Fu Siyu paused in his movement, "I will tell you in the future."
"Do you plan to hide it from me for a lifetime?" Fu Yang’s fingertips clenched the phone so tightly that they turned almost white, "So, I don’t even have the right to know who my birth mother is?"
Fu Yang’s emotions were so intense that Fu Siyu finally looked up again, his eyes deep and dark, "Did someone tell you something?"
"Do I need someone else to tell me who my birth mother is?"
"I will tell you in the future."
Fu Siyu gave the same answer as before.
Each time it was the same attitude, Fu Yang had grown accustomed to it, he subconsciously glanced outside the car, his tone mocking, "I really wonder, when you tricked my mom into having me, did you treat her as well as you treat Shu Wan today?"
As soon as these words came out, Fu Siyu’s expression instantly changed.
But Fu Yang didn’t wait for Fu Siyu to speak; he got out of the car, his silhouette steeped in heavy anger.
At this moment, Shu Wan had just returned to the car as well. She was keenly aware of whether the tension between Fu Siyu and Fu Yang was a genuine quarrel or simply a friction.
From Fu Yang’s expression just now, she knew it was a real argument.
Shu Wan looked at Fu Siyu, noticing his rarely troubled face, "Did you have a quarrel?"
"He was asking about his birth mother."
Shu Wan was momentarily taken aback, unsure how to continue the topic and could only nod, "Oh."
"Aren’t you curious?"
Seeing Shu Wan’s unchanged expression, a faint heaviness flashed in Fu Siyu’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but ask.
Shu Wan wasn’t the kind to fret, although she was curious about Fu Siyu’s past, but since everything was already over, fretting was pointless.
Moreover, if Fu Siyu was unwilling to talk to Fu Yang about it, there was no need for her to press the issue.
"Let me take you somewhere."
Fu Siyu looked deeply at Shu Wan, his gaze as dark as an abyss, seemingly like someone who had hidden something for many years, needing to find an outlet to pour it out.
"Okay." Shu Wan nodded.
Apart from Shu Wan, he didn’t want anyone else to know where they were going, so Fu Siyu told the driver to get out and drove Shu Wan himself towards the outskirts of the city.
The place Fu Siyu wanted to take Shu Wan to was a bit far from the urban area, even driving through the suburbs and into a beautiful mountain.
The car wound through the lush forest and finally stopped in a secluded valley.
Shu Wan didn’t understand the concept of feng shui, but she could tell that this place was a good spot with fluid water.
Even in the biting cold of winter, there were evergreen pines here, and occasionally some small flowers growing near hot springs.
But at the moment, Shu Wan’s attention wasn’t on these; her gaze shifted slightly at the sight of the graves not far away.
"This is not Fu Yang’s birth mother."
It seemed Fu Siyu knew what Shu Wan was thinking and took the initiative to speak.
Shu Wan was somewhat surprised, "Then who is this?"
"It’s Fu Yang’s biological father, as well as my brother," Fu Siyu’s gaze fell on the grave overgrown with grass, his expression slightly dimmed, "As for Fu Yang’s birth mother, she had passed away on the day he was born."
At this moment, Shu Wan felt that saying anything would be inappropriate; she reached out her hand and held onto Fu Siyu.
Feeling Shu Wan’s comforting touch, Fu Siyu smiled at her, "I’m okay, actually, I only met this brother once."
Even someone as astute as Shu Wan was unclear about the situation between these people at that moment, "Is he your biological brother?"
Fu Siyu nodded; he pinched Shu Wan’s hand and felt a bit of coldness. Leading Shu Wan back, he said, "Let’s go to the car, I’ll tell you slowly."
Through Fu Siyu’s narration, Shu Wan finally learned a bit of the truth about Fu Yang’s parents.
All of this began with the Fu Family’s internal strife.
Fu Siyu’s father was undoubtedly from the main line, and his position as head of the Fu Family should have been secure without worry.
But the elders at the Fu Mansion were partial to the second branch, and Fu Siyu’s father, being kind-hearted, was somewhat lenient in wielding power after assuming authority, even delegating power to his siblings.
This long-standing indulgence had nourished their appetites and greed.
Fu Siyu’s father had been diagnosed with infertility early on; a patriarch without an heir and with a kind heart was practically free labor.
The Fu Mansion and other branches thus felt at ease leeching off the vast goldmine that was the Fu Family and did not fall out with Fu Siyu’s father.
However, everything changed when it was discovered that Fu Siyu’s mother was pregnant.