Translator: 549690339
an hour later, in the capital of yunjin.
fu huan sat on the sofa and casually tied her hair into two ponytails. she was playing go on her phone while observing the people around her. she looked around and then her eyes fell on the photos scattered on the coffee table.
â... someone sent it here today. add this to the news.â song fengwan scrolled through the news on her tablet and placed it on the coffee table. she looked at fu qinyuan. â what are your thoughts after reading it? â
fu qinyuan was indeed looking for someone to keep an eye on that person, but it was not a close watch, after all, and his assistant, ji, was a newbie, so it was inevitable that there would be some oversight.
he even thought that the bait had been set for a few days, but the fish hadnât bitten the hook, so it might not cause any trouble.
he had never thought that she was preparing to kill him with a borrowed knife.
and with his motherâs hands?
â our families are very close, and we knew about you in advance. if you really had a secret relationship with a young lady, iâm afraid that my first impression of her would be bad if you showed me these photos. â
âdo you still want to enter our family in the future?â song fengwan scoffed. â iâm afraid itâll be difficult. â
âthis person is quite smart. he knows how to use my hand!â
song fengwan spoke for a long time, but seeing that fu qinyuan was not saying anything, she nudged the person beside her. â you should say something too. â
fu chen looked at the photo and only said, â âthe angle of the photo was chosen quite well.â
fu huan laughed and replied, â itâs still very clear. â
yan chi and huai sheng sat at the side, quietly eating their melon seeds. this was their familyâs private matter, and the two of them were not prepared to get involved at all.
huai sheng raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for yan chi. â this is a mint leaf from senior brother. i picked it myself and dried it. itâs warm and friendly. â
âthank you. nanjiang has a kind of tea thatâs not bad. iâll bring some for you to try next time.â
âalright,â he said.
the two of them were like wild cranes in the clouds, staying out of the matter, and even clinked their glasses as they spoke.
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fu qinyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at song fengwan. â mom, iâll handle this. â
âyou know who did it?â
he nodded and briefly explained what had happened earlier. â ... i just didnât expect her to disturb you. i was even thinking that when she made her move, i would quietly finish her off without anyone knowing.â
fu chen said bluntly, â obviously, this person isnât smart, but heâs not as stupid as you think. â
âyes, i didnât expect her to kill someone with a borrowed knife.â
âwhat do you plan to do now?â song fengwan said, â the jing family mustâve seen the news and guessed it. â
â your sixth uncle is not moving now. heâs giving you a chance to perform well. â fu chen sneered. â if you perform well, youâll get extra points. if you donât, youâll be out on three strikes. â
â iâll handle it carefully, â fu qinyuan said.
âshould i add something more to her?â song fengwan suddenly spoke.
fu huanâs interest was immediately piqued. â i think itâs fine. weâve already sent the photos over. we canât let her good intentions down. mom, i think we can do this ... â
after listening for a while, song fengwan pointed out the flaws in her plan. â although the plan isnât perfect, it can be used with some improvements. â
yan chi lowered his head and drank the mint water. this was a nest of black bellies.
......
after a long discussion, song fengwan finally turned to fu qinyuan. â âby the way, you still havenât told me who the person behind all this is. which one?â
shi fang, who was standing not far away, couldnât help but laugh. you two were already discussing her funeral, but you didnât even know who the person involved was.
â bill ... â fu qinyuan explained her family background.
song fengwan frowned and looked at fu chen. â do you know him? â
fu chen shook his head. his circle wasnât big. there were many people in beijing, and the composition was complicated. they might even work together, but he couldnât remember clearly, so he turned to look at shi fang and qian jiang.
qian jiang said bluntly, â his father has a partnership with the second master. they should still be in a cooperative relationship. now, he should be on good terms with ... â he coughed twice. â with his family. â
this cough was referring to fu yuxiu!
because fu zhongli had stopped managing the company for a few years, he had given a lot of his connections to fu yunxiu.
âclose to second cousin?â fu huan was speechless. this second cousin of his was not very smart, and it was normal for him to date such a person.
this time, fu yunxiu was shot in the head. he was working with her father, but he didnât know her at all.
âitâs fine as long as we know each other. iâll go back and check it out first.â song fengwan laughed.
âi also want to go!â fu huan raised her hand.
âyouâre just a kid, why are you getting involved in this?â fu qinyuan frowned. â donât you have homework to do during the holidays? i remember that all the teachers have given out the exam papers.â
fu huan frowned, thinking,âhis brother is definitely a demon!â
she gritted her teeth. â brother, i realize that your temper has been particularly bad recently! â
âdid you suffer a blow when you went to yun chengâs grandfatherâs place?â
âitâs just a few games of chess, itâs not embarrassing.â
the people in the small circle knew about this, but fu chen and song fengwan had no idea at all. when they heard that fu qinyuan was upset because he lost, they were immediately interested.
âhuanhuan, whatâs going on?â
âyouâre not as good as him, but heâs a god. itâs not embarrassing to lose to him, really!â fu huan wasnât a soft persimmon to begin with. recently, fu qinyuan had been provoking her, and she had been holding it in for a long time.
even a rabbit would bite when it was anxious, and she was not a rabbit.
âwhat game? who did you lose to?â fu chen didnât mean to ask. in fact, he really wanted to know who was so powerful that he could make his son suffer.
he was also a talent.
fu huan immediately went over and gave fu chen the information about that person.
fu chen and song fengwan leaned against each other and finished reading his information.
â i know this person. the last time the joint news broadcast even said that heâs an amazing young man. so heâs uncle chenâs grandson. heâs also very low-profile. â song fengwan laughed. â youâre only so old and youâre already the top in the country? â
â heâs a talented player, mainly because heâs still working hard. â fu huan continued.
fu qinyuan sneered. â no matter how outstanding she is, does it have anything to do with you? what are you so excited about?â
fu huan snorted and ignored him.
his brother was definitely jealous of her good brain!
âyes, uncle chen didnât mention this at all.â song fengwan looked at the information and then glanced at fu qinyuan, her meaning clear:
look at other peopleâs children!
âitâs not bad. itâs not embarrassing to lose to him.â fu chen looked at fu qinyuan with a hint of ridicule.
â iâve told you before that there are many hidden talents in this world. donât look down on anyone, and donât think that you can show off some things just because you know a little. â
fu chen had always felt that the name his father had given him was very bad and too ostentatious.
âif i meet a real master, itâs fine if iâm not good enough, but iâll embarrass myself instead.â
fu qinyuan was already unhappy with a certain someone, and now his parents and sister were praising him for a long time, which made him even more uncomfortable, but he did not show it on his face.
âwho is it? let me take a look.â yan chi and huai sheng were also interested.
they were originally discussing how to deal with the person behind the scenes, but in the end, it turned into a disguised praise meeting for someone.
fu qinyuan had done a lot of â bad things â over the years. their family had a love-hate relationship, and now, everyone wanted to stab him in the back.
they didnât belong to the same world and didnât pay attention to go, so they naturally didnât understand. if the news were to spread about him, they would just let it be and wouldnât take it to heart.
thatâs just a person you wonât have any interactions with.
now that he knew of such a person, it was as if he was everywhere.
fu qinyuan left the group chat and turned on the tv, only to find that it was broadcasting a go game!
he suddenly felt a slight headache. this kid definitely didnât match his birth characters.