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The moment Qiao Wangbei said that he was going to find Fu Chen, Qiao Xiyan was a little hesitant.
He also wished he could slap this bastard to death. But with his fatherâs temper, he wouldnât be able to gain the slightest advantage over Fu Chen by rushing over like this.
âWhat are you waiting for? Drive.â Qiao Wangbei suddenly thought of something. He rushed back into the house and picked up the carving knife on the table.
Qiao Xiyan hurriedly rushed in. âDad, calm down.â
âWhy do you want me to calm down...â Qiao Wangbei packed up his things. âAs long as I think about how heâs been accompanying me these days all in order to kidnap your sister, I canât calm down.â
âWhat happened?â Old Madam Fu was dumbfounded.
âAre you going out? Arenât you going to eat breakfast?â Old Master Fu looked at Qiao Wangbeiâs cold and serious expression in surprise.
At this moment, Qiao Wangbei couldnât care about anything else. He packed up his things and ran out.
Qiao Xiyan was stunned. âGrandpa Fu, Grandma Fu, this...â
At this moment, he couldnât even call Fu Chen Third Master anymore. He had already become his brother-in-law. How could he still call him Third Master?
âFu Chen and Wanwan are together. My dad is going to his place to look for Wanwan...â
âQiao Xiyan!â Qiao Wangbei was already outside. When he saw that Qiao Xiyan hadnât come out, he even shouted.
Qiao Xiyan hurriedly ran out...
...leaving the two elders of the Fu family in a mess...
Old Madam Fu was holding a pair of chopsticks in her hand. âOld man, what did Xiyan say just now? Am I a little deaf?â
âHe said that Third Son and Wanwan are together.â Old Master Fu had lived for many years, but this was the first time he felt slightly horrified.
âUncle Zhong, did you hear that?â Old Madam Fu tightened her grip on her chopsticks, still in disbelief. She turned her neck stiffly.
Uncle Zhong just came back to his senses. âYoung Master Qiao said that Third Master and Miss Song are together...â
At this moment, the sound of a car engine starting came from outside.
Old Master Fu slapped his thigh. âThis brat! How could he and Wanwan...â
âActually...â Old Madam Fu was instead cheerful. âActually, itâs not bad. Wanwan is still our familyâs daughter-in-law after going around in circles. You know that Iâve always liked her.â
âUncle Zhong, go upstairs and get my ferule.â
âOld Master?â Uncle Zhongâs face turned green. âThe ferule?â
âHurry up! Get someone to prepare the car to go to Third Sonâs place immediately!â
âOld Fu, what are you doing?!â When Old Madam Fu saw that he was going to take out the ferule, she knew that he was going to punish Fu Chen. âIsnât Wanwan good? Although their ages are a little different, itâs not like they canât be together.
âWhen Third Son was overseas back then, I asked you what if he wanted to bring a foreign wife back. You said itâs fine as long as he likes her!
âDonât you like Wanwan too? What are you going to do with the ferule?â
âYou...â Old Master Fu gritted his teeth in anger. âDidnât Xiyan go to school to pick Wanwan up just now? He didnât pick her up. Now that the Qiao father and son are rushing to Third Sonâs place at this hour, the two of them are most likely still together. They must have spent the night together.
âWhat do you think the Qiao family will think? Wanwan is a girl after all, and the two of them are hiding it from us.
âWangbei has a quick temper. Third Son kidnapped his niece to his bed, so how could he treat him nicely? He even brought his knife with him!
âIf Third Son doesnât shed a layer of skin this time, he probably wonât be able to escape the calamity.â
Old Madam Fu had been too happy just now and had completely forgotten about this matter. âThen now...â
âWhat else can we do? Hurry up and go take a look!â
âShould we call Third Son?â At the thought that her son would be beaten up, Old Madam Fu was anxious.
âHe wonât be able to escape today. If you inform him now, will he still be able to run away with Wanwan? Heâll die either way. This brat is really bold! He actually hid it from us for so long!â
Uncle Zhong had already gone upstairs to get the ferule. Old Master Fu held the ferule and rushed out.
