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chuanbei, the jing family, by the pond in the backyard
the setting sun hung on the horizon, teetering on the verge of collapse. it dyed most of the sky a brilliant orange-red, sprinkling a faint layer of rose gold powder on the fish pond.
ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the water, and jing hanchuanâs fishing rod shook. he raised his hand to reel in the line and quickly removed the fish. as he turned around, a white handkerchief was handed to him.
âthank you,â he said. jing hanchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him. he was indeed different from before. he actually knew how to pass him a handkerchief to wipe his hands.
this child had really grown up. he vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he always wore a yellow fishermanâs hat and carried a fishing rod over. now, he could also take charge of a team. he could only sigh at the passing of time.
âyouâre too kind.â
âi heard that youâre doing quite well in the company, and i even heard xingyaoâs brother-in-law praise you yesterday.â the uncle here was xu yao. he had inherited xu ruhaiâs company and had some business cooperation with fu qinyuan.
âitâs still the elders who take care of me.â
he appeared to be very humble and quietly gained a wave of favorable impression.
no one liked people who were too arrogant, especially jing hanchuan and the others. any arrogance in front of them was like playing with a big knife in front of the duke of guan.
âyouâre so busy with work, yet you still took time to come over. youâre really thoughtful.â jing hanchuan retracted the fishing line. it was dark and it was time to go back for dinner.
âitâs my duty. you know my dadâs personality. i donât know how i offended him, but he arranged a lot of work for me.â
âitâs something he would do.â jing hanchuan chuckled. â heâs always been like this. sometimes, he overthinks and wants to play tricks on you. he has all kinds of ways to make you collapse. â
âbut after so many years, iâm used to it.â
âitâs not easy for you either. thank you for your hard work.â
jing hanchuan was really interested in ridiculing fu chen.
having known each other for so long, she still had some complaints about a certain personâs dirty tricks. she even thought of secretly targeting her own child. she was quite promising.
â actually, my father treats me well too. itâs just that iâm under a lot of pressure to be born into a family like this. besides, my father is so outstanding. â fu qinyuan slowly picked up the fishing rod, looking a little tired.
jing hanchuan lifted his hand, picked up a date from a plate, and chewed it slowly.
it was true that the children of their families received a lot of attention from the moment they were born, so they were definitely under a lot of pressure.
if you werenât outstanding, others would say that you wouldnât be rich for more than three generations. if your child was raised to be useless, others would envy you if you were too outstanding. others would even complain, â you just have a good father! â
the pressure was indeed not small.
â in the past, when i was on vacation, i could come and fish with you if i wanted to relax. ever since you went abroad, itâs really difficult to find a place to relax. now, those reporters are everywhere. i donât feel unsafe anywhere. â
jing hanchuan patted him on the shoulder as he suddenly showed weakness.
it was really hard on him to be fu chenâs son.
âyou can come fishing even if iâm not at home. thereâs someone at home anyway.â
â actually, fishing is secondary. as long as iâm with someone, youâre not a businessman or an official, so itâs easier for me to be with you. â
this was the truth. jing hanchuan was only involved in investment and had nothing to do with the political and business world. he was living a carefree life.
he didnât like fu qinâs home before and couldnât bear to see him play. he had watched this child grow up, so it felt different to see him suddenly show weakness. he even thought that this child might as well not grow up and be as simple-minded as he was when he was young.
he was also a father. although fu qinyuan was not his son, his family had a good relationship with him. it would be a lie if he didnât feel touched by fu qinyuanâs behavior.
âsixth uncle,â
âwhat?â
âwhen iâm tired from work, can i come to you for fishing?â
a troublesome little ancestor suddenly showed weakness to you. as an elder, it was not good to reject him. in the past, he would come and go as he pleased and would not ask for your opinion at all.
jing hanchuan nodded. â you can call me sixth uncle. thereâs nothing i canât do. â
âiâve been here too much. sixth uncle, donât be annoyed.â
jing hanchuan bit on a date and thought to himself, â youâre so busy with work, how often can you come?
and it turned out that a certain someone could really come fishing every day, even more on time than his three meals a day.
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the two of them sat by the pond and chatted for a while. when the sky darkened, they packed up their fishing gear and walked into the house.
fu qinyuan had seen how his father tricked his grandfather, granduncle, and uncleâs family ... although this was the first time he had done it ...