President, the deceased lady has three more children

Chapter 555 I regret it. I like you, I care about you, I love you (Page 12)

No, it's not just sharp; there's also resentment hidden behind that sharpness.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, Nanxing still noticed that something was wrong with the old woman.

"Sister-in-law, are these your three adorable grandchildren? These two boys really look exactly like Yun Chuan, they're so cute."

The old lady looked at the three children with a smile, but no matter how Nanxing looked at her, the smile seemed jarring.

Grandma Fu and her mother smiled and agreed, while instructing the housekeeper and Aunt Wang to take the three children home.

Even Madam Fu gave Nanxing a look, signaling her to go inside with her. Only Old Madam Fu was left there to deal with the old woman.

"Yes, they are my three lovely grandchildren. Didn't you say you had things to do? Then go back first, I still need to spend time with the children, so I won't talk to you any longer."

After finishing her sentence, Grandma Fu didn't wait for a reply and turned to find Nanxing and the children.

Nanxing glanced back and saw that the old lady had already gotten into the car and left.

"Mom, who was that person just now?" Nanxing asked Fu's mother directly, remembering the look the old lady had given her earlier.

"She's the concubine of Grandpa Yunchuan's younger brother, that is, the concubine of Second Grandpa Yunchuan. According to seniority, she's Second Grandmother," Madam Fu explained to Nanxing.

"Yun Chuan's second grandfather is an illegitimate child. He's been raised outside and never allowed to come back before, so it's normal that you didn't know. The person just now was Yun Chuan's second grandfather's concubine, a mistress who rose to power."

Don't be fooled by her smiling face; she's not that simple. Ignore her if you see her again; just pretend you don't know her. She's nothing but a lowly mistress.

Grandma Fu, who came up later, added some words.

If Fu Yunchuan hadn't reminded them to be careful of visiting relatives and friends that day, she wouldn't have planned to let anyone in.

Nanxing didn't ask any more questions after hearing what Grandma Fu said, and simply helped the old lady into the living room.

It was Qinbao and Zebao's first time visiting the old house. Qinbao was very surprised and delighted, her big, watery eyes taking it all in.

Ze Bao was also a little curious, but his curiosity was a calm one; he simply observed with his eyes and didn't show any surprise.

Mu Bao had been here once before, so she wasn't that curious.

Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu had already decorated the house, and there were obviously many more children's items.

Nanxing took the three children for a walk around the old house. When they got tired, they returned to the living room and sat down. The housekeeper brought out the snacks, sweet soup, juice, and fresh fruit that had been prepared in advance.

The food was not only fresh, but also beautifully presented.

Taking advantage of the moment she sat down, Nanxing checked the pulses of both the old lady and Mama Fu, and only after confirming that there were no problems with their health did she hand over the sachet she was carrying.

"Grandma, Mom, these are two herbs that can help you sleep better. Just hang them by your bedside; they can help you fall asleep."

The two held the sachets with great care, responding with smiles in their eyes, "Okay, okay."

Nanxing glanced at the two of them, then at the three children who were eating obediently, and finally took out the divorce agreement.

She had already told the children about this, so there was no need to hide it now.

"Mom, please give this to Fu Yunchuan when he comes back and have him sign it as soon as possible. I don't want things to get too ugly later."

When Mrs. Fu took it, she was taken aback when she saw the words "divorce agreement," then sighed and agreed.

"Okay, I'll give it to him for you. I'll go to his company later to get his signature. I haven't seen him since that banquet."

Actually, it's quite normal that Fu Yunchuan is too busy with work and you can't see him for a few days. It's been a common occurrence in the past, and even now, Fu's mother is just saying it casually.

But for some reason, Nanxing's heart skipped a beat after hearing this, and a sense of unease quickly swept over her.

She didn't investigate further, simply assuming it was because she hadn't slept well for the past two days.

Bringing the divorce agreement to Fu's mother was also for her own selfish reasons. She didn't want to see Fu Yunchuan and knew that Fu Yunchuan wouldn't sign it, so having Fu's mother go would give them a better chance.

"Why don't you just give it to me?" Fu Yunchuan's voice came from behind him, and he walked up to Nanxing and asked her again.

"Why didn't you just give it to me? Or call me? Don't you want to see me that much? Don't you want to be so unwilling to even talk to me, and even have this so-called divorce agreement handed over to someone else?"

"If I bring it to you in person, will you sign it?" Nanxing calmly looked up at him.

"No." His answer remained unwavering; he would rather die than sign.

Divorce? Never.

"If I can't do it, why should I bother?" Nanxing retorted, then suddenly smiled, though there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.

"If you say yes, I'll hand it to you right away, as long as you sign it."

Fu Yunchuan felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw her smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"What right do you have to threaten my mommy? What gives you the right to threaten her? Who do you think you are? She can't just do whatever she wants. You're the last person who has the right to interfere with her thoughts!"

Ze Bao's voice rang out from behind Fu Yunchuan, and these words pierced Fu Yunchuan's heart like a needle.

"That's right, what gives you the right to threaten my mommy? How can you be so annoying? You've done so many things to wrong my mommy, so what if she wants a divorce? Isn't wanting a divorce normal?"

Mu Bao jumped off the sofa and ran to Nan Xing's side, looking up at Fu Yun Chuan with a defiant expression.

Fu Yunchuan looked down at him.

