Chapter 42: She is just a girl, is she still going to live?

Fu Yanxiu drove the electric wheelchair and followed Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu glanced at him and sighed helplessly, "I'm just walking around, you don't have to stare at me."

Fu Yanxiu chuckled, "Grandpa, I just want to see what you can find out from me."

Mr. Fu couldn't resist him. After all, this was Fu Yanxiu's place. He winked at the butler, who went over and pushed Fu Yanxiu.

The three of them went straight to Fu Yanxiu's master bedroom.

Mr. Fu didn't even ask Fu Yanxiu, he just opened the door and went in.

Fu Yanxiu tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest. He watched with cold eyes as Mr. Fu lifted the quilt, walked around the room, and then went to the cloakroom. The cloakroom was large but very wide. He could see everything at a glance. Mr. Fu He also walked to the end of the cloakroom and pushed open the bathroom to take a look.

After confirming that there was no such thing, he frowned and walked out.

"Grandpa doesn't seem very satisfied." Fu Yanxiu's fingers were still tapping rhythmically.

Mr. Fu didn't find anyone, and he couldn't bear to lose face. He pursed his lips and ignored him. He turned around and went back, trying to open the closet in the cloakroom.

Fu Yanxiu said coldly, "Grandpa, I'm almost thirty, do you still want to play that trick of rifling through my things?"

These words were unpleasant to hear, and Mr. Fu's movements stopped.

Indeed, Fu Yanxiu is the head of the Fu family after all. Even if he is an elder, he should not go through his things like this. It is a bit of a slap in the face.

Mr. Fu hesitated for a moment and then withdrew his hand.

Mr. Fu asked bluntly, "Is Su Qiao here with you?"

Fu Yanxiu did not answer directly and sneered, "How many more times will you be deceived by Yan Min?"

One word of deception completely lifted Mr. Fu's cover, "Presumptuous. She is your elder after all."

To safeguard Yan Min's dignity is to safeguard Mr. Fu's own dignity.

How could Fu Yanxiu not know.

But Mr. Fu went too far today, and he didn't control his temper. "If she is really that capable, she should produce evidence. As soon as the two of them talk, they throw dirty water on others."

"I don't care. She's just a girl. Is she going to survive?"

Mr. Fu just listened to what Yan Min said, and there was indeed no substantial evidence.

But he didn't need any substantial evidence. "Don't you know how Lin Qing got into your uncle's bed? Su Qiao is her daughter. Two families can't eat from the same pot."

Fu Yanxiu paused, curled up his fingers, glanced at the direction of the closet calmly, and lowered his voice, "Lin Qing got together with Third Uncle after Yan Min despised Third Uncle and divorced him."

"Grandpa, are you getting old and confused? You can't even remember the time."

Mr. Fu's face turned red and he was angry. Unexpectedly, Fu Yanxiu actually spoke for Lin Qing and pointed at his nose and said that he was an old fool.

"If she had a simple mind, would she confuse your third uncle?" Mr. Fu's cane hit the ground, making a thumping sound. "Why on earth has she stayed in the Fu family in silence for so many years? Don't say you don't know."

Fu Yanxiu nodded, "I know, she likes my third uncle."

"Like it?" Mr. Fu laughed angrily, "How much is it worth if you like it? Or can it raise a few daily limits? Or can it promote my Fu family?"

Fu Yanxiu looked at the old man coldly, his eyes full of pity, "Grandpa, how are you different from a money-making machine like this?"

The old man did not quarrel with him, and said calmly, "I don't care whether there is anything going on between you two. Even if you are just having fun, forget about it. The Zhao family is the business. You are not allowed to talk to him again before you get married. Meet Su Qiao."

"After you get married, I don't care what you love. You are free to keep it in a cage or throw it away."

Fu Yanxiu smiled coldly, "So in Grandpa's eyes, I am just a tool for the housekeeper and a bargaining chip for marriage, right?"

As if he found this matter ridiculous, Fu Yanxiu laughed so hard that he lowered his head and said for a long time, "No wonder, the eldest brother would rather go out and start from scratch without taking anything, than take over this family."

Mr. Fu was obviously turned upside down, and he raised his voice instantly, "You all want to go against me, make me mad!"

As he said this, the old man clutched his chest and turned pale.

The housekeeper quickly supported the old man and said to Fu Yanxiu, "Second Young Master, I will take the old man back first."

Fu Yanxiu said nothing, looking in the direction of the cloakroom with cold eyes.

The housekeeper helped Mr. Fu out of the door and into the elevator. Mr. Fu looked like he was about to get sick one second, but he was fine the next. "Where have Ting Xiu and that Xu Zhi gone?"

The housekeeper said, "I heard that the eldest young master is worried about having his head shaved. Xu Zhi and He Beizhi are still inseparable."

Mr. Fu sneered, "Both of them think they are lovers, but I want to see how long they can last."

In the bedroom, Fu Yanxiu stood up from the wheelchair, limped to the closet, and gently opened the closet door.

Su Qiao huddled in the corner, holding her clothes with both hands, like a poor little beggar.

He suddenly opened the closet door. Su Qiao was unaware and raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Then she lowered her eyes and said softly, "Is the old man gone?"

"Yes." Fu Yanxiu bent down and stretched out his hand to pull her.

She dodged his touch and walked out of the closet. As soon as she took two steps out, Fu Yanxiu grabbed her arm and said, "Grandpa may not have gone far yet."

This reason convinced Su Qiao, and she didn't leave anymore, but just pushed Fu Yanxiu's hand away.

Fu Yanxiu looked down at her, his eyelashes trembled slightly and were slightly moist, his expression was tough, he looked broken and stubborn.

Fu Yanxiu's heart ached, "What the old man said was not what I meant."

But what's the difference?

What Mr. Fu means is what the Fu family means.

Even if Fu Yanxiu didn't think so, he wouldn't be able to change anything.

Su Qiao sniffed and said, "Thank you for speaking for my mother." She smiled helplessly, "Although she said she likes Uncle San, no one believes her."

"I believe."

Su Qiao paused and looked up at Fu Yanxiu. The man's expression was serious and sincere. He really believed it.

Su Qiao's heart was touched, but Mr. Fu's words still echoed in her ears.

Maybe Fu Yanxiu is really just doing it for fun, just for fun.

After all, his shady relationship with Su Qiao was, in a sense, a kind of confrontation against Mr. Fu.

He wanted to fight against Mr. Fu's arrangements for his life, against the shackles given to him by the Fu family, against everything.

And she was just a passerby of Fu Yanxiu.

Su Qiao looked back and softened her tone, "I won't be here anymore, so you can find a servant to take care of you."