âOld Fu!â Old Madam Fu was so anxious that she slapped her thigh and hurriedly chased after him. âThen why did you bring this thing? If the Qiao family gets involved, donât tell me you want to help them beat up our son?â
âLook at what youâre saying. If I donât do it later, the Qiao family will beat him up even more ruthlessly. Itâs better for me to go first.
âAt the very least, we can keep this brat alive!
âHow could this bastard keep hiding it from us?â
...
At this moment, the two Fu elders had already gotten into the car. Old Madam Fu bit her lip and urged the driver to catch up quickly to the Qiao familyâs car. âActually, their relationship is a little awkward. Perhaps they havenât figured out how to talk to us yet.â
âTheyâve already spent the night together. How could they have been dating for a day or two?
âBefore my birthday, many people came to ask about Wanwanâs situation. At the time, this brat ran away with a scowl. Now, it seems that he was jealous and couldnât vent!â
Old Madam Fu gradually calmed down. âThird Son swore to me last year that he would bring his wife back this year. Could it be that at that time, these two...â
Old Master Fu remained silent.
With the tip of the iceberg exposed, many things couldnât be hidden anymore. There were clues to follow.
There were many signs of this happening, but no one had dared to think in that direction.
Old Master Fu tightened his grip on the ferule in his hand. âThis brat is really...
âSince we can think of this, the Qiao family can definitely think of it too. Back then, Wanwan was only in her senior year of high school, yet he had already laid his hands on this little girl. This...â
Old Madam Fu could understand why the Qiao family was so irritable.
They had entrusted the young lady to their son to take care of her, and this was the trust between elders. But this brat took care of her on the bed?
Wasnât he asking for a beating?!
âAlthough Wanwan is an adult now, sheâs still a child in the hearts of her elders. If this had happened to Fu Wan back then, I would have broken that bratâs legs too.â Old Master Fu only had one daughter. Back then, when Fu Wan brought Shen Dongwen back to meet her parents, he had felt unhappy.
âThe Qiao father and son are both hot-tempered. Third Son...â Old Madam Fu was impatient. âDrive faster. Hurry.â
âOld Madam, itâs already very fast. Young Master Qiaoâs car is right in front of us. Donât be anxious.â The driver pointed ahead.
It was currently rush hour for work, and the roads in the capital were very congested. The cars stopped every now and then. Young Master Qiaoâs car was very good, but in the capital, it couldnât speed up.
âBetween them...â Old Madam Fu gradually calmed down. âNot many people know about this, right?â
âLinbai, Sinian, and Hanchuan definitely know. Theyâre with Third Son all day, so they definitely know!â Old Master Fu was an old fox after all, so he understood many things easily.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âBack then, when you wanted to introduce someone to Linbai, and Wanwan was at our house, his father even asked whether we should let Wanwan be with him. This brat looked like he had seen a ghost. Now it seems like... Hah!
âThese two people really know how to act. Their pretense was flawless in front of us.â
Old Madam Fu sighed. âItâs not that they know how to pretend. Itâs just that we didnât think in that direction at all. No matter what, Third Son is her uncle...
âSay, what do you think will happen when Second Sonâs family finds out about this?
âItâll be so awkward to eat together at home in the future.â
Old Master Fu chuckled. âWerenât you quite happy just now? Do you feel itâs awkward now?â
âDidnât I think of this just now?â Old Madam Fu let out a long sigh. âLater, when you rush in front of the Qiao family to teach this kid a lesson, you have to be gentler. After all, heâs your son.â
âThatâs for sure.â Old Master Fu rubbed the ferule in his hand. âIâll fight for it...
âIâll let him live.â
***
In another car...
Qiao Xiyan had been observing his fatherâs expression. It happened to be the morning rush hour in the capital, so he couldnât speed up and could only stop and go frequently.
At this moment, there was a traffic jam on the road ahead. Qiao Xiyan touched his phone in his pocket.
âXiyan, what are you doing?â Qiao Wangbei was completely furious at this moment. But he calmed down and carefully wiped the carving knife in his hand.
It was like a general sharpening his blade and about to rush to the battlefield.
âI want to check which roads are free from traffic jams.â Qiao Xiyan wanted to inform Song Fengwan early so that she could be prepared.
Today, even if Fu Chen was beaten to death by his father, he wouldnât pity him. But Song Fengwan was his younger sister.
