Mrs. Lian was just talking about the secret of the Fu family, and now her face turned white.


    "Fu Tai."


    Ye minqiu''s smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he gently patted her on the shoulder: "Mr. Lian told me yesterday that he would participate in our Fu family''s bid for the development of inner island."


    Mrs. Lian quickly compensated with a smile: "yes Yes


    Ye minqiu a corner of the mouth, "let even total no trouble, this project has been decided to undertake the company."


    Then, with a cold face, she took her God like son, lifted her chin slightly, maintained her usual arrogance, and left in front of those broad ladies.


    When Mrs. Lian''s legs softened, someone reached for her and whispered, "tell me about you. This is a charity dinner held by the Fu family. You have to say something about ye minqiu here."


    Even his wife sweating: "you don''t remind me."


    "We didn''t notice either."


    Mrs. Lian was completely flustered. She said hello and let her husband lose a huge project. If it reached her husband''s ears, it would be over.


    She found a rich man who could say two words around ye minqiu. "Can you give me a good word with Fu Tai? I have no intention, too


    That broad too then seeks ye minqiu, ye lady is cold and resolute, "have no room to discuss."


    The wife was completely dead.


    A few days later, there was another big gossip in Haicheng. In his 40s, Mr. Lian wanted to divorce his wife. The power of Lian''s family was not as powerful as Fu''s, and the media could be said to have been following him in a frenzy.


    Fu''s melons dare not eat.


    Do you dare not eat your melon?


    This is later.


    Now in the cruise ship compartment, ye minqiu sits on the sofa and presses his temple. Ye Minchun comes here and complains about his sister''s injustice.


    "Fu Xianyuan didn''t treat you well before he died. Now he''s not here. He''s going to implicate you to be stabbed on the back to discuss. I''m really pissed off..."


    Ye minqiu did not have time to stop her, she saw her son push the door and enter.


    Ye Minchun''s heart was a thump, whispered to her sister: "why is Nanli here? Didn''t they all take part in it before? "


    Ye minqiu: "he didn''t trust me, so he came together."


    Ye Minchun smiles awkwardly at Fu Nanli. In any case, Fu Xianyuan is Fu Nanli''s father. When she speaks ill of his father, Nanli is always unhappy.


    "Well, I still have social activities outside, so I went out first."


    "Drink a little, and they don''t have to worry about what they say," he said


    Ye minqiu sneered, "do you think I care about gossip? At that time, when your father just left, how much pressure did I bear to become the person in charge of Zhonghuan? Which of those old men convinced me? Which one doesn''t arrange me in the back? Your grandfather was immersed in the pain of losing his son and had no energy to help me. I didn''t have the strength to carry it all by myself. I didn''t collapse at that time, and I won''t even collapse now. "


    Fu Nanli put his hand on her shoulder and patted her gently, "I sent someone to check the matter in those years."


    Ye minqiu trembled.


    She still underestimated her son.


    She thought that Nanli society, like her, would rather be a turtle with a shrinking head when it comes to Fu Xianyuan''s reputation. If she didn''t check it, she would not find out how bad the reality was.


    Her son is still more powerful than her, whether the truth is dark or not, he is ready to face it.