Special Agent Consort, Supreme Eldest Young Miss

She transmigrated and woke up, only to find herself defiled and carrying a child?

A jade pendant that could command the world stirred up chaos. The Empress Dowager doted on her excessively wi...

Chapter 177 It’s Not a Taste

According to An Tingyu, Fu Zhonghan was too sad, so An Tingyu basically took care of all the matters, big and small.

After everything was over, An Tingyu once again suggested to Zhonghan, "Grandpa, why don't you move into the An Mansion's side courtyard? We can take care of each other nearby."

Fu Zhonghan sighed and said in a low voice: "Forget it, I'm alone, it doesn't matter where I live, I'll just move!"

After getting Fu Zhonghan's approval, An Tingyu finally felt relieved, because she was really worried about Fu Zhonghan being alone.

Three days later, Fu Zhonghan moved next to the An Mansion. An Tingyu connected the two mansions and turned them into one big family. Regarding this matter, Mr. An, who had always been sharp-tongued, was silent for a rare time.

That day, An Tingyu came to Grandpa An's main courtyard and looked at him. She said, "Grandpa, you didn't say a word about my uncle. Are you angry with your grandson?"

Fu Mo lived in the An Mansion for many years when he was a child. An Tingyu knew that both the Fu Mansion and the An Mansion were sad about Fu Mo's affairs.

Old Master An shook his head. "Grandpa is not angry. If I were to say I was angry, it was because of that idiot Fu Mo. He had many options, but he chose the narrowest path."

"Girl, you have to remember that he became like this for you, so you live a happier life than anyone else. Otherwise, his sacrifice would be in vain." Old Master An said again.

"I know!" An Tingyu said, and then there was no sound, and her beautiful eyes were filled with suspicious tears.

Seeing this, Mr. An patted her shoulder soothingly, giving her silent comfort.

After leaving the main courtyard, An Tingyu stayed in the garden for a while before returning to her own courtyard. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Jing Aotian walking towards her.

"Are you okay?" Jing Aotian asked.

An Tingyu smiled slightly, "It's hard to say whether it's good or not, but... it's not too good either!"

How could she feel good about deceiving the person closest to her?

cheat?

Yes, it was a deception, because she told a huge lie. If she wanted others to believe this lie, she had to deceive herself first.

Because Fu Mo was not dead, he had an ectopic heart, and it was precisely because his heart was on the right side that saved his life. However, Fu Mo was the one who poisoned Long Xunyi. If others knew that he was still alive, then his life that had just been saved would definitely be in danger. So she had to deceive everyone, and it would not be too late to tell Fu Zhonghan and the others after the storm had died down.

So the person lying in the coffin now is not Fu Mo, but the scapegoat she found, the 'Fu Mo' after she disguised herself.

"He committed a capital crime, and you were trying to save him, so even if they find out in the future, they'll understand." Jing Aotian whispered softly, then added, "But what about Fu Mo in the future?"

An Tingyu thought about it, and then said: "I want to discuss this with Xing Mo."

"Do you mean you want Fu Mo to go to Fu Lingshan?" After understanding what she meant, Jing Aotian frowned, because discussing it with Xing Mo would mean that Xing Mo would also know about it, and it also showed An Tingyu's trust in Xing Mo.

This was originally a secret between the two of them, but now Xing Mo had to know about it, and Jing Aotian felt bad.