NFBE Chapter 14: King of Pop 13
Chapter 14: King of Pop 13
As soon as Wen Shuyi finished speaking, he realized that his tone was too strong.
In fact, she has already realized the problems between herself and her son, but she is used to being strong and it is difficult to change it all at once.
I wanted to say a few soft words to ease the situation, but I didn't know how to start.
Hearing Su Qinghua's words, which seemed to be completely for the sake of his son but were actually meant to sow discord, Wen Shuyi's expression turned cold again.
She was ready for another war with her son.
Unexpectedly, her son was so well-behaved and obedient, and said that he would let her make all the decisions.
Wen Shuyi was extremely surprised and a little bit unbelievable: "You really listen to your mother?"
"What else?" Fu Bai picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for Wen Shuyi, "Your legal team is the 'Pizza Hut of South Beijing'. With them around, I can focus on making music."
Wen Shuyi was very pleased to see that Fu Bai really understood the significance of his actions.
But after thinking about it, she added: "You can tell me if you have any ideas. As long as it is beneficial to you, I will agree."
Fu Bai nodded: "That also requires my mother to check for me."
For a moment, the mother and son were so happy together, as if the estrangement of many years had never existed.
Such a scene was definitely not something Su Qinghua would like to see, but in this situation, no matter what he said, his purpose would be too obvious.
"dad."
Fu Bai's voice brought Su Qinghua back to his senses, and he subconsciously looked at Fu Bai.
Fu Bai picked up a piece of bitter melon for him and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"
"I am fine."
Su Qinghua forced a smile.
He was thinking about something and didn't notice that Fu Bai picked up the bitter melon for him, which he hated the most. He put it into his mouth and his face was immediately distorted by the bitterness.
But his heart is now more bitter than this bitter gourd.
"What are you still standing there for?" Fu Bai glared at Su Qinghua and other servants, "Can't you see how much pain my father is in? Help him down and let him rest."
Seeing Su Qinghua's face wrinkled and in pain, the servant hurried forward and said nervously, "Sir, what's wrong with you? I'll help you to rest."
Su Qinghua wanted to refuse, but as soon as he opened his mouth he choked on his own saliva and started coughing continuously.
The servant thought Su Qinghua was feeling even more uncomfortable, so he quickly helped him up and half-carried and half-supported him towards the elevator.
Looking at Su Qinghua's slightly embarrassed back, Fu Bai smiled like a child who had successfully played a prank, with joy in his fox eyes.
Wen Shuyi couldn't help laughing when he saw this.
But I also felt my eyes getting hot and my chest feeling sore and swollen.
Gu Jixing couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub his graying hair, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Without Su Qinghua, the dinner table was much more harmonious.
Master bedroom on the second floor.
Su Qinghua, who was helped back by the servant to rest, couldn't sit still. After seeing the servant leave, he took out his cell phone and made a call.
The call was answered quickly.
Su Qinghua couldn't wait to say to the person on the other end of the phone, "Xiu Ze, didn't you say you had already convinced Han Xiaojin to be Jin Han's music producer? Why did he find Su Fubai?"
"If Han Xiaojin and Su Fubai reach a cooperation, what will Jinhan do?"
Han Xiaojin is a gold medal producer in the industry and a well-known perfectionist. He only helps produce an album once or twice a year.
If he cooperated with Su Fubai this year, Su Jinhan would have no chance.
This year is also the first year of Su Jinhan's debut. Their original plan was to let Han Xiaojin help Su Jinhan produce his first album, so that he could make a big splash.
This is the script that Su Qinghua and Gu Xiu Ze wrote for Su Jinhan.
And now, the script is about to be snatched away by Su Fubai.
Su Qinghua was very anxious.
I don’t know what Gu Xiu Ze said, but Su Qinghua’s expression visibly eased, and he finally smiled and said, “Then I’ll trouble you, Xiu Ze.”
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No one else knew what Su Qinghua and Gu Xiu Ze talked about on the phone.
Downstairs, the family gathered together and chatted for a while after dinner. Wen Shuyi went back to the study first because he had some official business to deal with.
Fu Bai sat on the sofa, hooked the corner of Gu Jixing's suit pants with his foot, and raised his chin slightly: "I'll have someone take you home."
It was obvious that they had no intention of returning to their wedding room.
Gu Jixing was not surprised.
There were no signs of anyone having lived in their wedding room, and the composing facilities were not as complete as those in the Su family's villa. It was understandable that Fu Bai didn't want to go back.
I wonder if it’s too late to start redecorating the wedding room now?
Whatever the Su family villa has, their wedding house must have. Whatever the Su family villa does not have, their wedding house must also have.
As long as Fu Bai lives comfortably, she shouldn't think about going back to her parents' home every day.
"Gu Jixing, I'm talking to you."
Seeing that Gu Jixing didn't respond to him, Fu Bai poked his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair with his finger.
Gu Jixing held Fu Bai's hand with his backhand: "No need."
Fu Bai raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Can you go back by yourself?"
Gu Jixing played with Fu Bai's hand. His fingers were long and slender, with round fingertips, and they were rosy with a hint of pink.
Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, he raised his pale hand, placed it to his lips, and gave him a passionate kiss.
Gu Jixing: "I've asked Chen He to pack the luggage and send it over. I'll live here with you."
It doesn't matter if Fu Bai is thinking about her mother's home.
If the mountains don’t belong to me, then I will belong to the mountains.
Gu Jixing inserted his fingers into Fu Bai's fingers and interlocked theirs. He stared at Fu Bai and asked softly, "Fu Bai is unwilling?"
Without waiting for Fu Bai to answer, Gu Jixing lowered his eyelids. Although the tone of his voice remained the same, a sense of pity inexplicably emerged from it.
"I made a big mistake in Gu's company and have been expelled. If you don't take me in, Fubai, I really might have nowhere to go."
748 was amazed in Fu Bai’s sea of consciousness. He could even smell the scent of tea on Gu Jixing’s body.
748: [Fubai, you don’t really feel sorry for Gu Jixing, do you?]
748: [He is the strongest villain in the original story who almost brought down the protagonist. The assets under his name are several times more valuable than Gu's. How could he be homeless! ]
748: [He is just playing a pity game with you, don't be fooled! ]
748 kept reminding Fu Bai in his sea of consciousness.
Fu Bai's focus was misplaced.
He asked with great interest: "Oh? He almost brought down the protagonist? What happened to him?"
748 was silent for a moment before he slowly said:
748: [Isn't his legs disabled? Because he didn't take good care of them, they became infected. If he wants to live, he should have had his legs amputated.]
[But at that time, he was in the critical period of dealing with the main character. If he performed the amputation surgery and then recuperated after the surgery, it would give the main character a chance to catch his breath, so he temporarily postponed the amputation surgery. ]
[During that time, his body's resistance was reduced and he accidentally caught a cold.]
[The cold caused viral encephalitis, and he died despite failed rescue efforts.]
[He is a member of the Gu family. After his death, his estate will be inherited by the old man of the Gu family.]
[In the end, Gu Xiu Ze became the head of the Gu family, and thus took control of all the businesses under his name, becoming the richest man in Country C.]
Fu Bai sighed and concluded, "So in this small world, the villain who almost defeated the protagonist died of a cold?"
748: [It sounds ridiculous, but it is true.]