Chapter 702: 0692 Since that’s the case, shut up
After the Old Master Fu got divorced from his first wife, he quickly married a stepmother.
This stepmother’s family was not considered prominent in Yong City, just an average wealthy family.
After she married into the Fu family, she gave birth to two sons for the Old Master. She thought she could enjoy a carefree life, but in a few years, she passed away!
The people from the second and third houses never regarded them as brothers, and naturally, neither did they.
The two uncles were even more ambitious, constantly competing with Fu Qiyuan for the position of head of the family.
Whenever there was the slightest disturbance, they would seize upon Fu Qiyuan relentlessly.
And the one who had just spoken was none other than the son of Fu Qiyuan and Third Uncle Fu Qixiu, Fu Haolin.
A dark glint flashed in Fu Qiyuan’s downcast eyes, but he did not look up and indifferently said,
Hearing this, Fu Haolin sneered.
“Everyone says that the Eldest Young Master has always been the most filial to Grandfather. Now it seems that is all there is to it. Grandfather is still in a coma on the bed, yet the Eldest Young Master is preoccupied with gossip and entertainment.”
When these words fell on everyone’s ears, they couldn’t help but feel that Fu Qiyuan had a heart of stone.
Not only did he not care about the Old Master’s health, but he seemed indifferent even when the Old Master was sick from anger.
The way everyone looked at Fu Qiyuan inevitably changed.
Fu Qiyuan closed his tablet and looked up at Fu Haolin indifferently.
“Even if it is so, what of it?”
Seated at the side, Fu Qixiu couldn’t help but want to cover his face!
His brother had missed the day to set the dowry for his sister-in-law and had been holding back his temper. Even he, as his real brother, didn’t dare to provoke him these days.
But there just had to be someone who couldn’t read the room and insisted on courting death.
Fu Haolin felt as uncomfortable as if he was being pricked by needles under the intense gaze of Fu Qiyuan.
It took a good while before he came back to his senses and sneered,
“So what? I’m not the Head of the Fu family. The person who makes decisions for the Fu family isn’t me, what can I do?”
“If that’s the case, then shut up!”
With that, Fu Haolin abruptly stood up, furiously glaring at Fu Qiyuan, clearly infuriated.
At this moment, Fu Qiyuan slowly lifted his head, his eyes deep and inscrutable as the night, and fixed them on Fu Haolin’s face.
In that instant, Fu Haolin felt as if his throat was being squeezed, all his words stuck in his throat, unable to make any sound.
The people of the Fu family all knew that Fu Qiyuan was formidable, but many had only heard rumors and had not truly witnessed it!
Perhaps only those who had personally experienced it knew how terrifying he could be.
At the main seat, the man looked gentle, indifferent, and refined, but just one look could seemingly freeze one’s soul.
The room fell deathly silent, and everyone held their breath, not daring to meet the man’s gaze.
This kind of overpowering dominance was something Fu Haolin could not withstand; he was sweating profusely and having trouble breathing.
Everyone was so frightened by this terrifying atmosphere that their hearts nearly stopped.
Fu Qiyuan reminded them in this way who exactly they were facing!
The Head of the Fu family!
A person who held their life and death in his hands!
At this time, Fu Qixiu, with his hand on his heart, looked as though he was in great pain.
“Ow, Brother, please restrain the cold air around you a bit, your own brother is having difficulty breathing, about to run out of breath!”
As Fu Qixiu finished speaking, Fu Qiyuan remained expressionless.
However, the atmosphere had suddenly changed!
The heart-exploding pressure was gradually disappearing!
Everyone threw grateful looks towards Fu Qixiu.
And Fu Haolin, who was pale-faced, slumped back into his seat as if he had survived a catastrophe.
The atmosphere at the scene returned to its original somber tension.
Upstairs opposite, Old Master Fu’s personal housekeeper was quickly walking down.
Seeing this, Fu Qixiu slightly raised his eyebrows and moved mysteriously close to Fu Qiyuan.
“Brother, I’ll bet that Old Master has woken up!”
Fu Qiyuan did not say a word, then someone else continued to talk:
“Everything has already been taken care of, keeping us here now serves no purpose whatsoever, especially since everyone is gathered here, the Old Master is also not at ease!”
At this moment, the housekeeper walked over to Qi Yuan, “Eldest Young Master, the old…”
“Old Master Fu woke up, didn’t he?”
The housekeeper had not finished speaking when Fu Qixiu cut in.
The expression on his face was a bit stiff, obviously because Fu Qixiu had hit the nail on the head.
Fu Qixiu whistled, proudly announcing,
“Everyone, please call me Swindler!”
The housekeeper’s face showed a touch of embarrassment, but he still said,
“Old Master Fu has woken up, no need to worry, everyone. Please go back and rest!”
Qi Yuan tossed the tablet he was holding onto the table and stood up, his towering physique suddenly rising.
An intimidating aura immediately began to ripple outwards.
“El… Eldest Young Master?”
“I want to see Old Master Fu!” Qi Yuan’s tone was indifferent yet forcefully brooked no argument.
The housekeeper’s complexion stiffened, as he felt an overwhelming sense of oppression coming at him.
Involuntarily, he lowered his head even more, under immense pressure!
“But Eldest Young Master, Old Master Fu has already gone to bed…”
“I’m not discussing this with you.”
Qi Yuan’s icy gaze fell upon the housekeeper, causing him to uncontrollably shiver.
The chilling voice, as if wrapped in frost, sent a cold shiver down his spine.
Qi Yuan gave the housekeeper a glance and then turned around, heading straight toward the staircase.
The housekeeper was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward, blocking Qi Yuan’s path.
“Eldest Young Master, you cannot!”
Qi Yuan’s footsteps halted, his eyes becoming even more placid as he looked at the human wall in front of him, emanating an inexplicable chill that set one’s heart on edge.
Fu Qixiu, with a face full of bravado, watched the housekeeper, silently paying his respects to him in his mind!
To block a path in the Fu family, Housekeeper Cao truly is a hero.
“You’re telling me, I cannot?”
The housekeeper, drenched in cold sweat, was overpowered by Qi Yuan’s strong sense of oppression and couldn’t help but step aside.
Qi Yuan gave him a cold glance and finally stepped upstairs.
Fu Qixiu, hands in his pockets, nonchalantly followed behind, watching Housekeeper Cao’s shaken demeanor, gave his shoulder a pat, consoling,
“Housekeeper Cao, you are the first person to block my brother’s way and still live to tell the tale, commendable courage! I hope when I return next time, I can still see you safe and sound!”
After saying that, Fu Qixiu turned to follow Qi Yuan upstairs.
Behind him, Housekeeper Cao: “…”
Did the Second Young Master just try to comfort him?
However, he didn’t feel comforted!
The two brothers went upstairs. At the entrance to Old Master Fu’s room, the servants and guards stood guard.
Seeing Qi Yuan and Fu Qixiu approach, they instantly tensed up, hurriedly and respectfully,
“Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master!”
Qi Yuan’s tall figure stood at the door, his gaze indifferently sweeping over the guard, he commanded in a cold voice,
The guard felt a chill shoot up his forehead, forcing himself to say,
“Eldest Young Master, Old Master Fu has already gone to bed!”
Qi Yuan’s eyes dangerously narrowed, as a cold and fierce aura swept through like a tornado.
“Open the door, don’t make me repeat myself.”
His presence was domineering and compelling, making people submit.
Just standing in front of him made one feel breathless.