"Xiao Sheng, is Qingzhu back?"
"Yes, sir, the young master has returned. He's at the old house, and the matter there has been resolved!"
Fu Nanshan's pupils dilated in shock!
What? Lu Xin's matter is resolved! He's the Lord of the Dark Night!
When did Qingzhu become so amazing! No wonder he's his good son!
"Xiao Sheng, go get me something to eat, and then we'll go back!"
"Yes, sir!"
Fu Yanzhu ordered people to throw away everything Lu Xin had used, remove all the surveillance cameras in the villa, and clean the entire place.
After consulting with Fu Yanzhu, Steward Zhang excitedly began preparing the meal, getting ready for a grand banquet!
Fu Yanzhu took a Tang tri-colored vase from the living room, held it in her arms, and silently walked back to the pear tree in the garden.
Lu Ling's body was burned to ashes, which were long since scattered by the wind after the battle!
Fu Yanzhu picked up a handful of soil from under the pear tree and muttered to himself.
"This vase was my mother's favorite. I originally wanted to use it to hold her ashes! But to my surprise, not even a speck of dust remained!"
Su Manman walked to his side, took out a box from the system, and handed it to Fu Yanzhu.
"Feng Da Tai, I only managed to catch a handful!"
Fu Yanzhu's eyes lit up. He threw away the dirt in his hand and took the box.
"Manman, thank you!"
Su Manman smiled, her smile as beautiful as a flower.
There's no need for thanks between us!
Just then, a choked voice sounded from behind.
"Qingzhu, you're finally back!"
Su Manman and Fu Yanzhu both turned around to look.
Fu Nanshan, who was ten years younger, walked towards them with great strides, with Lin Sheng following behind him!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
