Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 814: Li Mo: Well Done.
Fu Yansheng heard this, his pupils contracted slightly, and he instantly understood why he acted today.
"You...!"
"Grandpa, I’m in a bad mood right now. So what I say might be harsh." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Fu Shihan interrupted him, his gaze dark.
"But some things still need to be said. You are an elder, I can’t do anything to you, but anyone you send, whoever touches her, dies."
He had unintentionally overheard about the hospital incident, so were there things he hadn’t heard about yet?
What had they all done to Su Wanxin behind his back? Su Wanxin would never proactively tell him.
If he hadn’t been unable to hold back and went to find her, would he have missed out on her for life?
Fu Shihan thought about these things, feeling a lingering fear.
"You little punk, who are you trying to scare?!"
"I have some business to attend to outside, I’ll talk to you later." Fu Shihan took strides to continue walking out. "Whether it’s a scare or not, send someone and you’ll find out."
He went out, got in the car, and with a heavy step on the accelerator, sped out of the Fu Mansion.
Upstairs, in a certain bedroom.
Li Mo sat in a wheelchair by the window, calmly watching downstairs.
The servant beside her was giving her a massage therapy, and seeing her indifferent manner, couldn’t help but ask, "Madam, why didn’t you stop the Young Master when he hit the old man’s people just now?"
Li Mo had been sitting here since Fu Shihan started bringing the two into the courtyard.
But she said nothing, just watched quietly.
"Stop what?" Hearing the servant’s words, Li Mo smiled slightly, lifted her hand, glanced at her fingernails, her tone lazy, "He did well."
The servant shuddered, immediately fell silent, and didn’t dare to say anything more.
...
Fu Shihan drove the car onto the main road and called Su Wanxin.
The call connected, and he asked directly, "Are you at the company?"
"Hmm, what’s up?"
"I’ll come over to see you in a bit."
Su Wanxin furrowed her brows slightly, sensing something was off in his tone. "But I have a meeting soon, the client is about to arrive."
"It’s fine, you do your thing, I’ll wait in your office."
"...Okay." Su Wanxin was suspicious and cautiously asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
"Nothing, we’ll talk when we meet."
"Then be careful driving on the road."
"Hmm, bye."
Fu Shihan hung up the phone, feeling like he couldn’t expel all the bad air from his lungs, making him keep sighing heavily.
So angry.
Angry at Grandpa, and angry at himself.
Su Wanxin put down her phone, her brows furrowed tightly.
Fu Shihan’s tone was really off, who had provoked him?
"Wan God, who called? Brother Han?"
On the couch beside her, Lin Rui lounged there playing games. He had come to deliver something to Su Wanxin earlier, and decided to stay and sit for a while.
He loved watching these big shots work, even if he didn’t understand, deep inside he thought they were amazing.
"Hmm, your Brother Han."
Su Wanxin looked down at the materials she would use for the meeting, complaining.
"He sounds like he’s in a bad mood, don’t leave, be his punching bag for a while, and when I finish the meeting, it won’t be as dangerous."
Lin Rui shuddered, immediately wanting to leave.
He looked up at Su Wanxin’s very composed look, thought about it, and asked, "Wan God, that day... why didn’t you go see Brother Han?"
Su Wanxin was taken aback for a moment, knew what time he was referring to, and answered casually, "Got drunk, didn’t know he was in trouble."
"I heard Brother Ci call you, don’t lie to me."
