After eating Su brocade, he got up.


    "I you can not, but you don''t want to know, do you have an industry in the imperial capital?" Fu Siming said this sentence faintly while eating breakfast.


    Su Jin was frozen in place by lightning. She looked at Fu Sishui with bright eyes: "what do you say, my assets?"


    "Yes, your assets."


    Su Jin asked curiously, "what assets do I have?"


    "That''s a lot." With a confused look on his face, Fu Siming deliberately pretended to be surprised and counted: "when you were 18, you established a laboratory, established Jincheng Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. in a year, and bought a piece of land when you were 20. You also said that your future wish is to establish a super large hospital to benefit mankind, There are many large and small industries. In short, the number is huge. "


    Fu Siming''s words surprised Su Jin''s mouth.


    She looked at Fu Siming in disbelief and asked eagerly, "I, am I not an orphan? Where did you come from so many industries? Shouldn''t you lie to me?"


    "Not only these, but you also have Fu''s shares. The old man also bought a villa for you. I heard you even have a private plane."


    Su brocade is completely mysterious. She turned into a local tyrant overnight. This gap is too difficult for people to adapt to.


    "Then am I not a rich woman?" Su Jin asked in a low voice, while secretly observing Fu Siming''s look, trying to find out his joking look.


    Unfortunately, he looked calm and not joking at all.


    Because Fu Siming took out a good book, all of which were real estate and assets under the name of Sujin.


    The more you look at it, the more excited you are.


    My God, she''s so rich.


    When he was happy, the book in his hand was suddenly taken away by Fu Siming.


    "What are you doing? It''s mine." Su Jin is upset and reaches for it. This man really hates it.


    Fu Sihui put his hand behind his back and said with a smile, "these are only a small part. You still have a large part locked in the safe of the bank, as well as various account numbers and passwords of your company. Do you remember?"


    Like a basin of cold water, the brocade stood in place and shook its head.


    Without those accounts and passwords, she was like facing a gold mine, with only her hands but no way to dig it out.


    "So, you should try to remember, do you know." Fu Sishui touched her head and followed her persuasive way.


    Su Jin''s face wrinkled into balsam pear: "but I just can''t remember. What should I do?"


    "It doesn''t matter if you can''t remember. As long as you stay with the people you used to know best, I think those will be remembered slowly."


    The smile on Su Jin''s face suddenly disappeared. She finally understood Fu Siming''s painstaking efforts. After telling her so much, it was still a routine.


    Let her go back to Fu''s house and accept him.


    His arm could not twist his thigh. Su Jin had no choice but to go home with Fu Siming.


    First, she was worried about the steamed stuffed bun. Second, she also wanted to know how many assets she had.


    "Mommy, you''re back." When Fu Jinyan saw Su Jin, he opened his little hand and ran towards her.


    Su Jin squatted down and kissed him gently on the face. The little guy immediately frowned and smiled.


    "Mommy, I miss you so much." Fu Jinyan walked around in Su Jin''s arms like a kitten. Su Jin simply picked him up, but Fu Jinyan said nothing and insisted on going down to the ground.


    "What''s the matter, Yanyan?" Su Jin asked, "isn''t it good for mommy to take you home?"


    Fu Jinyan stubbornly shook his head: "my father said I was a little man. How can I let girls hold me? It hurts my self-esteem."


    His fat little arms folded together, proudly pursed his lips, and felt that his male dignity had been insulted.


    Su Jin puffed and laughed, lit his small nose and said with a smile, "you''re only five years old. Mommy, it''s okay to hold it."


    "No, no, you''ll be laughed at." On the issue of dignity, Fu Jinyan adhered to his principles and said he would not let him hold.


    However, Su Jin had to go by him.


    Looking at his stubborn little back, Su Jin suddenly felt that her nose was a little sour.


    He''s only five years old. He has to bear so much.


    "Why, heartache?" Fu Sihui looked at the front gently. Fu Jinyan''s small body was printed in his dark eyes, which was so weak.


    But his straight back made Fu Siming very happy.


    His son is destined to be different from others.


    Su Jin''s heartache is true. He can''t help complaining about Fu Siming: "are you too strict with him?"


    "He is the future successor of Fu. He has owned more things than ordinary people since he was born. Naturally, he has to bear what ordinary people can''t bear, such as strength, independence and tenacity." Fu Siming''s words made Su Jin feel ashamed.


    She missed her son for five years, but Fu Siming taught her child so well. She was ashamed.


    Fu Jinyan is used to this kind of life. The arrival of mommy makes him feel that he is the happiest person in the world.


    After dinner, Su Jin wants to build blocks with Fu Jinyan to increase the relationship between mother and son.


    She found a box of building blocks and called Fu Jinyan over.


    "Shall we play together?" She tried to look like she liked to play, but Fu Jinyan tightened her eyebrows.


    "Mommy, I haven''t played this since I was three."


    Su Jin''s face showed a trace of loss: "ah, this way."


    She''s so stupid. She should have guessed when she saw the building blocks put aside for a long time.


    Fu Jinyan couldn''t bear to see her lost look: "but if mommy likes it, I can play with you for 15 minutes, because I have to have class later."


    "Class?" Su Jin subconsciously looked at the wall clock. Now it''s eight o''clock in the evening, but he has to have class.


    Fu Jinyan nodded: "yes, 45 minutes of French class. In addition, I have calligraphy, painting, fencing, riding and swimming on weekends."


    Listening to these courses, Su Jin thinks one is bigger than the other.


    More is heartache.


    No matter how strong Fu Jinyan is, he is only a five-year-old child. Can he afford to learn so much at once?


    Fu Jinyan patted his chest / breast and said like a little adult, "what''s wrong with this? Mommy, you don''t have to accompany me. If you''re sleepy, go to bed first."


    "How can I do that? I can''t rest assured that you have classes alone." Su Jin insisted on accompanying Fu Jinyan. Although Fu Jinyan said it didn''t matter, his heart was full of happiness.


    Fortunately, the school is not far from home, and there is a driver to pick up, otherwise Su Jin will be distressed to death.


    The mother and son went to evening classes hand in hand. Fu Sihui stood at the door and looked at the figure of their mother and son leaving, with a smile on his face.


    "Send two more people to follow to ensure the safety of the young grandmother and the young master." Fu Siming said to the bodyguard in the dark.


    The bodyguard answered and then went down to arrange.