Fu Mochen rushed to the hospital anxiously.

However, when he rushed into his grandfather's ward, he was shocked by the scene before him and stopped in his tracks.

The ward was crowded with many people sitting there.

His eyes quickly swept over the crowd, and naturally he saw Fu Zian who fell into the river a few days ago.

In an instant, Fu Mochen suddenly realized that it was not about his grandfather's health problem, but a lie they had carefully planned to trick him into joining in.

His expression was calm, without any sign of panic, but when his eyes met his father Fu Quli, who was surrounded by everyone like a star, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face.

"You still remember to come here."

Fu Quli's voice sounded coldly, and the tone was like an ice knife. There was no concern for Fu Mochen's anxious coming, only endless indifference.

Fu Mochen responded calmly, "If Grandpa was in trouble, I would have rushed here as soon as possible. I just didn't expect Father to use the excuse of Grandpa being ill to trick me into coming here."

"Don't say those useless things. Tell me honestly, was it you who caused your brother to fall into the river that day?"

Fu Quli's words were more of a stern accountability than an inquiry. From his expression and tone, it was not difficult to see that he had probably already been certain in his heart that he was the one who did it.

Fu Mochen sneered and walked over steadily. He first checked on his unconscious grandfather with concern, and only after confirming that he was fine did he slowly answer.

"First, everyone present that day can testify that I had nothing to do with him falling into the river. Secondly, what kind of brother is he? He's just an illegitimate child. So, has Father lost all respect and is planning to make his infidelity public?"

"You bastard!"

Fu Quli shouted angrily, then raised his hand. His action was exactly the same as Fu Zian's that day.

But Fu Mochen today is no longer the weak child who had no one to protect him and could only try to please his parents in order to gain their love.

He easily grabbed Fu Quli's wrist with one hand, with a hint of fearless provocation in his eyes.

"Why, do you still want to attack me?"

After saying that, he pushed hard, Fu Quli staggered, and Fu Mochen sat down on a chair beside him.

"Grandpa's health is getting worse. You should know without me saying anything more that this is a critical moment for the company to elect directors. If the news of you and your mistress having an illegitimate child gets out, do you think you still have a chance?"

Seeing that his father seemed to have no intention of pursuing the matter that day, Fu Zian felt aggrieved and said hurriedly, "Dad, you can't be so partial. It was obviously me who got hurt and embarrassed."

Fu Quli looked embarrassed at this moment. After hesitating for a long time, he finally compromised.

"Mo Chen, you know everything about your mother and I. Zi'an and his mother have been following me all these years and have suffered so much. Just apologize to him and let this matter be put to rest."

The disappointment on Fu Mochen's face became increasingly difficult to conceal. Fu Zian felt wronged, so who could he turn to for the grievances he had suffered over the years?

He said resolutely, "I will not apologize. Let me tell you, if I hadn't been there that day, do you think Miss Jiang would have let your foolish son go so easily? The Jiang family's status is not something our family can easily provoke. If you think your foolish son's actions are okay, then let him continue to torment me. I want to see how long this Fu family can survive."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, not giving the father and son behind him a chance to speak.

Fu Quli looked at Fu Mochen's departing back, and then he gradually came to his senses.

He realized that Fu Zian must not have told the whole story of what happened that day. The Jiang family was not a family they could offend at will.

Thinking of this, he turned around abruptly and shouted at Fu Zian: "What on earth did you do? Tell me everything!"

Fu Zian was so scared that he shrank back and quickly hid behind his mother. He said in a trembling voice, "Dad, I didn't do anything. If it weren't for my brother that day, I wouldn't have done that."

Fu Mochen had already walked out of the ward, but he could still hear the slander coming from inside the ward. His heart was filled with bitterness and he sighed secretly.

Such a chaotic family, if grandpa was not still alive, he would probably have left long ago.

Rong Xi was sitting in the car, watching the farce happening in the hospital. He couldn't help but think that Fu Quli was really weird.

The thought of having to compete with their family in the future gave her a headache.

But in a flash, her thoughts drifted to Xuan Rongan again, and she wondered in her heart, who is he?

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Three days later, early in the morning, Rong Xi was gently awakened by the servant at home.

She finished washing up sleepily and went downstairs to see that Father and Mother Jiang were already sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

She greeted lazily, "Good morning, Mom and Dad."

"Xixi, I originally wanted you to sleep a little longer, but your seventh uncle is pressing us to go earlier."

"Yeah." Rong Xi responded, sat down at the dining table, and casually took a few bites of breakfast.

Xue Fei, who had already discussed the makeup and styling plan, had been waiting there for a long time with her styling team members.

Seeing that Rong Xi had finished her meal, he led her into the cloakroom.

"Sister Xuefei, just put on some light makeup, it doesn't have to be too complicated."

Xue Fei is the head of the Jiang family's styling team. No matter what kind of style it is, as long as it is transformed by her, it can be directly released into the entertainment industry and filmed.

"Don't you need to wear the makeup we agreed on before?" Xue Fei asked.

"No need. The protagonist today is the bride. I'd better not steal the limelight."

Xue Fei nodded. Rong Xi was very casual about her makeup and hairstyle, but she had a good foundation, so she had nothing to say.

It took her more than an hour to put on makeup, and when she came out, Jiang's father and mother were already waiting outside.

Looking at her well-behaved and beautiful daughter, Mother Jiang's heart was filled with love and satisfaction, and her thoughts drifted back to Rong Xi's childhood.

Thinking back to how excited she was when she wore a beautiful skirt as a child, she wondered how she had grown up so quickly. When Father Jiang mentioned the young talents from other families a few days ago, she couldn't help but feel emotional, and her eyes became slightly moist.

Although the three of them went out at the same time, according to the rules of the Jiang family, they needed to take different vehicles.

The three luxury cars drove along different routes, but arrived at the Jiang family's old house at a similar time.

Although they are all old houses of the Jiang family, Old Master Jiang had four sons. Together with the courtyards where they lived and several daughters lived at that time, they were divided into five large courtyards. Each courtyard had an independent courtyard, and there were also places for his descendants to live.

Every year, special people come to inspect and repair the building. Even after so many years, only the expansion has not changed the theme style.