Fu Hanzheng glared at him and walked towards the study upstairs.
"Come here."
Fu Shiqin pursed his lips and followed Fu Hanzheng with his nephew, whispering to him as they walked, "Youyou, you must not be as annoying as your father when you grow up."
Gu Weiwei passed by the stairs and looked up.
"Fu Shiqin, I heard that!"
Fu Shiqin laughed dryly and carried Youyou upstairs to the study. Then he placed his nephew on Fu Hanzheng's desk so that he could play with him.
"What is it? Couldn't you wait until after dinner?"
With the little bun in his arms and dinner waiting for him, he was not in the mood to talk about work.
"Do you know about Old Master Qin's birthday?" Fu Hanzheng said coldly.
Fu Shiqin said distractedly as he was holding his nephew, "Oh my gosh, every birthday of the elders is always like this. Our family hosts ours here and their family does the hosting there."