"Really?" Lin Fu said, both shocked and delighted.
She had previously seen the Fu Family genealogy that Fu Xing had given her and knew that the portraits passed down from generation to generation of the master and mistress of the Guardian Duke Family were displayed in the family’s hall of honor, to be remembered and praised by posterity.
Their life stories and love tales would also become topics that people loved to discuss. They appeared in history textbooks, museums, and even became the subject of films.
Lin Fu couldn’t deny she felt envious.
"Of course," said Fu Xing, taking Lin Fu’s hand firmly and whispering in her ear, "Wait until you return, and we’ll set aside some time. Then you can put on..."
The last few words were spoken so softly they were inaudible, with his sensual, thin lips affectionately touching Lin Fu’s ear, as if spoken with a breathy voice.
No one heard it, but everyone has eyes, and it was evident when they saw the lady’s cheeks blush with a captivating red, and even more so when she irritatedly pushed away some person who looked completely serious.
Mr. Yun’s lips twitched, and he suddenly had a very bad premonition.
He thought about decades ago when the previous Duke of the Fu Family had forcibly taken him away, compelling him to paint many an eye-searing portrait.
But the last Duke was notoriously a bastard, not at all decent. The current Duke had an excellent reputation; surely he wouldn’t do something as scurrilous as his father, right?
He was over three hundred years old; would he have to suffer again?
Mr. Yun stole peculiar glances at Fu Xing, wondering in his heart, could it be that all the men in the Fu Family were indecent to the core?
Lin Fu walked away with the suitcase prepared by Lina, and Randall personally saw her off, to the surprise of Monger, Bernard, and the others.
As soon as she left, the smile on Fu Xing’s face disappeared.
He turned around with an icy expression and boarded another hovercraft, taking Ji Mian, Bernard, and Monger with him to the Military Department.
On the hovercraft, the trio didn’t speak; the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.
Fu Xing, looking at the newly prepared test report in his hand, frowned more and more tightly, a sinister expression on his face.
"So the situation has exceeded your predictions?" he asked Ji Mian coldly.
"Yes," Ji Mian shivered, replying with a steel nerve, "Lady’s data from this test showed significant fluctuations from the last one, and there also appeared a tendency for genetic reversal, which is currently unprecedented in the field of genetics. I have never seen this before..."
"So you mean to say it’s Ah Foo’s own fault?" Fu Xing asked with menace.
Anyone could hear that the Commander was on the verge of exploding.
Ji Mian certainly didn’t want to die without clarity.
"When will you give me a result for the human genetic experiment I tasked you with; I’ve given you the person," Fu Xing said, irritably tossing the terminal screen to Ji Mian.
"I don’t want to wait any longer. Given Ah Foo’s condition, her body will collapse faster and faster."
Although Fu Xing wasn’t from the medical field, his knowledge was vast. From the test reports Ji Mian submitted to him, he easily deduced the direction in which Ah Foo’s body would change.
Bernard and Monger, previously unaware, suddenly heard and couldn’t help but widen their eyes in astonishment.
Fu Xing closed his eyes in agony.
"The first time I used the secret medicine to refine Ah Foo’s body, her constitution increased from B-level to A-level in less than two days. Our family’s secret medicine, compared to other families’, has the mildest reaction, but Ah Foo’s growth was too fast."
It was the first time the others had learned of this, and they couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath.