C5

When Uncle Lin, who was driving the car, heard the conversation between the two, his eyes were filled with a look of unease.

After all, the Bai Clan and the Fu Clan were well-known clans in Jiangcheng. Why would they need to sacrifice the lifelong happiness of Miss Biao?

Uncle Lin sighed.

It was a good thing that the young master of the Tang Clan was an extraordinary person, as he complemented his young mistress.

… ….

The car drove up to the main entrance of the Fu Family residence. Uncle Lin then got off the car and handed the luggage to Fu Xingchen.

Uncle Lin looked at Fu Xingchen, hesitating to speak. Fu Xingchen was not in a hurry as he waited for him to speak.

Bai Jin, who was sitting in the car, couldn't bear to watch any longer and urged, "Uncle Lin, if you have something to say, please say it quickly. I still need to go to the company!"

Uncle Lin's face turned red before he spoke hesitantly, "Although Old Dong is not anxious about entering the Tang Family, he has already arranged for the Tang Family to meet tomorrow afternoon at the Mucheng manor."

Hearing this, Bai Jin's eyes turned sour. She quickly turned her head away and closed the car window silently.

Hearing this, Fu Xingchen's eyes trembled slightly. It was just that it was too shallow to be noticed.

"Yes, I will."

The voice was very calm, as if what she had heard was a very ordinary thing. Seeing such a quiet Fu Xingchen, Uncle Lin felt even more upset. Just as he was about to say something else, Fu Xingchen had already turned around and walked through the door.

Uncle Lin felt slightly uncomfortable watching Fu Xingchen walk through the door alone.

Didn't Eldest Miss and Young Master know that Miss Biao was coming back? Why was it so quiet.

Fu Xingchen carried his luggage to the main hall. As expected, the hall was eerily quiet. Not a single person was in sight. It was almost like a suffocating sealed space, devoid of any breath.

He tightened his grip on the handle and went straight to his room on the second floor.

However, just as he reached the second floor, Fu Xingchen met the person he didn't want to see the most.

"Sis!" A young girl wearing a purple pink dress happily ran towards Fu Xingchen.

Fu Yue`er originally wanted to give Fu Xingchen a hug, but upon seeing Fu Xingchen's overly calm eyes, she halted her actions.

"Sis, you're back. I thought you wouldn't be back until tomorrow."

Tomorrow? What a joke!

It was already a blessing that she, Fu Yue-er, was not waiting for her return to humiliate others!

"Get out of the way."

Looking at the delicate flowers that were blocking his path, Fu Xingchen was in no mood to pay attention to them.

Fu Yue`er's beautiful face stiffened as she clenched her hands. However, she did not move even half a step. Instead, she said sorrowfully, "Young mistress, have you not forgiven me yet?"

Fu Yue`er's voice was as soft as a mosquito, carrying a trace of grievance. Her slightly curly shoulder-length hair was disheveled, and coupled with her innocent and harmless face, it was as if someone had just bullied her.

"Forgive?" Fu Xingchen chuckled. "What did you do wrong that I need to forgive?"

Fu Yue`er was startled. She never expected Fu Xingchen to retort. His eyes couldn't help but flash with a strange light.

"I, I, I stole Chu Feng from you, it's my fault." Fu Yue'er gritted her teeth as she said this.

Fu Yue`er looked at Fu Xingchen, whose expression remained unchanged, with determination flickering in her eyes. She looked at him hopefully. "But Sis, I truly like Big Brother Chu. You will bless me, won't you?"

Not bad acting!

This was Fu Xingchen's highest evaluation of Fu Yue`er for the past few years.

A trace of mockery flashed across Fu Xingchen's cold eyes. Did she really think he could strike at her, Fu Xingchen, just like that? Then he was underestimating himself.

"I will bless Chu Yang for finding a good woman."

But this woman is not you.

After Fu Xingchen finished speaking, he turned sideways and walked past Fu Yue`er. Fu Yue`er, whose face was pale, was left alone.