Chapter Eight: He is my best friend's uncle

His knees felt like they had been ripped out of their bones, slamming heavily onto the ground.

"I'm sorry... I'm late..."

"sorry……"

Huo Zhan felt a dryness, choking sensation, and pain in his throat.

He should have taken her away back then!

He shouldn't have let go!

Regret raged in his chest, and his eyes were already bloodshot.

Seeing his grief-stricken appearance, a staff member at the scene couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Are you a relative of the deceased?"

Is he a family member? He's nothing!

But so what? He was going to take her away, even if she was a corpse!

Just as Huo Zhan was about to speak, he was suddenly drowned out by another earth-shattering, heart-wrenching cry.

"My son! My son! Why would you do something so foolish!"

The old woman rushed in, threw herself onto the white sheet, and cried out in a hoarse voice, "You've left me all alone! What am I going to do?! What am I going to do?!"

Staff members helped the distraught elderly woman, saying, "Sir, please accept our condolences..."

A single tear was hanging from the corner of Huo Zhan's eye. Upon seeing this scene, the tear froze, as if hesitating whether to let it fall...

son?

What's going on?!

He suddenly raised his hand and lifted the white cloth, and the next second, his expression was colorful.

Staff immediately covered the area with a white sheet and asked again, "Are you a family member? If not, please..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huo Zhan stood up abruptly, brushed the tear from the corner of his eye with the back of his hand, and turned away coldly.

He knelt before the wrong person.

The phone in his pocket rang, and Cheng Siyu's urgent voice came through: "President Huo, Miss Su didn't jump off the building, but after Miss Su left, a man jumped off the building instead. It's said that he broke down after working overtime for seven consecutive days..."

Huo Zhan wasn't interested in what was going to happen next, so he hung up the call and contacted a private investigator instead.

"I need to know where Su Muci is within three minutes!"

Two minutes and fifty seconds later, a reply was received: "Mr. Huo, she was taken away by your niece, Huo Junjun."

"??"

Huo Zhan opened his WeChat Moments and saw Huo Junjun's latest post: 【My sister, I'll protect you from now on! (with attached image)】

The photo shows two wine glasses clinking together.

Although he couldn't see Su Muci's face clearly, he recognized one of the small hands holding a wine glass.

The small mole on Su Muchi's ring finger was already deeply etched into his memory.

That's great! She's alright!

Huo Zhan's violently heaving chest remained steady, but the next second, a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Cheng, he will make all those who have hurt her pay a hundredfold!

He called his special assistant in Kyoto: "Postpone all meetings for the next month and give me a complete list of all the business relationships of the Fu family in Jiangcheng!"

Immediately afterward, he made another call, his voice deep and firm: "Dad, I'm back in Jiangcheng."

...

"Oh my god, my uncle from Kyoto is back!"

Huo Junjun saw the notification in the family group chat, jumped up from the sofa, and paced frantically in front of Su Muci, muttering to herself, "What to do, what to do..."

Compared to Huo Junjun's panic, Su Muci sat on the sofa like a statue.

She changed into her pajamas, draped a towel over her shoulders, and her half-wet, half-dry hair fell messily over her shoulders.

My thoughts were still lingering on the rooftop of the Zhou Group building.

She was about to jump when suddenly a flash of lightning streaked across the sky…

In a daze, a voice rang in my ears: "Don't jump! You're not allowed to jump!"

As if waking from a nightmare, she retreated from the edge of the rooftop.

Almost simultaneously, Huo Junjun rushed to the rooftop, hugged Su Muci, and brought her to this apartment.

Things happened very quickly, and countless images were flashing through Su Muci's mind.

Fu Hengzhi...

Zhou Mengying...

Scene after scene, until her eyes were increasingly red with intense hatred.

Suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of Huo Junjun stomping her feet.

"Why did my uncle come so suddenly? It's so late at night, something serious must have happened! Is it too late for me to run away now?"

Seeing Huo Junjun's anxious appearance, Su Muci temporarily suppressed the surging hatred.

She asked in a low voice, "Junjun, when did you get a younger uncle?"

When Su Muci was still known as "Zhou Muci", Huo Junjun was her best friend.

Later, Zhou Muchi dropped out of school and disappeared, while Huo Junjun was sent to Kyoto to study. When the two met again, one was dating a "deliveryman" and the other was working as an intern lawyer at a law firm.

Su Muci had known Huo Junjun for so long, but she had never heard her mention that uncle.

Huo Junjun sat down next to Su Muci and said slowly, "Muci, I only found out about this when I was in high school. My grandparents had a bad relationship and eventually divorced. My grandmother went to Kyoto alone. It wasn't until I was in my first year of high school that my grandfather found out about my uncle. It turns out that my grandmother was pregnant when she divorced!"

"Grandma probably wanted to prove herself, so she raised my uncle with the best possible education. He completed his undergraduate studies in law, business, and economics at the age of 10, earned double master's degrees in finance and management at 14, and started his own business from scratch at 16. Now he runs a world-class company in Kyoto!"

"I lived at my uncle's house when I was in university in Kyoto. Those days were like a cosmic-level dimensional reduction attack for me!"

“I can imagine that when he comes to Jiangcheng and sees me, he will definitely ask me how my work is going. What can I say? The bottom-ranked intern at a small law firm! Then he will stare at me for three seconds with a very calm and indifferent look, just like he did in Kyoto.”

"In those three seconds, I would feel like I was a piece of trash, and I would keep questioning myself why I didn't work harder, why I was so useless... Tell me, why couldn't he wait until I made a little bit of progress before going back to Jiangcheng?"

Su Muci understood; her best friend's uncle was a successful middle-aged entrepreneur.

Because of her outstanding resume, her best friend was under tremendous psychological pressure.

She comforted her, saying, "Junjun, your uncle is a generation older than you. When you reach his age, you'll be a senior lawyer with at least a decade of experience, and you might not be any worse than him."

Upon hearing this, Huo Junjun's face became even more dejected.

Her grandmother was nearly fifty when she divorced and ran away with her child, while her genius uncle was only six years older than her!

Enough, there's no point in talking about it anymore; the more I talk about her, the more useless she becomes.

She sighed and changed the subject: "Mu Ci, let's not talk about me anymore, let's talk about you. What are your plans for the future?"

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Su Muci's eyes.

What are your plans?

Zhou Mengying tortured and killed Xiao Qi in front of her in the basement. After Xiao Qi escaped, Zhou Mengying instructed Fu Hengzhi to toy with her feelings and drive her to the brink of despair.

Fu Hengzhi was Zhou Mengying's accomplice throughout the entire process.

Since her concessions won't give her a chance to catch her breath, there's no need for her to back down any further.

She must send those two devils to hell!