Chapter 199 Siblings

The miniature listening device was hidden between the fingers and in a corner of the backrest while adjusting the chair.

The size of a five-cent coin, it fits perfectly into the corner, hidden just right.

Originally, we were going to use something from Fu Yuqi, that big mouth, but who would have thought that Fu Hongyuan would call us today.

Something unusual must be going on. When Fu Yuhua saw that chair in the courtyard, she had an idea, but she didn't expect that she could use it so soon.

Zhu Bo and Fu Hongyuan's voices were transmitted from the bug's built-in network to the phone's receiver, and then transmitted to Fu Yuhua's ears via Bluetooth.

"Sir, the eldest young master has arrived, followed by Cheng Lusheng's car. The two cars have now entered the underground parking garage together."

"Cheng Lusheng?" Fu Hongyuan's voice was completely devoid of the listlessness and helplessness he had shown when speaking to Fu Yuhua earlier. "He knows perfectly well that Yushu hates him the most, so why did he come with him? And Yushu too, shouldn't he be at the South Pearl Tower today discussing that export trade deal with Ruiguang Group? How come he had time to come here?"

"That's why I rushed back. My heart is pounding. Sir, I hope nothing bad has happened?"

“With me here, what could possibly happen? No matter what, I’m still his father. Could he possibly kill me?” Fu Hongyuan didn’t take Fu Yushu seriously. Outsiders said Fu Yushu was cold-hearted, but Fu Hongyuan knew that his eldest son was the most sentimental. “If he could really kill without blinking an eye, I would accept defeat willingly. It’s just a pity that when it comes to ruthlessness, he can’t compare to Yuqi.”

At this point, Fu Hongyuan seemed to recall something and chuckled, "If he had simply cut off my path back then, or even had Fu Yuhua killed, I wouldn't be in this mess now, and I wouldn't have given Fu Yuhua the chance to come back and compete with him."

Uncle Zhu hesitated, "Young Master and Miss used to have a good relationship. He always protected her. It's understandable that he's reluctant to let her go after what happened like that..."

“What could he possibly be reluctant to part with? She’s not even his own sister. When Yuan Jing had a difficult childbirth and gave birth to a stillborn baby, I adopted the abandoned baby that was left at the hospital so as not to make her sad. Yuan Jing didn’t know about this, but didn’t he? He was waiting outside the delivery room with me back then.”

Having said that, Fu Hongyuan stopped talking and turned to Fu Yuhua, "Did you send that girl away?"

Zhu Bo paused, as if he wanted to say that the person had been escorted to the door and he hadn't seen her leave yet, but then he felt that it was unnecessary to say that—it was only a few steps away from the gate, how could Fu Yuhua possibly get lost?

So Uncle Zhu nodded, "They've been seen off."

Then, recalling Fu Yuhua's attitude when they left, she casually asked, "Did Miss accept your help?"

"They said they'd go back and consider it."

"What if something unexpected happens..."

“If she readily agrees, or agrees on the spot, then we should worry about unforeseen circumstances. That girl is shrewd. Over the years, none of the people I've sent have been able to touch her. While it's true that Fu Yushu is secretly protecting her, it must be said that she herself has grown up very quickly. She's not so easy to fool. But since she hasn't refused, she'll most likely be swayed in the end.”

At this point, Fu Hongyuan, looking as if he had seen through Fu Yuhua, picked up the watering can next to him and continued watering the flowers nonchalantly.

“There were many loopholes in what I said today. Someone as smart as Fu Yuhua will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. Once she investigates, she will find out what we have prepared for her. At that time, she will be able to take the bait.”

Zhu Boying's and Feng Cheng's voices came through the earphones.

Fu Yuhua, however, couldn't hear a single word.

Unconsciously, her fingers gripped the artificial rock tightly, prying off a piece of broken rock. Two of her newly done manicure nails broke, with one of the nails on her index finger breaking off deeply, piercing her skin and bleeding, but she was completely unaware.

She was not surprised by Fu Hongyuan's scheme.

