Chapter 15 A Mess

The villa of the Qiao family was in a mess because of Fu Jingzhe's mischief.

Qiao Shengnian and Zhang Rong sat on the sofa, bearing their anger, while Qiao Tingting screamed with the broken dress in her hands

"This is the dress I bought last month, and it is the latest style in Paris. You..."

Leaning against the sofa, Fu Jingzhe stepped on the table in the living room with his two soft feet and sneered, "So what? What can you do to me? Don't you want to threaten mommy to go on a blind date with me? Do you dare to touch me?"

Qiao Shengnian and Zhang Rong looked at each other, with anger in their eyes, but there was nothing they could do.

Qiao Xi had always been unruly and dismissive of the Qiao family. Only this child was her weakness.

If they hadn't found out where Qiao Xi lived and robbed the kid, they wouldn't have forced her to give in.

But...

Zhang Rong and Qiao Tingting thought to themselves, 'As long as I can let Qiao Xi marry Zhang Zhen, She will live a worse life than death. By that time, even this bastard will die, and I can vent my anger on him.'

However, as time went by, they still didn't get any news from Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Rong and Qiao Tingting couldn't wait any longer.

When she was about to ask, the butler came in in a hurry and reported, "President, Mr. Fu wants to see you."

"Mr. Fu?" Which Mr. Fu?

In A City, named Fu and could tell them what to do and order them to do

"Fu Qingyu?"

Butler replied in a trembling voice, "Yes, I heard that Zhang Zhen offended Mr. Fu and was arrested."

Hearing this, both Zhang Rong and Qiao Shengnian stood up in a hurry.

What? Did Zhang Zhen offend Fu Qingyu?

He was the CEO of the Fu group. Although he had been working abroad, they had heard of Fu Qingyu's name.

He had run a commercial empire like the Fu group at such a young age, worth hundreds of billions, and was even more shrewd in business.

How could Zhang Zhen offend such a horrible person?

With a cold sweat on his head, he replied, "I... I'll be right there..."

Butler stopped him again and added, "Mr. Fu also asked us to take Miss Qiao's son to there..."

With a sullen face, he glared at Zhang Rong and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Take this bastard away!"

Fu Jingzhe, who was playing happily in the living room, turned into a bitter face when he heard his father's name.

Why is Dad here? And he even asked him to go there?

Did... Did dad already know that he had exchanged his identity with that little brother?

No, he didn't want to go back to face his father. He just wanted to live a happy life with his mother.

When they arrived at the restaurant with Zhang Rong and Fu Jingzhe, they only saw a lot of people surrounding the restaurant from a distance.

But because the bodyguards were guarding outside, no one dared to approach.

They pushed through the crowd and bowed to the man sitting in the middle. "Mr. Fu... What can I do for you?"

Fu Qingyu sat upright on the chair and was about to say something, but he noticed the child behind them.

The familiar eyebrows and eyes were as unruly as the little demon.

If he was not their son, then who was he?

At the sight of her son, Qiao Xi rushed to him, crying, "Son, are you okay?"

"Fu Qingyu"