Mr. Fu said to them coldly, "Everyone, get out. I want to talk to An Ning."

No one dared to go against the old man's wishes, and they all turned around and left.

The old man pointed to the bedside and said, "An Ning, come sit next to me!"

An Ning sat down next to the old man and whispered, "Don't blame yourself. This isn't your fault. It's your son who can't control his lower body. A family that starts from the foundation is rotten, and it can't be supported by one person."

When Mr. Fu heard this, his face turned even paler.

"It's my fault that I can't control them." Old Master Fu murmured softly.

An Ning understood what he meant and shook her head. "You can't control people. No matter how upright you are, one person can't save an entire family. But don't worry, the grandson I gave birth to for you is very outstanding. He will inherit your character, but he won't help you support the Fu family. You should know that the Fu family is rotten to the core."

An Ning spoke calmly, she knew that these words would not irritate Mr. Fu.

Because he knows it better than anyone else.

Old Master Fu whispered to An Ning, "An Ning, I had a dream while I was unconscious. I dreamed that our Fu family had a bad ending. I was sentenced to life imprisonment. Jianmin's death was not glorious, and Yu Chen's ending was not good either! Those things were so real, so real that I felt as if they were all true."

An Ning didn't say anything, but whispered, "Old man, don't let your mind wander. Take care of your health."

Mr. Fu shook his head: "I know my own body very well. I know I can't make it this time."

An Ning kept silent.

She did not comfort the old man: she knew better than anyone that it was she who supported the fortune of the Fu family.

Now, she exchanged her life for Fu Yuchen's.

The ending she changed will return to the starting point little by little.

"Grandpa, thank you for all these years! I have been homeless since I was a child, and I long for the love of my parents. You are the father I want in my heart." An Ning held his old hand and said softly, "Take good care of yourself and spend more time with Yu Chen."

Mr. Fu looked at An Ning and asked her softly, "The Fu family owes you too much. Do you have any requests?"

An Ning whispered to the old man, "Let Fu Jianmin divorce me tomorrow!"

As she spoke, she said to the old man: "Dad, this is the last respect I can give to the Fu family. The sooner he divorces, the better it will be for the Fu family."

Mr. Fu nodded: "Okay, I understand! Don't worry, I will let him divorce you tomorrow."

An Ning held the old man's hand and said, "Have a good rest! I'll be leaving first."

Mr. Fu held her back and said, "Let them in!"

An Ning nodded and turned to leave.

When An Ning walked out of the ward, Mrs. Fu saw her and asked anxiously, "What did the old man say to you?"

An Ning didn't answer her and said to Han Xinrui, "Let's go to the cafeteria to look for Yu Chen. He should be eating there."

Old Mrs. Fu entered the ward.

Mr. Fu looked at the woman he had been married to for decades and asked with difficulty, "Su Qinghe, have you ever respected me?"

When Mrs. Fu heard this, her face turned pale and she said anxiously, "We have been married for almost fifty years. How can you say such a thing?"

Old Master Fu looked at her sarcastically: "You even lied to me about your son and Qiumei! Did you ever consider me your husband?"

Old Mrs. Fu's face turned even paler: "I...I'm afraid you'll be angry."

Mr. Fu smiled: "Really? You just want everyone to live according to your ideas. You will tell me about the things you can control. If you can't control it, you will hide it from me! Back then, I was walking on thin ice in that position. You never thought that this incident would bring me to ruin! You also didn't think that all my struggles over the years would be in vain because of Fu Jianmin's stupidity.