Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 43 - 23 She Saw Violence in Him_2

Chapter 43: Chapter 23 She Saw Violence in Him_2

“Afterwards… later, we really didn’t… find her.”

Ah Shang’s hand was gripped tightly, painfully tight, but she did not move at all.

She… seemed to roughly know what followed.

“That day, she sent Xiao Si a message, still just a location. Xiao Si was playing basketball with his friends at the time, and did not see it until hours later. That year, Xiao Si was only twelve years old. Once he saw the message, he rushed home immediately and said his aunt had encountered danger. Because in the past, after sending a location once, she would jokingly add that she was still alive. But this time, she didn’t.”

“But the location she sent was very remote, a small town within the province. By the time we rushed there, ten hours had passed. We… didn’t find her, and afterwards… we couldn’t find her either. She just disappeared into thin air, no matter how much we mobilized the forces behind us, and even… even resorted to seeking help from underworld figures, we still couldn’t find her.”

“No trace of her alive, no trace of her dead. Since then, she became a pain in our hearts. Xiao Si was very self-blaming because he couldn’t see the message in time. If he had seen it immediately, if he had gone a few hours earlier, would the outcome have been different? But who knows. Since then, Xiao Si became even quieter, and resolutely chose to attend medical school in university.”

“I once asked him why, he wouldn’t answer. Only later when I accidentally saw his phone logs did I find out, it started when his aunt was injured once, she casually mentioned that it would be great if there was a doctor in the family, then she wouldn’t need to go to the hospital.”

“Ah Shang.”

Ye Lin turned her head, her eyes red, looking at Ji Sang.

“Xiao Si, he has had a hard few years, he can’t forgive himself. Every year, this day is the hardest for him. Ah Shang, I hope you can stay by his side, as his mother, this is all I can do for him, you are a good child.”

Ji Sang’s heart trembled violently.

She hadn’t expected things to be this way.

No wonder, no wonder the cold and indifferent Fu Yisi was so sorrowful. His most respected and loved elder had disappeared years ago, unknown whether alive or dead, and moreover… in his heart, he must blame himself.

But how could this be blamed on him?

Ji Sang’s eyes heated up, she reached out her arms and embraced Ye Lin tightly, gently patting her back.

…

In the study, Fu Jue was sitting in a chair, wearing glasses, carefully picking up a stack of documents that he had placed in the cabinet.

“Take a look.”

Fu Yisi’s face suddenly tensed up, he didn’t reach out, but instead asked,

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“Is there good news?”

He was afraid that after looking, he would still come up empty-handed, further increasing his disappointment.

Fu Jue shook his head, the man’s gaze sinking, his lips turning into a cold arc, hands clenched into fists at his sides.

Fu Jue observed his reaction, and shook his head again.

His son, on other matters, could maintain absolute calm, but was utterly irrational when it came to… his aunt’s case.

Thinking this, Fu Jue’s eyes also began to heat up.

Fu Yisi blamed himself for not seeing the message in time, and wasn’t Fu Jue equally self-reproachful? If… if back then he had been harsher and forbidden her to be a journalist, if he hadn’t argued with her that day, if he had provided her with more bodyguards, would things have turned out differently now?

However…

“Although it can’t be considered good news, there’s still some suspicious information to be gleaned from these.”

Regardless of whether she is alive or dead, the Fu Family needs to get to the bottom of this.

Fu Yisi’s gaze shifted slightly, he glanced at Fu Jue, and then reached out to take the stack of documents.

“This place is very close to the location she sent that day, it was reported before, the Yi Group once funded an orphanage, you know your aunt, wherever there is suspicion, she follows; although the reports were all positive, back then the Yi Group wasn’t as clean as it is now, they were in the midst of whitewashing. Perhaps, your aunt went there because she sensed something odd there.”

The man quickly flipped through the pages, reading ten lines in one glance, keenly identifying a problem, his brows furrowed tightly.

“Where is the orphanage’s information?”

Fu Jue sighed, took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Can’t find it, which is why I think there’s something suspicious.”

“Got it.”

Fu Yisi put the documents down on the table, turned around to leave, and just as his hand touched the doorknob, Fu Jue suddenly spoke out,

“Do you think she… she’s still out there?”

Such a clever person, how could she simply vanish without a trace? After so many years, he had pulled so many strings yet found not a single clue, how could a living person just disappear into thin air? Unless…

Fu Yisi clenched his teeth tightly, stood there for a solid minute, and finally, he coldly said,

“She is.”

Definitely there, must be there.

…

During lunch, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly solemn, everyone was silent. Ji Sang sneakily glanced at Fu Yisi several times, but could only see the severe contours of the man.

His normally indifferent face became very heavy and profound, the casually lazy demeanor on his body completely vanished.

Balefulness.

This was the first time Ji Sang saw such an expression on Fu Yisi.

Because of menstrual pain, Ji Sang had little appetite, but fearing they would worry, she still forced herself to eat half a bowl of rice. After lunch, Fu Yisi walked outside, took out a bunch of Red Roses from the car.

She knew from her mother-in-law that his aunt’s favorite flowers were Red Roses.

The message of Red Roses is passionate love, much like his aunt’s fervor for exposing the ugliness of the world.

Right, his aunt also had a very beautiful name.

Fu Zhixing.

In a daze, Ji Sang watched as Fu Yisi took a vase, carefully arranging the flowers in it, using scissors to trim them.

So gentle.

Yet so lonely.