Fu Nanxiao was still on the phone, his brows furrowed, as if he had encountered some problem.

He didn't have time to resolve this matter.

Could it be the public relations department of the Fu family?

Before Jiang Yilai could figure it out, she saw Fu Nanxiao hang up the phone.

Under the lights, his expression was somewhat serious and aloof.

He walked over and said to Jiang Yilai, "The old man is back. We need to go back to the old house now."

The old man—Old Master Fu?

Even after getting into the car, Jiang Yilai was still in a daze.

She hadn't met Old Master Fu yet. It was said that Fu Nanxiao was in a car accident a year ago and became a vegetable. The Fu family's stock price fluctuated, and it was Old Master Fu who took charge of the situation.

But after the situation stabilized, he went abroad to recuperate due to poor health.

It has been two years now.

Therefore, Jiang Yilai has never met Old Master Fu since she married into the Fu family.

Grandpa Fu didn't seem to have any curiosity about her. He never called or video-chatted with her. Jiang Yilai had been married into the family for almost half a year, yet she had no interaction with Grandpa Fu at all.

A strong sense of unease rose in Jiang Yilai's heart.

She suddenly remembered the question she had asked Lao Zhang that morning.

If the fate of those six people was deliberately orchestrated, then who else could have done such a thing when Fu Nanxiao was only five or six years old and had just been brought back to the Fu family?

The happiness and dream I had just experienced seemed to be shattered in an instant.

A fine, cold sensation, like silk threads, spiraled upwards from the soles of Jiang Yilai's feet.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Nanxiao asked in a low voice, holding her hand, seeing that she seemed lost in thought.

Jiang Yilai snapped out of her daze: "It's nothing."

Fu Nanxiao seemed to sense her unease: "Don't be afraid, just answer whatever the old man asks. He is a bit serious and old-fashioned, but he is fair and upright."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

Jiang Yilai nodded, feeling much more at ease.

The car quickly arrived at the Fu family's old residence and stopped in front of the main house.

As soon as Jiang Yilai entered, she noticed that the atmosphere was different from usual.

The servants all stood with their hands clasped and heads bowed, awaiting orders.

A solemn and quiet atmosphere permeated the entire old house.

The maid told them that everyone was in the master bedroom.

The two went up to the second floor and saw two rows of people standing at the door of the master bedroom, with bodyguards and medical staff on both sides.

Among them, the elderly man in the suit with gray hair smiled when he saw Fu Nanxiao: "Young Master, you're back."

Fu Nanxiao nodded: "Uncle Zhou."

Uncle Zhou's gaze fell on Jiang Yilai: "This must be the young mistress? Just as the old lady said, she is a gentle and beautiful woman."

Jiang Yilai didn't know who this Uncle Zhou was, but judging from Fu Nanxiao's polite attitude and the tone of his voice, she could tell that he held a high position in the Fu family, or rather, by Old Master Fu's side.

She smiled and said, "Hello, Uncle Zhou, I'm Jiang Yilai."

"Good morning, young mistress." Uncle Zhou looked very kind. "The doctor is examining the old master and should be done soon. The old mistress and the second master's family are also inside. Young master, please go in."

Fu Nanxiao, however, was in no hurry to go in.

He asked calmly, "Uncle Zhou, why didn't you tell me beforehand that you were coming back so hastily? I could have arranged for someone to pick you up."

Uncle Zhou's smile remained unchanged: "Young Master, please don't make things difficult for me. You know the old man's personality; no one can disobey his decisions."

Fu Nanxiao didn't say anything, he just nodded.