The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 812 - 644 New Vest, meeting Yuh Shaoyun [1 Update]_3

Shaoyun immediately raised his hand to stop Luo Feng’s action, coldly saying, "Stand down."

The Captain of the Guards tightened his grip, reluctantly sheathed his sword, and stepped back.

Shaoyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Fu, could we speak inside?"

Fu Yihan stared at him for a few seconds and finally let him in.

Shaoyun paused, "Mr. Fu, I want to ask about Xiao Qi... where is he?"

Indeed, Shaoyun didn’t need to say it; Fu Yihan could guess who he was from his appearance.

This moment just confirmed it further.

Fu Yihan’s fingers clenched tightly, "You are that man."

The one who left Fu Liuying, letting her return to Shanghai City alone to give birth.

Shaoyun’s eyes slightly trembled, "I’m sorry, I just found out what happened, I..."

"No, you don’t know." Fu Yihan took a deep breath, laughed coldly, "You don’t know he was born fatherless, you don’t know what he went through at the age of two, and you certainly don’t know how he managed to survive till this day!"

Some things even Fu Yihan only found out later.

He was always groomed by Old Master Fu to be the successor of the Fu Corporation, and the Fu Family had very strict expectations for him.

But even when he was ten, the most he faced were extra classes, never a life-and-death crisis.

But what about Fu Yunshen?

Walking on the edge of a knife from a young age.

Not a day of peace.

Shaoyun’s heart tightened sharply, a stabbing pain, "I’m sorry, I... I was unconscious for three years, if..."

Sadly, there’s no "if."

Fu Yihan’s gaze turned stern, "Who exactly are you?"

That was Fu Liuying.

One of the twin beauties of Shanghai City.

Gifted and sought after by many, with even the wealthy families of the imperial capital flocking to propose.

But in the end, ended up like that.

Shaoyun pursed his lips and explained the complete existence of the City of the World.

Fu Yihan’s fingers clenched tighter, "In your eyes, we’re just lambs ready for slaughter, aren’t we?"

He said no more, "Leave."

Shaoyun’s arm trembled slightly, "Mr. Fu."

"That’s all there is to say." Fu Yihan stepped back, indifferent, "I wasn’t lying to you; indeed, I don’t know where Yunshen is."

Fu Yunshen managed to cultivate an image of a playboy in the minds of everyone in Shanghai City while secretly developing his power.

If he doesn’t wish it, no one can find him.

Of course, deep down, Fu Yihan truly didn’t want Shaoyun to disturb Fu Yunshen.

After Old Master Fu’s death, it was Ying Zijin who pulled Fu Yunshen out.

He didn’t want anyone to push him back into the abyss.

Shaoyun whispered, "Alright, thank you, Mr. Fu, I will keep looking."

He raised his hand, signaling the guards to place the brought box on the ground, "These are some gifts, I..."

"Not necessary." Fu Yihan interrupted him, his voice even more indifferent, "My aunt has been gone for over twenty years, my grandfather and grandmother are also deceased."

"The Fu Family is ordinary, and has no connection with your Yuh Family."

Shaoyun’s face paled, almost unable to breathe.

His heart ached, like being roasted by fire.

Shaoyun stood silently.

At the same time, he contemplated.

Who exactly were the people Fu Yihan mentioned?

Sent by Old Madam Yuh?

The old mansion’s door reopened.

A hundred meters away, atop a building.

Luo Lei pressed his earpiece, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, his finger moved.

"Swish!"

A blade, merely the size of a little finger, flew out, slicing through the air at high speed, heading straight for Fu Yihan’s temple.

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