Seeing Fu Xinyue dial the phone, Fu’er and Liao Qianqian, who hadn’t left yet, both heaved a sigh of relief.
Fu Yuxing hadn’t expected them to still be here.
He thought that after Liao Qianqian heard the knocking, she had let go of him and definitely ran away.
And with Fu Xinyue here, he relaxed somewhat.
At this moment, he anxiously stared at his own mobile phone, eagerly hoping for Master Mu to answer his call quickly.
The phone rang no more than twice before it was picked up.
A slightly time-worn voice came through, "What can I do for you, Young Master Fu?"
Hearing Master Mu’s voice, a big weight lifted from Fu Yuxing’s heart, and he nearly wept with relief as he let out a deep sigh.
He lunged forward, gripping his mobile phone tightly, and staggered back to sit on the edge of the bed, "Master Mu..."
Master Mu, sensing something was very off in his voice, asked, "Young Master Fu, has something happened?"
"The ghost..." Fu Yuxing’s throat felt as though it was tearing with each word, each attempt to speak like reopening a wound, but he still persevered, grinding out, "Liao Qianqian..."
Although he only said a name.
Master Mu immediately reacted, "Liao Qianqian?" His voice dropped sharply, "Young Master Fu, are you saying Liao Qianqian has come back?"
Fu Yuxing nodded desperately, "Yes... she, she... killed... me..."
He struggled to get out a few key words.
After a moment of thought, Master Mu understood, "She’s come to seek revenge on Young Master Fu?"
Fu Yuxing made a sound of agreement, his expression becoming agitated, "You... come over..."
Master Mu’s voice was stern, "Alright, I’ve got it, I’ll be there right away."
Only then did Fu Yuxing truly calm down, hanging up the phone and collapsing beside the bed, gasping for breath.
"Liao Qianqian..." Fu Xinyue stood nearby, finding the name somewhat familiar, "Have I heard this name somewhere before?"
Fu Yuxing was in pain all over and didn’t want to pay any attention to Fu Xinyue.
After pondering for a moment, Fu Xinyue’s eyes brightened as she recalled something, "I remember now! Yuxing, your junior from two years ago, the one you brought home to visit, wasn’t her name Liao Qianqian? A beautiful girl, right?"
Fu Yuxing clenched the mobile phone in his hand.
Although he didn’t answer.
His reaction was the answer.
A sense of unease began to creep into Fu Xinyue’s heart, "That’s not right, I remember that girl went missing a long time ago, the police even came to our house to ask about it..."
Saying this, Fu Xinyue’s complexion changed.
She suddenly grabbed Fu Yuxing’s arm, her voice filled with horror, "Yuxing, did you do something? Was that girl’s disappearance related to you? You just said that she came back for revenge, why? Was there some incident?"
Fu Yuxing’s face was ashen, and the look in his pupils was particularly frightening.
He glared fiercely at Fu Xinyue, raised his hand, and forcefully pushed Fu Xinyue to the ground.
Fu Xinyue hadn’t expected him to strike suddenly and, caught off guard, she fell to the floor, her expression instantly pained.
Supporting himself on the bed, Fu Yuxing shakily stood up, his teeth clenched, "You... best not ask anymore, or else, you’ll have to die too..."
With those words, he pushed himself off the wall and staggered out.
Fu Xinyue’s mind went blank, stunned, she watched Fu Yuxing leave.
Seeing this, Fu’er and Liao Qianqian exchanged a glance.
Fu’er whispered lowly, "It looks like the person our ancestor is waiting for will arrive soon; we should leave first."
Liao Qianqian’s face showed reluctance.
Fu’er warned, "Don’t forget what you promised our ancestor, even if our ancestor isn’t here right now, I am, and if I want you dead, it would be a simple matter!"