âThereâs no need to check. Take your time.â Qiao Wangbei could only think that Fu Chenâs fawning and care for him these days were completely selfish, and it was difficult for him to calm down. âThey probably wonât choose this time to go out.â
Qiao Xiyan had sent Song Fengwan breakfast and hangover medicine at seven in the morning to avoid the morning rush hour, and Fu Chen would be sending her back to the school at nine also in order to avoid the traffic jams during rush hour.
Coincidentally, the timing was completely right in between.
âDad, itâs actually very normal for Wanwan to fall in love.â
âDo you think they just got together recently?â Qiao Wangbei wasnât a fool. Things had already developed to this stage. âThey probably got together last year.
âShe was still a high school student at the time. Say, this fellow Fu Chen...
âHow could he lay his hands on a child? And an underage student at that. He treats your aunt so well with ulterior motives.
âThis brat is very bad!â
Qiao Xiyan didnât say anything. He could only sigh at how bold these two people were. When he thought that he was Fu Yuxiuâs third uncle and that their relationship would be completely exposed in the future, he wondered what kind of uproar it would cause.
***
Yunjin Prime Manor...
After Song Fengwan accompanied Fu Chen to finish copying Buddhist scriptures, the two of them sat opposite each other and ate breakfast.
âI have lunch with my uncle and cousin. Letâs go watch a movie in the afternoon.â Song Fengwan was already planning their date.
âWhat other plans do you have?â Fu Chen looked at her and smiled dotingly.
âLetâs have a meal together. We havenât eaten alone in a long time.â
âOkay.â
...
The two of them were eating breakfast leisurely, not knowing that Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating were about to die from anxiety. They couldnât get through to Song Fengwanâs phone, and no one answered when they called Fu Chen.
Speaking of which, Fu Chen had always been using an old flip phone in the past. In order to use a coupleâs phone with Song Fengwan, he had changed his phone. He didnât use his phone much, and he usually contacted Hu Xinyue for Song Fengwanâs sake. Now that she was in front of him, he naturally wouldnât pay too much attention to any messages.
He had left his phone in the small study to charge and didnât bring it out.
Hu Xinyue was about to die from anxiety. What are these two people doing? We canât even contact them at this critical moment.
After breakfast, they stayed home until after the morning rush hour. Fu Chen got up to go get his car key and phone. âPack up. Iâll send you back.â
âIâll go upstairs to get my phone. I still have to change when I go back to the school. I drank alcohol yesterday, and I still smell.â
At this moment, the warm winter sun was rising. The air in Beijing wasnât very good, and the air was foggy. Everything was hazy. Song Fengwan took out her mask from her pocket and was about to put it on...
Fu Chen leaned over and pursed his lips.
âThird Brother...â Uncle Nian was still not far away. Song Fengwan reached out and pushed him.
âJust one kiss.â Fu Chen supported the back of her neck. Once they kissed, how could there be a problem of one or two kisses? He completely lost his sense of propriety and only hugged her tighter.
The two of them didnât notice the sound of a car outside at all. Suddenly, they heard Fu Xinhan rush out of the room and bark outside. âWoof woof woofââ Only then did they regain their senses.
âFu Xinhan, whatâs wrong...â Song Fengwan turned to look at the door.
Qiao Wangbei and Qiao Xiyan had already reached the door, followed closely by the two Fu elders...
At this moment, the two of them were still hugging each other. In a daze, Song Fengwan only felt her body and mind shake violently, and her mind went blank.
Suddenly, her vision darkened. Fu Chen also noticed the person outside and was equally surprised. He knew that paper could never cover fire, but he didnât expect to be discovered in such a manner. He looked at his parents, and Old Madam Fu reached out her hand to cover her face. He couldnât describe how he felt.
He and Song Fengwan were still making out when the four of them rushed over. They were clearly here to âcatch the adulterersâ.
âUncle, Cousin...â Song Fengwanâs voice was hoarse and trembling.
No one answered her. Her back stiffened, and her soul left her body.
âWhat are you two doing?â Qiao Wangbei suppressed his voice and stared at Fu Chen. It was one thing to know. But seeing the two of them being so intimate, it was another thunderclap.
His entire body was tense, and his chest was trembling.. His thin and cold face was so angry that it was white and blue, making him look exceptionally scary.