Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 813: Why Didn’t You Tell Me Wanwan Went to the Hospital to Find Me?
In the study, Fu Yansheng was calmly painting ink when someone hurriedly knocked on the door.
Normally, no one dared to disturb him at this time. Fu Yansheng frowned, looked at the door, and before he could speak, he heard someone anxiously say from outside.
"Sir, it’s bad! Something happened!"
Fu Yansheng sighed heavily, placed the brush on the table with a thud, and said, "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door immediately swung open. A servant stood at the door, looking extremely panicked.
"Your two attendants are in trouble, they’re downstairs, almost beaten to death by the Eldest Young Master!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Yansheng slammed the table and quickly headed toward the elevator.
He knew his grandson’s temperament well; Fu Shihan was always ruthless.
Even though he hadn’t been causing trouble much in recent years, back in his school days, he was notoriously infamous.
Feeling uneasy, Fu Yansheng took the elevator to the first floor, only to find many servants in the living room anxiously looking outside, but no one dared to intervene or say anything.
Fu Yansheng furrowed his brows and walked into the courtyard, where he saw a scene of utter chaos.
Fu Shihan stood to the side, holding a baseball bat he found at the entrance where Yangyang played. Hearing footsteps, he glanced over with a grim look.
Seeing Fu Yansheng, he sneered, kicked the person on the ground, and asked, "Don’t you know to keep two obedient dogs?"
"You brat, stop this!"
Fu Yansheng hurriedly stepped up to stop him as he was about to strike again.
"What’s gotten into you? Tie him up!"
Fu Yansheng commanded the bodyguards, but they hesitated, glancing at Fu Shihan, not daring to move.
They knew all too well that even if they managed to tie up Fu Shihan, he would come for them later.
Moreover, most of these people were under Fu Shihan’s influence, so they wouldn’t dare lay a hand on him.
Fu Yansheng snatched the baseball bat from Fu Shihan’s hand. Looking at the elder in front of him, Fu Shihan’s throat moved as he let out a long sigh.
"Fine, I’ll spare their lives today."
Fu Shihan nodded and said.
"But from today, don’t let me see them again. Otherwise, I will have to settle things with them."
Fu Shihan strode back into the house. Before entering the door, he took off his bloodstained jacket and tossed it to the ground.
He returned to his room, entered the bathroom, and showered under the cold water, recalling the expression on Su Wanxin’s face when he asked her why she didn’t visit him in the hospital that day.
He remembered her reaction when he mentioned breaking up.
He kept thinking with his eyes closed for a long time, and when he opened them again, they were bloodshot.
The answer he had longed for was finally clear, but it weighed heavier than knowing nothing at all.
He should have realized it earlier; how could she not visit him in the hospital?
She was the kind of person who would push him away at the first sign of danger. In her eyes, his life was more important than hers, right?
The suffocating pain in his chest made it difficult to breathe. He finished showering, changed into clean clothes, grabbed his phone and car keys, and went out.
On the first floor, Fu Yansheng sat on the sofa with a cold expression.
Seeing him come down the stairs, he asked, "What on earth is wrong with you today?!"
Fu Shihan really didn’t want to talk to him, but when he reached him, he stopped.
"Why didn’t you tell me about Wanwan looking for me at the hospital that day?"
