Chapter 95 Don't Kill Him
Song Cha was stunned, as if he sensed that there was more to his words than met the eye.
"Pasong, you weren't involved in this, were you?" Songcha looked concerned for him, as if afraid that he might be implicated.
Fu Yungui smiled and said, "You really played the role of a good older brother. Look at the question you asked. Should I shed a few tears to do justice to your acting skills?"
“You…” Songcha was a little angry, “Pasong, I’m just concerned about you, why do you always overthink things?”
I have never had any ill intentions towards you.
"It's nothing, you should take better care of yourself." The man didn't listen to a word she said.
Songcha remained calm and explained to him, "Pasong, your business being taken away has nothing to do with me. I know Wenlai, but we only came into contact recently because of business matters. We are not close."
“However, no matter how good our relationship is, how could I possibly contact outsiders to harm you?” Song Cha added.
"Besides, how can you so easily believe what outsiders say?"
The man smiled. It was clear that Song Cha truly believed what he had just said about Buddy calling him before he died.
"Song Cha, do you really think I'm a three-year-old?"
As the man spoke, he put his leg down, stood up, and walked towards him. "Buddy is dead now, so you'll have no way to prove anything."
"However, many of them are still alive."
"You have to trust me," Song Cha said nervously as he approached.
"I don't believe it." With that, the man went up and grabbed his head, slamming him against a nearby table.
"But whether you believe it or not isn't that important anymore."
"I want to see if you can take a beating right now." With that, he rammed into it again.
A muffled thud echoed through the room.
"ah……"
Song Cha was no match for Fu Yungui. He was held down by the man and couldn't move. He felt like his head was about to explode.
...
Momo followed Qiqi into the living room of the main building. They sat down in the living room, and after a while, Aunt Pu cut up some fruit and knelt down to bring it over from the carpet.
"Miss Momo, please have some."
Momo smiled at her, "Thank you, Aunt Pu."
"You're welcome." Aunt Pu withdrew voluntarily.
"Momo." Fu Qiyu held her hand. "I told Grandpa last time, and he promised me he would protect you."
"Grandpa Pi came to see Fu Yungui last time, but the chat didn't go very well," Momo told her.
“Grandpa and he never got along.” Fu Qiyu paused and then said, “Grandpa can’t control Fu Yungui either. No one can control his temper. But since Grandpa said he would take charge, he definitely won’t sit idly by.”
Momo nodded, "Qiqi, tell Grandpa not to feel embarrassed or guilty. This is between Fu Yungui and me, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."
“He did not wrong me, and neither did you. The pain and hurt that Fu Yungui caused me have nothing to do with you, even though you are family.”
Seeing that she had retreated this far, Fu Qiyu felt a lump in her throat, "Momo..."
Momo squeezed her hand back.
Fu Qiyu looked around and then whispered, "If all else fails, I'll help you escape. Fu Yungui can't watch over you all the time, so there will always be a chance."
"When you leave, take your uncle and aunt with you and leave your old place together."
Momo pursed her lips. She already had her own ideas about this, so there was no need to involve others.
"Qiqi, I've thought about that too, but no matter where I run to, he'll still find me. The consequences will only be worse then. I can't let my parents suffer with me."
"So now I can only wait for him to get tired of me and then let me go."
“Momo…” Fu Qiyu hesitated for a few seconds and then said, “What if he doesn’t get tired of it after a long time?”
"You'll be stuck by his side forever."
Momo remained silent. "If that's really the case, then it must be fate."
It's just that she's unlucky.
She never believed in fate before, but after meeting Fu Yungui, she began to believe.
Whether it's a tragic or a destined relationship, what's meant to happen will happen.
She wondered if things would have turned out completely differently if she hadn't chosen the nearby road that day.
But who can say for sure?
Perhaps they were destined to meet, and she was destined to experience a period of time she would never forget.
"Momo, don't think like that. At worst, we'll fight him to the death." Fu Qiyu got angry just thinking about this man.
"But to be honest, if it weren't for my marriage, you probably would never have had the chance to meet him in your life. It all comes down to me."
"Qiqi, don't think like that, or I'll be even more upset," Momo comforted her.
"Okay, I won't say anything more." Fu Qiyu listened to her and didn't bring it up again.
The two stayed in the living room for a while longer. Later, Fu Qiyu was called away by the maid to attend to something. Momo was getting a little bored while waiting. When she saw that it had been almost an hour, she went outside to check if the man was still there.
As she approached the study, a familiar voice rang out, followed by screams from inside.
Momo was drawn over by the screams.
“Since Pi Weng can’t control you, then I’ll do it for him. Otherwise, he’ll go around saying I’m not a filial son.”
She peeked through the crack in the door and saw Fu Yungui sitting on the sofa, with Anu and Sawa also inside. She was surprised that Anu and the others had arrived at this time.
There was a bloodied person lying on the ground.
But who are they fighting?
No, who else could be in this room? Qi Qi has gone off to do something, and Grandpa Pi Weng isn't here either.
She stared intently at the person lying on the ground. Even though he was covered in blood, the face looked somewhat familiar—Uncle Songcha.
It seems that Fu Yungui came to see Uncle Songcha today.
Without a second thought, she pushed open the door and rushed in, blocking Song Cha's way.
"Fu Yungui, don't kill him."
She didn't know how Uncle Song had offended him, but no matter what, he shouldn't have been beaten like this. Qi Qi would be so upset if she saw it.
"Huang Momo, mind your own business."
The man sat there watching her with a sullen face.
Weren't you eating fruit and whispering in the living room? How did you suddenly end up here?
Momo shook her head. "I can't just stand by and watch you beat him like this. Fu Yungui, no matter what, he's still your older brother."
The man almost laughed. "Then ask him if he treats me like a younger brother."
Momo stared at the person on the ground, motionless, panting.
"We can't fight him anymore. If we keep fighting, he'll die." At this moment, Song Cha was lying on the ground, barely alive, and didn't even have the strength to speak.
The man chuckled, not caring whether he lived or died. "So what do you think I'm doing?"
"Shall we give him a Thai massage?"
The man's smile faded as he glanced at Anu, "Take her away."
"Okay, Brother Yun." Anu didn't dare to delay for a moment and pulled Momo outside.
"Fu Yungui, please, don't kill him."
The door was slammed shut, cutting off the inside from the outside, and no matter how much she screamed, she couldn't hear it.
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