A cold-blooded person who could once disregard the lives of his wife and children would not suddenly become kind-hearted on the verge of death. The so-called support was nothing but a pretext for exploitation, and Fu Yuhua did not believe even the nonsense that he could live for three months.

Fu Hongyuan is a cold-blooded businessman; profit is the most important thing to him, a fact that Fu Yuhua had long seen through.

Even after hearing that she wasn't born to Fu Hongyuan and Yuan Jing, but was just an abandoned baby Fu Hongyuan picked up to make up the numbers, a strange sense of joy rose in her heart. It was as if severing ties with the Fu family was more gratifying than her so-called status as a rich young lady.

However, Fu Yushu already knew she wasn't a member of the Fu family...

And back then, it wasn't Fu Hongyuan who insisted on sending her abroad, but rather Fu Yushu who protected her and helped her escape to a distant land...

But why did Fu Yushu do this?

Are you afraid she'll seek revenge?

No, it's not.

Fu Yushu wasn't even afraid of Fu Hongyuan, so why would he be afraid of himself back then?

According to Fu Hongyuan, initially, he intended to harm her...

An unbelievable thought popped into Fu Yuhua's mind, but she quickly dismissed it.

impossible.

How could Fu Yushu be doing this to protect her?

Before she left the country, Fu Yushu was so cold and tough, as if if she had slowed down even a step, he would have personally picked her up and thrown her out of the Fu family and kicked her out of the country.

From her brother who once protected her to her cold and ruthless enemy, Fu Yushu switched roles so naturally, as if all the good things in the past were just a dream, and only disgust was the only truth.

But during those years abroad, she had a very smooth life and hardly encountered any troubles.

And after returning to the southern city...

Fu Yuhua suddenly recalled the two times she had seen Fu Yushu over the years.

The first time was last night, under the high walls of the police station compound, when he tried to explain to her that the people who attacked Song Ying were not sent by him.

Once again, today, he took her to the film festival despite having a meeting, still keeping his habit of checking the weather and preparing an umbrella for her.

Fu Yuhua's eyes flickered.

The stinging pain in my fingertips finally reached my nerves, sending waves of agony through me.

Yes, how could she forget the pain once the wound healed?

No matter how Fu Yushu treated her, Yuan Jing was ultimately the one who pushed her down the stairs, resulting in the death of both her and her unborn child—even though they were not related by blood, Yuan Jing was still the mother who doted on her to the extreme in Fu Yuhua's memory.

Unlike Fu Hongyuan's hypocrisy, Yuan Jing genuinely loved and cared for her.

Not only her, but also Fu Yushu and Fu Yuqi.

The Yuan family were ordinary people, and everyone thought that Yuan Jing had gotten incredibly lucky to marry Fu Hongyuan, even though Fu Hongyuan's wife had died and it was his second marriage.

As a stepmother, Yuan Jing rarely tried to take anything from the children, but she gave all three children equal love and care, even though Fu Yushu and Fu Yuqi did not appreciate it.

Fu Yuhua could accept their resentment towards Yuan Jing, but she could not accept that Fu Yushu would harm someone's life because of that resentment.

She witnessed Fu Yushu pushing Yuan Jing downstairs.

When she came home from school that day, she opened the door and heard Yuan Jing scream. Then, she tumbled straight down the stairs of the villa.

The villa had a higher ceiling than ordinary houses, with the second floor almost two and a half stories high. When Yuan Jing rolled down, her head was facing down, hitting the edge of the bottom step. Blood gushed from the back of her head and between her legs like a burst dam, and she died on the spot.

Fu Yushu remained standing upstairs, still in the motion of pushing someone.

His face was so cold and devoid of warmth. Years later, when Fu Yuhua recalled that day, looking up from downstairs, she could still clearly remember Fu Yushu's appearance.

In the dead of night, that scene replays itself more than once.

The taste of rust on her tongue made Fu Yuhua realize that she had bitten her lower lip too hard and broken it.

Raising her hand, Fu Yuhua casually wiped away the bloodstains, and was about to lift her foot when she heard a sound coming from her earphones again.