Fu Siming caught the hand that was about to fall.
Fu Yao, who was holding Fu Xunzhi with one hand, was no match for the man in front of her.
Use your elbow to separate the syringe from Fu Xunzhi.
Unexpectedly, she came forward to snatch it, and for a moment, he lost his strength.
Before he could even react, the injection was already in Fu Siming's fingertips.
The balcony's floor-to-ceiling glass door was shattered.
With a loud bang, several fully armed bodyguards rushed in from the balcony.
The loud noise frightened Fu Xunzhi so much that he burst into tears.
The room instantly erupted in noise.
Seeing the scene before her, Fu Yao realized that Fu Siming was a very cunning man who always had a backup plan.
But……
Fu Yao, pinned to the ground, glared fiercely at the man in front of her.
His long, slender eyebrows and eyes carried a coldness and aloofness, along with a hint of murderous intent.
But he still patiently coaxed Fu Xunzhi in his arms.
Fu Yao spit out a mouthful of saliva, the sound of which was somewhat comical because she was being pressed to the ground in a humiliating manner.
"Fu Siming, do you think she'll forgive you after all this? Hahaha... You're dreaming, hahaha..."
The manic laughter, somewhat distorted, mixed with the child's cries, making one feel increasingly uncomfortable.
Fu Siming handed the child to Pei Jing, who was standing to the side.
He took the syringe from the bodyguard.
The transparent liquid shimmered with an eerie light as it was pressed out by slender fingers with a slight force.
Drop by drop, it fell onto the carpet in front of them, turning the originally pink carpet red with the transparent medicine.
Fu Yao's head was being held down, preventing her from lifting it. All she could see was the leather shoes the man in front of her was wearing, as he approached step by step.
Finally, it stopped less than 10 centimeters from its eyes.
Squatting down, Fu Siming had completely lost his patience.
"I was too kind to you, which gave you the opportunity to get close to her and hurt her again and again."
"You think I don't know how Song Ping went mad?"
"Thinking you've covered your tracks perfectly, you even went to seek refuge with Gu Mai and Fu Bowen, maneuvering between them. Do you really think that you can crush me like that? I must say, you're not the only one who's naive, they are too."
Seeing his hand about to strike, Fu Yao shouted, "How dare you! Aren't you afraid of offending the Fu family? I'm the Fu family's daughter!!!"
The corners of his mouth were raised in mockery. "Heh, you were just a stand-in anyway. Even if you weren't, I'm not afraid of offending the Fu family."
The word "stand-in" pierced Fu Yao's fragile nerves once more. She murmured, then screamed, "I'm not! I'm not!! I'm not a stand-in—"
The intense struggle vanished in the next second in the stinging pain of the needle piercing the skin.
The cold medicine was injected into the body.
The last, cold words he spoke when he was lucid still echoed in my ears: "What you prepared—it's better to use it on yourself."
He stood up and casually handed the syringe in his hand to the person next to him.
Fu Xunzhi's crying came into his ears again.
Pei Jing stood awkwardly to the side. As a single man, how could he know how to coax a child? Even his movements when holding the child were extremely awkward.
This caused Fu Xunzhi to cry and make a fuss.
Fu Siming took the child from his arms.
Once in a familiar embrace and in a comfortable position, Fu Xunzhi quickly stopped crying.
Pei Jing's eyes widened, even though he had anticipated that things would be different after Fu Siming became a father.
But one second he's about to eat people, the next he's gently coaxing a child, creating a sense of complete disconnect.
Noticing a noticeable red mark on Fu Xunzhi's neck, they hurriedly drove to the hospital.
Only after personally handing the person over to Jiang Man did Fu Siming finally turn and leave without any hesitation.
Completely unaware of the reason behind this, Pei Jing was about to follow Fu Siming to find Song Xingyao when Jiang Man grabbed him.
"Assistant Pei, what exactly is going on?"
They spent half a day analyzing the hospital's surveillance footage before finally managing to pinpoint Jiang Ting's location.
But how could Fu Xunzhi be with Fu Siming?
Completely confused.
Seeing that he couldn't leave, Pei Jing had no choice but to stay and help clean up the mess.
Ye Si was hurriedly called in the corridor. Fu Xunzhi, unlike the adults, was not worried and had already fallen asleep under Jiang Man's gentle coaxing.
Pei Jing handed Ye Si the syringes collected from the scene and briefly explained the situation.
Yes nodded and quickly had the nurse push the child to get checked.
The two nodded in tacit agreement.
After everyone left, Pei Jing told them everything in detail.
From Fu Yao kidnapping Song Xingyao, to Fu Xun being poisoned, and now to Fu Yao hiring someone to steal the child to threaten Fu Siming.
Jiang Man was terrified as she listened to each and every incident.
But she was completely unaware of this during these days.
Fu Ting supported her from behind, preventing her from losing her strength.
After he finished speaking, Pei Jing said, "Madam ran out in great distress, and we don't know where she is now?"
"What should we do, honey? Will something happen to Yao Yao?"
Fu Ting had never seen Jiang Man so flustered, though he was also surprised by the things Fu Yao had done.
He calmly comforted her, "It's okay, A-Ming will definitely be able to bring Yao Yao back."
The rain outside the window intensified, and in a corner of the city, the crowd that had been searching for Fu Xunzhi changed their target.
The search for Song Xingyao began throughout the city, adding a touch of bustling activity to the otherwise quiet, drizzly city.
Song Xingyao wandered aimlessly after running out of the apartment.
Her mind was filled with the image of Fu Xunzhi sleeping soundly in Fu Yao's arms, the three of them resembling a family of three.
I was soaked to the bone, and the wind made me sway precariously.
She stopped on one side of the bridge across the river, watching the once calm riverbank now see the current becoming somewhat turbulent due to the continuous rain.
She remembered the day she met Fu Siming, when he spoke up and chased away the group of friends who were bullying her.
She recalled that night at the Imperial Court, when he took her away from that decadent place and said he wanted to marry her.
It turns out that she was the only one who was truly absorbed in it.
Now, even Fu Xunzhi is beyond his ability to take away.
The streets were deserted, with only one or two cars occasionally speeding by.
She sat on the railing, like a drifting duckweed, unsure where the spring breeze would carry her next.
She thought: There is really no one around her now.
From the past to the present, Heaven has never favored me.
They sent Fu Siming, Wu Mu, and then Fu Xunzhi.
Then they took it from her again.
That blissful, unreal dream must finally end.
The tear stains on her face were washed away by the rain.
There were few pedestrians on the road, and no one noticed the woman sitting precariously on the railing.
My body started to feel lightheaded, but my vision began to clear.
Looking down at the river, my body began to lean forward uncontrollably.
The fingers that were gripping the railing slowly relaxed.
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