw him too, and a bright smile, just like always, appeared on her face. " Zhouzhou, time to eat!"
Fu Jingzhou wheeled himself to the dining table, his gaze sweeping over the dishes one by one, clearly flattered. "Is today some kind of anniversary?"
Jiang Nan "Ah!" and pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands. "Today is your birthday."
Fu Jingzhou was taken aback.
He'd almost forgotten his own birthday.
On the day he was born, his mother suffered a severe hemorrhage and passed away on the operating table. Since he could remember, Fu Jingzhou had never experienced maternal love.
Although the house was large, Fu Bai didn't come back often, and all the servants respected him. Uncle He was like an old woman.
He always played alone in that big house. He had all kinds of figurines, puzzles, and models, but he lost interest after a while. It wasn't until he was four years old and Fu Xingli was born that he had someone to talk to.
Fu Bai did not remarry, but he had many lovers. These lovers secretly had children with Fu Bai and eventually brought the children to the old house to negotiate terms.
Many people thought they could marry into the Fu Family by having a son, but they later discovered that Fu Jingzhou's position was unshakeable.
He was academically excellent, gentle and polite, and had an outstanding appearance. More importantly, several of the directors of the Fu Group were from Fu Jingzhou's maternal family.
Madam Lizhi's surname is Wen. Her parents died early, and she has a younger brother.
The man's name was Wen Lian. He would take Fu Jingzhou to amusement parks, skiing, and to see the aurora borealis. He treated Fu Jingzhou like an ordinary child.
It wasn't until Fu Jingzhou was twelve years old, on his birthday, that Wen Lian left work early and drove Fu Jingzhou to go camping in the mountains.
There was a car accident on the road. A large truck driver was driving while fatigued and was driving recklessly.
Wen Lian subconsciously turned the steering wheel forcefully, causing the car to crash into the driver's side.
The car body was completely crushed. Fu Jingzhou was in a daze at the time, and he vaguely saw that Wen Lian was bleeding more and more blood.
Wen Lian has always been a gentle and refined person. He always wears a shirt and suit pants, and is composed and upright. He speaks softly and gently, and is always polite and generous.
But that day, his eyes were wide open; half his face had been bruised and dented, and he had bled a lot.
So from that day on, Fu Jingzhou lost another close relative on his twelfth birthday.
He himself also suffered gland damage, resulting in paralysis of both legs.
If his life before the age of twelve could be described as "smooth," then...
After I turned twelve, everything changed.
Rumors are circulating that he has bad luck, will bring misfortune to his family, and is destined to be widowed.
His illegitimate children, who usually respected and feared him, all sprang up like mushrooms after rain.
People kept coming to his hospital room, carrying flower baskets and tonics, saying words of concern, but their eyes were full of mockery.
The person in charge of the Fu Group is essentially the face of the group; they must be intelligent, outstanding, and perfectly generous.
He shouldn't be a cripple who has difficulty eating, drinking, and relieving himself.
Even if those board members didn't say anything on the surface, there were plenty of people secretly contacting other illegitimate children.
For Fu Jingzhou, the word "birthday" was nothing short of a nightmare.
In the past, no one dared to celebrate his birthday, but now, looking into the boy's bright eyes, he said nothing, instead curving his lips into a smile, "Then thank you, Nan Nannan."
"Of course, of course." Jiang Nan's eyes were curved, and her pink hair was very fluffy.
Fu Jingzhou subconsciously moved his fingers and said, "May I touch your head?"
"Sure."
Jiang Nan obediently lowered his head. The man reached out and touched his pink hair, his long, slender, white fingers slipping into the boy's hair and gently stroking it.
If possible, he still hopes that Jiang Nan will not celebrate his birthday anymore.
To avoid letting his bad luck affect him.
Although letting Jiang Nan go would be a better protection, he wouldn't even consider that possibility.
He could let go of the little white cat he raised as a child because it begged and wagged its tail at others, but Jiang Nan wouldn't.
He surpasses millions.
"I didn't buy a cake, and you don't really like sweets, so I made longevity noodles. I'll go get them for you." Jiang Nan said, then hurried off to the kitchen.
He wore green frog slippers and brought out a bowl of steaming noodles. " Zhouzhou, happy birthday!"
Fu Jingzhou remained silent for a long time.
He has always been an overly reserved person, unable to say "I love you" easily. But right now, even the word "thank you" is stuck in his throat, and he can't say it for a long time.
Because he didn't want to admit that he would actually shed tears over a bowl of longevity noodles.
Finally, he hummed in agreement.
The two finished their meal in silence. As Jiang Nan ate, he thought to himself, "He's really a genius. He managed to make someone eat his first meal."
Jiang Nan ate at the orphanage when he was a child, ate at school when he grew up, and ordered takeout after he started working because the small apartment he rented really didn't have a kitchen.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Nan hesitated for a moment before saying, " Zhouzhou, I have some good news for you."
The man lowered his eyelids and asked, "What good news?"
"Very good news." Jiang Nan seriously.
Although this news was not good for him, it was definitely good news for Fu Jingzhou.
[etc.]
The Little Black Ball, which had been lying quietly for half a day, suddenly came to life. It stretched out its thin little arms and said, "[I request to leave this suffocating environment. I'm going back to the second floor.]"
After 771 finished speaking, small wings sprouted from its back, and it flew up to the second floor with a "whoosh".
Jiang Kounan's brain is truly beyond saving; he can turn proposing a divorce into good news.
Seeing Jiang Nan staring at the sky, Fu Jingzhou followed his gaze with some confusion.
I didn't see anything.
He pursed his lips and waved his hand in front of Jiang Nan: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing much." Jiang Nan quickly snapped back to reality. When his eyes met Fu Jingzhou's, he suddenly felt a little reluctant to continue. "How about I tell you later?"
After saying this, Jiang Nan was about to stand up when Fu Jingzhou reached out and pressed his shoulder, his tone gentle and indulgent. "Say it now, it'll make me happy too."
Jiang Nan sat back down on the stool, took a deep breath, lowered her eyelids, stared at her knees, her fingers digging into the slightly stiff fabric of her jeans. Her voice was a little soft. " Zhouzhou, let's get a divorce."