Chapter 1264 Jiang Chengyuan Passed Away

"When Yuanyuan grows to the age of my brother, she can eat two bowls with him! But we have already had lunch, and now our parents will make us biscuits and egg tarts. Yuanyuan can eat two egg tarts in a while, okay?" !”

As soon as she talked to Yuanyuan, Tuantuan's talkativeness slipped away.

Yuanyuan seemed to think carefully for a moment, nodded and said the word "good" that she had just learned.

Lin Nuan was amused by the two children: "Can they really understand each other?!"

Fu Huaian smiled and shook his head: "I don't know."

As soon as he finished answering, Fu Huaian's cell phone rang at the corner of the counter.

Fu Huaian glanced at it, took out a tissue, wiped his hands and put it to his ear: "What's wrong with Xiao Lu?!"

Fu Huaian doesn't go to the company these days. Xiao Lu sorts out the company's affairs and brings them to Fu's house at night for Fu Huaian to handle.

The meeting is also held in the form of video conference.

"Sir, a lawyer claiming to be Mr. Jincheng Jiang contacted me and asked me to tell you that your biological father, Mr. Jiang Chengyuan, has passed away. He left all the inheritance in his will to the young master Tuantuan. As a guardian, you need to handle it. formalities."

Fu Huaian was slightly startled when he heard the news.

Although Fu Huaian didn't have much affection for Jiang Chengyuan, when he suddenly heard the news of Jiang Chengyuan's death, his heart inevitably fluctuated...

This is probably the magic of blood relations.

"Sir..." Xiao Lu didn't hear Fu Huaian's reply. He originally wanted to say something to protect Fu Huaian, but he felt that Fu Huaian had not contacted his biological father for many years. In the past, Xiao Lu heard Mrs. Fu mention the death of Fu Huaian's mother. So I didn’t say the word condolences, I just said, “Why don’t I go to Jincheng to handle this matter?!”

Fu Huaian lowered his eyes and responded in a low voice: "I will handle this matter myself, and you can work with peace of mind."

"Yes sir."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Nuan, who was using a mold to shape small biscuits, turned around and asked Fu Huaian: "What's wrong?! Did something happen?!"

Fu Huaian smiled at Lin Nuan, glanced at the two children who were still talking seriously, and said with a smile: "Little things..."

Fu Huaian washed his hands again and came back to knead the cookie dough.

Lin Nuan knew that something was wrong with Fu Huaian, but he was afraid that it would be hard to tell in front of the two children, so he didn't ask any more questions.

When he was a child, Fu Huaian had no expectations for his father's love. He had...but after being disappointed many times, Fu Huaian no longer looked forward to it.

Perhaps it is because of his childhood experience that he has been trying to be a happy father. At least he has to let his two children know every day that their father... loves them deeply.

When Fu Huaian looked towards the two children, the two children also happened to look towards Fu Huaian.

The children's pupils are as pure and clean as if they have been washed, and are full of healing.

Fu Huaian raised the corners of his lips and asked Tuantuan: "Do you want Tuantuan to try making cookies with cookie molds?!"

"Can I?!" Tuantuan stood up, full of surprise.

The corners of Lin Nuan's lips curled up: "Of course you can, mom is here to teach you!"

Fu Huaian washed his hands and picked up his daughter. He stepped on a small stool and stood next to the counter. He followed Lin Nuan's example and used a mold to press the dough. When the mold was removed, it looked like a small biscuit.

Tuantuan smiled happily, looked up and asked Yuanyuan, who was held in Fu Huaian's arms: "Yuanyuan...what kind of biscuits do you want to eat, brother can make them for you!"

Yuanyuan stared at the small cookie mold, stretched out her fat white hands and grabbed what she wanted in the air.

"This?!" Tuantuan asked as he picked up a mold.

Yuanyuan still made the same grabbing motion, and Tuantuan picked up the bear mold again: "This?!"

Yuanyuan grabbed the mold and put it in her mouth. Lin Nuan hurriedly snatched the mold off and flicked Yuanyuan's forehead with a smile: "What a snack, this is not a biscuit. I will finish the exam in a while and let me eat it." ?!"

Seeing her mother, Yuanyuan extended her little paws to her mother again: "Hug...hug...hug..."

There was no meal prepared, so Lin Nuan could only hold Yuanyuan in her arms and watch Fu Huaian and Tuantuan and his son making cookies together.

That day, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan had a lot of fun. Before the cookies were baked, the two children had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

Lin Nuan and Fu Huaian placed their children upstairs. After coming out of the children's room, Lin Nuan asked Fu Huaian what happened when they were baking pancakes in the kitchen today.

Lin Nuan held Fu Huaian's arm and looked up at Fu Huaian.

Fu Huaian smiled, raised his hand to clasp the back of Lin Nuan's head, placed a kiss on her forehead, pulled his careful little wife into his arms, and said: "There is news from Jincheng that... Jiang Chengyuan has passed away. "

Lin Nuan was startled...

Jiang Chengyuan, Fu Huaian's biological father.

Lin Nuan didn't say a word. He put his hands around Fu Huaian's narrow waist and gently stroked his strong and broad back.

Fu Huaian laughed softly: "I'm fine..."

Lin Nuan hugged Fu Huaian harder: "Then...are we going to Jincheng?!"

"If you and the child don't go, I'll go..." Fu Huaian said.

Lin Nuan raised his head and looked up at Fu Huaian, with worry in his eyes, but that was Fu Huaian's biological father... How could Lin Nuan stop him.

"I'll go back quickly!" Fu Huaian put Lin Nuan's broken hair behind his ears and whispered, "Take good care of the two children."

Lin Nuan nodded, put her small hand on the back of Fu Huaian's big hand, turned her head and kissed Fu Huaian's palm gently, and asked, "When are you leaving?!"

"I'll go on the day of the funeral and come back the same day."

…

That night, Fu Huaian had insomnia.

He hugged Lin Nuan, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and looked out the window…

Fu Huaian’s memory of Jiang Chengyuan was a little vague, and the more he thought about it, the more vague it became.

Those memories seemed to disappear in Fu Huaian’s mind along with Jiang Chengyuan’s death.

The next morning, the two children were still asleep. Lin Nuan sent Fu Huaian to the door. After tidying up the collar of Fu Huaian’s shirt, she repeatedly reminded Fu Huaian to pay attention to safety.

Fu Huaian smiled and nodded, lowered his head to kiss Lin Nuan’s lips and her forehead, and hugged her in his arms: "I will be home before dinner at the latest."

"What do you want to eat?!" Lin Nuan raised her head from Fu Huaian's arms and asked with a smile, "I will prepare it in the evening, and Tuantuan will help."

"I love everything you cook!" Fu Huaian's words were not perfunctory.

Lin Nuan smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Leaving Fu's house early in the morning, Fu Huaian arrived in Jincheng at more than ten o'clock.

Because Jiang Mingan was a close friend of Xie Jingqiu and his group, Xie Jingqiu and Su Nian, who never liked to appear in public, also came to Jiang Chengyuan's funeral.

Tang Xi and You Jiaxin, Feng Yuan, Ran Dongsheng, Lu Yunhang and Qin Xiaofan, Ji Zibai and Xie Jingqian, and Lu Yunfan were all there.