Jiangli blinked and asked curiously, "What about Second Uncle?"
"Second Uncle is in the military, not in H City," Fu Shiyan answered any question asked.
It was the first time that Fu Yi and Duan Jianchuan had seen Fu Shiyan so patient with someone, answering every question without hesitation.
Fu Yi glanced at Jiangli, who looked innocently cute, and indeed felt curious—Shiyan actually seemed to little girl so much.
It’s true that Jiangli was beautiful.
But there was no shortage of beautiful girls around Shiyan, and he had never seen him so close with any girl before.
It was truly a strange sight.
Jiangli and Shiyan were engaging in idle chatter, and they looked precisely like a real couple.
Moreover, they seemed to be a couple who were engrossed in each other without any regard for those around them.
The two of them held hands continuously and leaned on each other.
Duan Jianchuan could hardly bear to watch, so he turned his head to find himself facing another lone figure, Xia Xin.
They fell silent at the same time.
What kind of sins had they committed?
Why did they have to be there to play out such a drama?
The several of them waited in the living room for other uncles and elders from the Fu Family to arrive.
Fu Yuxing sat in his room, having changed his clothes, he then remained seated, too lazy to go down to join Fu Shiyan in idle chat and flattery.
He didn’t understand why his father was still giving face to Shiyan.
It wouldn’t be long now.
Fu Yuxing pulled open a drawer and took out a photograph, a black and white photo featuring several ancestors of the Fu Family.
He sneered darkly; it wouldn’t be long before Shiyan would die.
When that time came, everything of the Fu Family would be his!
Fu Yuxing snorted coldly and tossed the photo back into the drawer, his gaze pausing for a moment.
But, Shiyan’s arrival today was quite strange.
Thinking of this, Yuxing took out his phone and made a call to inquire about the situation.
He wanted to know what Shiyan had been up to in F City recently and why he had come to H City.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yuxing held his phone, waiting for the call to connect.
But he did not see that behind him, the window to the balcony had been blown open by a gust of wind, leaving a crack.
The window curtain fluttered.
The hand holding Yuxing’s phone felt as though it was gripped by something ice-cold; a biting chill surrounded him in an instant.
Subconsciously, he said, "What are you up to now, I’ve no time to play with you, Fu Xinyue, you—"
He didn’t finish his sentence.
Yuxing suddenly froze.
He suddenly remembered that he was in his room, not on the first floor.
Xinyue usually loved to joke with him.
Xinyue hadn’t come in today.
Yuxing shuddered sharply and quickly turned his head, only to see emptiness behind him.
Swallowing hard, Yuxing immediately stood up.
At that moment, the call connected.
The sudden voice startled Yuxing, and he involuntarily threw his phone away.
The phone didn’t hit the ground as he had imagined; instead, it stopped mid-air, as if caught by someone.
But there was no one there!
The phone was as if hanging in thin air!
A chill ran down Yuxing’s spine as he instinctively stepped back.
"Mr. Fu, are you there?"
The person on the phone continued to speak, not hearing Yuxing’s voice.
Before Yuxing could react, the voice stopped abruptly, and the phone screen returned to the home page.
The call... had been hung up by someone!
Yuxing’s eyes widened in shock.
"Who? Who’s playing these tricks? I—I’m telling you, there is a limit to joking around, don’t—don’t go too far!"
He trembled continuously and desperately moved backward.
As he finished speaking, he heard a faint sound.
It seemed like the sound of someone walking on the floor.
Yuxing looked down and saw a series of bloody footprints suddenly appearing on the ground, step by step approaching him.