Chapter 22 Did You Do This?
In the retro-style hall of the Fu family's ancestral home, Mr. Fu sat on the sofa with a sullen face and his hands folded on his crutches. The person he was waiting for had not arrived yet.
At this time, the housekeeper hurried in from outside, stopped beside Mr. Fu, bowed slightly and said, "Master, the young master is back."
As soon as the butler finished speaking, a pair of long legs in black suit trousers stepped into the hall first.
"What's the matter with calling me back?"
Fu Quezhou walked straight to the sofa and sat down without even looking at Mr. Fu's gloomy face. He took out his mobile phone and started playing with it.
Seeing his completely indifferent look, Mr. Fu was furious. He slammed his cane to the ground and snorted coldly, asking, "Don't you know why I called you back?"
"I don't know." Fu Quezhou replied without raising his head.
"you…!"
The old man was furious. He pointed at the screen on the iPad on the table and asked in a trembling voice, "Did you do this?"
Hearing this, Fu Quezhou finally took his eyes off the phone screen and glanced at the iPad instead. He calmly withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "I don't know what you are talking about."
Seeing his denial, the old man stood up in anger, raised his cane and pointed it tremblingly at Fu Quezhou, scolding him, "Do you really want to piss me off to death? What crime did Yang Yongqiang commit to deserve being hospitalized by you? Did you stop taking the medicine again?"
Fu Quezhou seemed oblivious to Mr. Fu's anger, staring at the chat screen with Su Yumian on his phone with a frown.
It wasn't until Su Yumian replied, "I'm home already," that a smile appeared on his face.
Seeing that he was still smiling, the old man became even more angry, "I asked you if you stopped taking the medicine?!"
Fu Quezhou, who was originally smiling, instantly lost his smile when he heard the word "stop medication". He raised his head and looked directly at Old Man Fu with cold eyes. He said in a cold tone, "Yes, the medication has been stopped. What? You want to send me to a mental hospital again?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Fu felt a pain in his heart, and the guilt that flashed across his face did not escape Fu Quezhou's eyes.
His son and daughter-in-law lived far away abroad and didn't care about their son at all. He was the one who raised him from childhood to adulthood.
If he hadn't been forced to do so, how could he have the heart to send his only grandson to that kind of place.
Seeing this, Fu Quezhou sneered, "That's right. When it comes to cruelty, who can compare to you Fu family? If you think I'm a monster, you can just send me back in and lock me up so I can't come out and harm anyone."
Every word Fu Quezhou said was like a knife stabbing his heart again and again. Finally, the old man seemed to lose all his energy, sat down dejectedly, and sighed, "The Yang family is no different. Yang Yongqiang is Yang Yuanzheng's grandson. If you beat him to the ICU, Yang Yuanzheng will not let you go..."
"Then let him come, I'll wait." Fu Quezhou looked up and said with a mysterious smile.
Old Master Fu was shocked, fearing that he would do something irreparable again. In an almost pleading tone, he said earnestly, "Quezhou, please think of it as your grandfather begging you not to do this kind of thing again. I'm old and I only have a few years to live. If you keep doing this, how can I trust you to hand over the company to you in the future?"
Mr. Fu paused, his cloudy eyes turned slightly red, and the wrinkles on his old face deepened a little.
He slowly raised his trembling hand, wanting to touch Fu Quezhou, but it froze in mid-air and finally dropped it weakly.
"I know you're angry, angry that your parents abandoned you..."
"Angry? Why should I be angry? They and I are not from the same world, so there is no reason for me to be angry for them." Fu Quezhou interrupted the old man and said in an indifferent tone.
Hearing this, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but was blocked by endless fatigue.
After a long silence, Old Master Fu continued, "I will find a way to resolve Yang Yongqiang's issue. You're not young anymore, you're almost thirty. The Chen family has a daughter who's a good person. Grandpa has met her. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so I'll arrange for you to meet the Chen family's daughter..."
Before Mr. Fu could finish his words, Fu Quezhou slowly stood up, a sinister smirk on his face, and interrupted him, "Grandpa, such a good girl, aren't you afraid that I will skin her and make her into a specimen?"
Mr. Fu was stunned and immediately scolded: "How dare you!"
Then he felt his tone was too harsh, so he softened it a bit and said, "The girl is well-educated and well-mannered. The key is that she is willing. Grandpa is not forcing you...it's just..."
"I'm very busy. I don't have time to meet anyone, let alone a blind date. I'm leaving."
Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, Fu Quezhou walked straight out the door.
Old Master Fu was so angry that he banged his cane. "You little bastard, remember to come back for Mid-Autumn Festival. Even if you don't have a blind date, at least have dinner with me."
After getting in the car, Secretary Jin asked, "Mr. Fu, are we going back to the villa or to the company now?"
Hearing this, Fu Quezhou took out his phone and sent a message to Su Yumian: "What are you doing?"
This time, Su Yumian replied quickly: "Sleeping at home."
These four simple words instantly brightened up Fu Quezhou's terrible mood.
He turned off the screen of his phone and said to Secretary Jin, "Let's go to the company."
"yes"
…
Su Yumian lay at home all day and didn't get up until Zhou Xubai came back from get off work in the evening.
"You're home."
Zhou Xubai thought he would go to Fu Quezhou's villa to spend the night and not come back.
"Well, what did you buy?" Su Yumian smelled the fragrance.
"Crayfish, would you like a drink?"
"Okay, I'll get the wine."
Su Yumian stood up and walked towards the refrigerator, while Zhou Xubai picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
"It's been reported that the Yang family's second son, Yang Yongqiang, was involved in a serious car accident a few days ago and is currently lying unconscious in the intensive care unit. Doctors have described him as being at risk of paralysis..."
The news coming from the TV made Su Yumian stunned, and the beer can in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.
Fu Quezhou's background was indeed powerful. Only one day had passed and it was treated as a car accident.
Fortunately, Yang Yongqiang did not die, but he was admitted to the ICU, which is no different from being dead.
Zhou Xubai stared at the footage on the news and asked, "Yu Mian, isn't this your high school classmate?"
"Don't worry about him, let's drink." Su Yumian grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV.
He didn't want to understand the world of the rich, but instead focused on completing his specimen course and sending the prize money back to his parents.
Before Zhou Xubai could realize it, a mountain of shrimp shells had piled up in front of him. He didn't eat the shrimp meat, but put it all into Su Yumian's bowl.
"Xubai, why did you give it all to me? I can't eat so much." As he said that, he was about to put some into Zhou Xubai's bowl.
Zhou Xubai quickly covered his bowl, took out a tissue and wiped his hands, saying, "Eat it, there's plenty more here."
Su Yumian felt embarrassed, "Then I'll peel it for you too..."
"No, just eat. Come, drink."
He felt very embarrassed every time Zhou Xubai took care of him, and his gratitude to him was even melted into the wine.
After drinking half a bottle of beer, I felt refreshed.
At this inopportune moment, the cell phone rang. When Su Yumian saw the caller ID, his good mood instantly disappeared.
After a long delay, he finally answered the phone. Fu Quezhou's impatient voice immediately came from the other end of the line, "What took you so long?"
Su Yumian: "What's the matter?"
Fu Quezhou: "Come down."
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