"Zebao, Mubao, Qinbao, you and Great-Grandma and Grandma go to offer incense to Grandpa. Mommy has to go out first, and I'll come back to pick you up this afternoon, just like I told you at home, understand?"

Nanxing pulled Mubao to the front, gently rubbed her head, and soothed the children.

She then looked at Grandma Fu and her mother and said, "Grandma, Mom, you take the children with you. I'll come back to pick them up this afternoon or evening."

Grandma Fu and Mama Fu nodded; they didn't want the children to get involved in the affairs between the two adults.

The three children, however, were somewhat unwilling.

Qinbao ran towards Nanxing, saying, "Mommy, we're worried about you! We're afraid this big bad guy will bully you!"

Fu Yunchuan looked at Qinbao, whose hair was tied up in a bun. Her little face was still small enough to be slapped by him, and her watery eyes were full of dissatisfaction with him.

His heart ached with a mixture of tenderness and pain. He lowered his head and said softly, "I will never bully your mother. Instead, I will protect her and you."

Qinbao rolled her eyes: "Nonsense! I don't believe it!"

"Qinbao, go on, go with Great-Grandma and Grandma to offer incense to Grandpa. Remember to introduce yourselves to Grandpa properly, okay?"

Nanxing had Mu Bao hold Qin Bao's hand, and then looked at Ze Bao, who had been silent.

Ze Bao pursed her lips, looking at me with some concern.

"Zebao, don't worry, Mommy will handle it. Trust Mommy, okay?" Nanxing understood Qinbao's unspoken worries.

She knew the children were worried, but she also didn't want them to see her conversation with Fu Yunchuan.

She knew the conversation that was about to begin would not go smoothly.

"Zebao, don't worry, Grandma promises you that Fu Yunchuan won't do anything to your mommy, okay?"

Fu's mother patted Ze Bao's head. She didn't force the children to call him "Dad," but instead followed their wishes and called him Fu Yun Chuan directly.

Zebao pursed its lips, looked at Qinbao and Mubao, and then walked over and took one in each hand.

"Okay, Mommy, we'll be good."

The old lady and the housekeeper led the three children toward the back garden, where there was a detached villa, which was the ancestral hall of the Fu family.

Fu's mother lagged a few steps behind, deliberately walked up to Fu Yunchuan, and slammed the divorce agreement onto him.

"Sign properly later, don't cause any trouble. If you upset Nanxing or make the children sad, I'll never forgive you."

Fu's mother turned to look at Nanxing, her voice much gentler.

"Mom still supports all your decisions, just like before."

Nanxing hummed in agreement, "Thank you, Mom."

Mrs. Fu smiled gently at her before walking towards the back garden.

The moment she turned around, her eyes welled up with tears.

She knew what her two children would talk about and do next. As a mother, both children were her flesh and blood, and she would feel pain no matter which one was hurt.

However, she couldn't help either side with this matter; she could only let the two of them resolve it themselves.

In the living room, all the servants had left, leaving only Nanxing sitting and Fu Yunchuan standing against the light.

Fu Yunchuan clutched the contract that his mother had slapped onto him, and glanced at it a few times.

His heart ached terribly when he saw the words "divorce agreement," and when he saw the terms that he didn't want anything and only wanted to leave with nothing but his three children, his fingertips turned white.

“I’ve said it before, there’s no possibility of divorce. I can give you an answer about what happened six years ago, and I can also prove that I didn’t do it. I’ve also explained Lu Mingzhu’s matter to you. I used to think that she saved me, which is why I treated her so differently.”

"Now that many things have been resolved, give me a little more time, and I will lay all the answers out in front of you. Can't you... not mention divorce?"

He lowered his head, one hand resting on the sofa, and leaned close to Nanxing. His question, "Can't we just not mention divorce?" sounded like he was aggrieved.

Nan Xing was slightly taken aback. The next second, she leaned back on the sofa, trying to create distance between them. Fu Yunchuan's posture was too ambiguous, making it impossible for her to get away even if she wanted to.

"Fu Yunchuan, what exactly do you want to do? Aren't you tired of acting like this? Just say what you want to say and do directly. Don't play the same old sentimental regret trick on me. I find it disgusting."

"If you really have any self-awareness as a father, then don't let your children see your two-faced nature."

She turned cold and said directly that she really didn't want to watch Fu Yunchuan act out his roles anymore.

As Nanxing finished speaking, Fu Yunchuan's face froze, his expression a mixture of sadness and anger.

"Do you still think I'm acting?" He gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into fists on the sofa, bitter and restrained emotions churning in his eyes.

"Haven't I said and done enough to you these past few days? Do you think that everything I said to you after recognizing you was just an act? That it was all for some purpose?"

"Otherwise what? Otherwise tell me, why did you do this?" Nanxing asked with a cold laugh, seemingly unconcerned.

"Okay, I'll tell you, it's because I regret it. I've regretted it since the time you had that accident six years ago. I regret that I shouldn't have brought up divorce with you, and I regret that I didn't see my own feelings for you clearly."

"Since you came back, everything I've said and everything I've done has been because I like you, I care about you, and I love you! It's never been an act. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Nanxing was taken aback by these words and stared at Fu Yunchuan, who was looking down.

Fu Yunchuan looked at Nanxing intently, making no attempt to hide his affection.

He hoped, longed, and prayed that Nanxing would understand the affection and love in his eyes.

The air seemed to be paused, so quiet that the two could almost hear each other breathing.