Fu Shiyan paused for a second, somewhat surprised by Jiangli’s move, but he quickly gathered himself, realizing that Jiangli must have her reasons for doing so.
However, before he could speak, Fu Yi chimed in, "It’s great that you’re staying here, just stay, the house is big enough, plenty of rooms for you to live in, stay as long as you like. It’s nice for our family to get together and catch up."
Seizing the opportunity, Fu Shiyan went along with it, "Then we’ll trouble Uncle Three."
"What are you talking about, we’re all family here. If you want to stay, Uncle Three is more than happy," Fu Yi said with a beaming smile, as if truly pleased, "Besides, it’s so late now, even if you didn’t mention it, Uncle Three couldn’t let you leave. You must stay tonight."
Jiangli grinned happily, "That’s wonderful, Uncle Three, can I go out for a walk now? I saw so many flowers and plants in the yard, I really like them!"
Hearing her immediate change of address, Fu Yi nodded with a smile, "Wander around as you please, do whatever you like, as long as you’re happy. We won’t be eating just yet anyway."
"Thank you, Uncle Three!"
Jiangli sweetly offered her thanks and coquettishly said to Fu Shiyan, "Brother Shiyan, you sit here and keep Uncle Three company. I’m going to take a stroll and will be right back, try not to miss me too much."
Fu Shiyan couldn’t help but chuckle, pinching her fingers, "Off you go."
Jiangli got up with a giggle, grabbed Xia Xin who was next to her, and walked out.
"Who’s that boy with her?" Fu Xinyue saw Jiangli grabbing Xia Xin, raised an eyebrow, and hinted, "Shiyan, you better not be keeping a pretty boy for someone else."
Fu Yi’s expression darkened.
Fu Shiyan laughed it off without a care, "That’s her brother, what’s the big deal? Even if he were some pretty boy, it wouldn’t matter. I like her, and it’s enough that she wants to stay by my side."
What breed of pathetic loser is this?
"Xinyue, don’t talk nonsense," Fu Yi glanced at her warningly, signaling her not to go too far.
The words of mockery on Fu Xinyue’s lips had to be swallowed as she got up unhappily and said, "I’m going to help Mom."
As she spoke, she left directly.
Some younger children also scurried away.
In the blink of an eye, the living room was left with only Fu Shiyan and Fu Yi.
Facing Fu Shiyan alone, Fu Yi felt somewhat awkward.
"Shiyan, don’t take it to heart. Xinyue always speaks without a filter. I’ll scold her later."
Fu Shiyan nonchalantly replied, "No need, such an irrelevant comment won’t bother me."
With an apologetic grin, Fu Yi said, "Well, that’s good, that’s good..."
Fu Xinyue entered the kitchen.
Seeing her with a scowl, Wan Qing, who was helping with the cooking, knowingly asked, "Did Fu Shiyan mock you?"
Upset, Fu Xinyue grabbed a bunch of vegetables and threw them down, "Mom, what’s gotten into Dad, why is he being so polite to Fu Shiyan? We’ve already left F City, we’re not dependent on anyone anymore, why do we have to give face to Fu Shiyan?"
Wan Qing calmly sorted the vegetables, "You’re too naive and know too little. Why do you think your dad acts this way? It’s because..."
Wan Qing’s voice came to an abrupt halt.
Her sudden silence piqued Fu Xinyue’s curiosity even more. "Because of what, Mom? Go on, tell me!"
Wan Qing glared at her, "What else could it be for? It’s because his ancestors were better off than ours, the wealth was left by his own grandfather, and we have nothing to do with it. The wealth we have now is all thanks to their goodwill."
Fu Xinyue dissatisfied, "So what? His grandfather and our grandfather were brothers; what’s wrong with helping each other out? Besides, we’re not asking for his help now, we’re standing on our own two feet. Why should we still be afraid of him?"