Jiang Man was someone who never believed in these things, but after a series of recent events, she began to think that her father's words made sense. It's better to believe in something than to dismiss it.
So she quickly chimed in, "Yes, go ahead, you'll feel more at ease if you go."
Seeing that Jiang Man had said so, Fu Siming didn't want the old man to worry, so he stopped trying to refute her and nodded in agreement.
As the two were eating breakfast, Qiao Yiming and his sister pushed open the door and came in.
Qiao Yiming refused to leave yesterday, wanting to stay with Bai Xiujin at his bedside, but Bai's parents came, and Qiao Yiyang insisted on pulling her away, which resulted in retribution.
Qiao Yiyang heard his younger sister urging him to get up early in the morning, saying that she wanted to come to the hospital.
She could have come by herself, but thinking about how she cried more excitedly than her parents by Bai Xiujin's bedside yesterday, she felt a little ashamed, so she had to drag someone down with her.
Her brother was the perfect tool, because he was the only conscious person left at the scene that day, and now the police will contact the person who reported the crime first if they have any information.
Seeing that both of them were awake, Qiao Yiming couldn't help but think of how Song Ping had kidnapped Song Xingyao yesterday, and his eyes reddened again. He quickly went forward and hugged her.
Qiao Yiyang was left at the door. She nodded politely to the elders, hesitating whether to tell them about Song Ping's interrogation.
Considering that Qiao Yiming was probably the only unstable factor here, he still spoke up, his abrupt voice echoing in the quiet ward.
“Yesterday I received a message from the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau saying that Song Ping has gone mad and is not going to say a word. They arranged for him to undergo a mental evaluation, so the case will be handled from the point where he came into contact with someone. We can only continue the investigation once the results are available.”
Upon hearing this, Fu Siming frowned. How could it be such a coincidence?
That was Song Xingyao's adoptive father; everyone in the room was looking at her.
Her expression remained unchanged as she calmly analyzed, "He's a coward. It's entirely possible that he knows he can't escape, so he's pretending to be crazy. That's why he must have someone supporting him behind the scenes; otherwise, he wouldn't dare to do something like this. The fact that he's not saying anything proves that he's still waiting for that person to bail him out..."
Fu Siming was lost in thought.
On the contrary, Jiang Man and Qiao Yiming were furious. The two straightforward people hit it off immediately, saying that no parents treat their children like this.
Even if they weren't so precious as to treat each other like fragile treasures, it wouldn't warrant killing someone to silence them.
Having given them all the information, the brother and sister said goodbye and prepared to go see Bai Xiujin.
There was a large group of doctors in Bai Xiujin's room, so he seemed to have just woken up.
Bai's mother cried all night. She stood by, her eyes so red and swollen that she couldn't bear to look at her.
When they arrived at the ward door, Qiao Yiming hesitated and didn't dare to go in. Qiao Yiyang couldn't help but laugh when she saw her like this. "Didn't you drag me here? You're too scared to go in yourself? Besides, what's going on between you and him?"
When she heard her brother finally ask questions, she blushed. Even though it was winter, her face was as hot as a flower in spring.
Qiao Yiyang looked at his younger sister, who was also experiencing such a scene, and couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
Remembering her countless bar bills abroad, and how she could cause such a ruckus even at the police station, he felt that the person in front of him was now acting like this.
In the end, it was Bai's father who saw the brother and sister off when he was seeing the doctor out that he noticed them at the door. After all, Qiao Yiming's appearance yesterday was truly unforgettable.
After giving his routine report on the case, Qiao Yiyang prepared to leave, not intending to stay here and be her tool.
Qiao Yiming's eyes flashed with a resentful expression. Did you intend to leave me here alone? The reluctance in her eyes was almost overflowing, as obvious as if it were written in big letters on her face. Qiao Yiyang pretended not to see it, wanting to see her suffer.
In the end, emotion prevailed over reason, and Qiao Yiming stayed behind.
Fu Bowen was stationed at the top floor of the Fu family's building because Fu Ting had gone to the hospital to visit Fu Siming.
When he received the news that Song Ping had gone mad, he recalled the way the woman had surrounded him in the bathroom that day—a look of utter humiliation and wantonness that was unbearable to witness.
After he got back, he washed his hands thoroughly twice before he felt less irritated.
At first, she pretended not to know him, but later she even brought up their past relationship when she was dating Fu Siming. It seems she was impatient. This incident was most likely orchestrated by her, since Song Xingyao is a woman by Fu Siming's side.
However, he did not agree to get rid of Song Ping for him.
Back then, I slept with her only because she was Fu Siming's girlfriend. Now? There's no need for that anymore.
He had initially thought she was stupid, but now that she knew to use Fu Siming as a condition, it was rather interesting.
He thought about it and sent the message to her phone, and she replied quickly.
After visiting Fu Siming, Old Master Fu did not leave with Jiang Man and the other person. Instead, he had the driver take him to Wu Xian's studio.
The huge courtyard was deserted, with no one even cleaning up the fallen leaves on the ground.
This garden was originally where Wu Xian and his wife lived. After she passed away, he was unwilling to leave, so he made some minor modifications and turned it into his studio.
With so many things happening to him lately—his birthday, exhibitions, auctions—the old men in the industry have all heard about it, saying that he's still having such bad luck, and they really don't know what kind of bad karma he's created.
Fu Mingtang was quite familiar with the place, so he went straight to his office and happened to see him coming out of the Buddhist hall. He was covered in the strong smell of incense, and occasionally a wisp of white smoke would rise from his body, making him look even more weathered and tired.
Seemingly not expecting Fu Mingtang to come, he paused slightly and led him to sit down next to the tea table.
Wu Xian: "Why are you here?"
Fu Mingtang: "You're still treating me like this? There's been so much going on lately, I came to see you."
The two of them each held a cup of ripe Pu'er tea, sipping it lightly, as if nothing had happened, leisurely enjoying their tea.
Seeing Wu Xian's expression, Fu Mingtang got straight to the point: "There's a calamity-averting hermit on the North Mountain. Why don't you take some time to go and see him? You're always causing trouble, and you still have the mind to drink tea."
"Yes, I was just about to go and see. I was thinking that after so many years away from home, it would be a rare opportunity to return to my roots and do some good deeds, but I didn't expect it to be so complicated. I really should go and ask if my wife has been waiting for me for a long time and wants me to come and be with her sooner."
He chuckled softly after speaking, his tone not at all like he was dealing with matters of life and death.
Hearing his old friend say this, Fu Mingtang quietly put down his teacup and looked at him. "I think you've really lost your mind. You're gone, but what about Wu Mu? I heard she's only recently gotten a little better. I tell you, just stay home and enjoy your life. Your good son-in-law is also easygoing and filial."
Wu Xian didn't speak, but finished his tea in one gulp and sighed softly. He sighed that even at his age, he still had to ask the gods and spirits about his suffering.
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