Chapter 1261： Fu Yingying; what about Fu Wangchen?

Chapter 1261 Fu Yingying; Where's Fu Wangchen?

Tang Yichen nodded, "I just came back today." After finishing speaking, he clicked his tongue lightly, and then continued, "There was a fight right after I came back. I think it's better to let him hang around outside."

When Yun Jin heard this, he immediately interjected, "I know that, it is said that Fu Lao Er was tricked back by Fu Yu."

Ji Encounter was quiet for less than a minute, and he also interjected, "Yes, yes, I heard that too, it seems that Lao Fu lied to him that the master of the Fu family was dead, and that guy was willing to come back from Zhongzhou City."

Tang Yichen: "Should have met Master Fu, I don't know how the second son Fu will react."

As soon as Tang Yichen said this, the room fell into silence.

Two seconds later, Yun Jin got up, "I... have a stomachache, let's go out."

Ji Encounter immediately got up, "My stomach hurts too!"

Then, the two ran out at the fastest speed one after another.

**

In the living room of Fu’s house, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was crying with her head buried, and would sob softly from time to time.

The girl's face was a little red and swollen, but it was not difficult to see that the girl was very good-looking, and the eyebrows were somewhat similar to the advanced green.

The old butler sat aside, handing Fu Yingying the paper, while comforting Fu Yingying, "Miss San, don't cry, your eyes are swollen from crying, and you are not beautiful anymore."

Fu Yingying didn't speak, just pinched the paper and buried her head in wiping away her tears.

When Fu Xiyan rushed home, she saw such a scene, but Fu Yingying buried her head, and Fu Xiyan couldn't see her expression.

Hearing the movement from the door, the old butler immediately looked at Fu Xiyan, "Master, you are here."

"Come and take a look, as soon as the second young master came back, he beat the third lady and destroyed the painting that the third lady worked so hard to draw."

As soon as the old housekeeper's words came out, Fu Yingying, who was wiping her tears, raised her head, her eyes were red and swollen, she looked at Fu Xiyan, and called him, "Brother."

With a strong nasal voice, when she opened her mouth, tears flowed down her face.

After calling Fu Xiyan, he lowered his head and continued to wipe his tears silently, sniffing his nose from time to time.

Fu Xiyan obviously also saw the wound on Fu Yingying's face, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were stained with a thin layer of anger, and he asked calmly, "Where is Fu Wangchen?"

"Second young master is upstairs." The old butler said while looking towards the direction of the second floor, "After beating the third lady and destroying several paintings of the third lady, he locked himself in the room, how can I call him They all refused to come out."

After listening, Fu Xiyan took a look at Fu Yingying, and finally went upstairs.

Walking to the door of Fu Wangchen's room, he raised his hand and patted it, "Open the door."

A few seconds passed, but there was no movement inside.

Fu Xiyan's eyes became darker and darker, he stretched out his hand, and patted the door several times, "Fu Wangchen, open the door."

There was still no movement inside, Fu Xiyan was silent for two seconds, and finally kicked the door open.

With a loud bang, the door opened.

Fu Xiyan stepped into the room, but there was no one in the room.

Seeing this, Fu Xiyan paused for a moment. Two seconds later, he quickened his pace and turned the entire room to one side.

There is no one around, the balcony door is open, it should be running from the balcony.

Fu Xiyan stood on the balcony and watched for a while, and after a few seconds, he left Fu Wangchen's room with a cold face.

The old butler saw Fu Xiyan going downstairs by himself, looked upstairs, and then looked at Fu Xiyan, "Eldest young master, where is the second young master?"

"Run away again."

Fu Xiyan said, and strode out of the villa.

The old housekeeper was taken aback for a while, and finally sighed, "This child."

(end of this chapter)