Chapter 114 Home [VIP]
Chapter Summary: Main text complete [Part 1]
"I see."
"I'll be right there."
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A wooden frame had been erected to form a roof, the ice and snow had mostly melted, and the ground beneath our feet was paved with gravel.
If this weren't a hospital.
Fu Xianyin found everything before her quite pleasant and refreshing.
She stretched her arm to the side and asked, "Do you have a cigarette?"
Fu Yeyang was stunned for a moment.
He said, "No."
Fu Xianyin scoffed and said, "Really not?"
Fu Yeyang didn't say anything.
Fu Xianyin didn't ask any further questions.
The two sat quietly on the hospital bench.
After a long pause, it was Fu Yeyang who spoke first.
He took out a pack of cigarettes, picked one up, and handed it to Fu Xianyin, saying, "Sister, I'm sorry."
Fu Xianyin answered.
She put the cigarette in her mouth, her voice muffled and indifferent: "Sorry for what? Sorry for lying to me that you didn't have any cigarettes, or sorry for only giving me cigarettes but not a lighter?"
Fu Yeyang said, "It's not good to smoke in front of the hospital."
Fu Xianyin smiled and said, "That's really classy."
She didn't smoke.
It just held it in its mouth and chewed on it.
A sense of tranquility spread around them.
This was actually the first time the two met after Fu Xianyin returned to China.
Even Fu Xianyin hadn't considered meeting Fu Yeyang.
But she never expected that the two would meet at the hospital.
The fact that she was forced to meet the two of them was also unexpected.
Chen Huimei is seriously ill.
Organ failure has progressed from needing a wheelchair to requiring intubation, and it may not be long before a critical condition notice is issued.
Fu Yeyang lit a cigarette himself, and subconsciously took out a lighter from his pocket to light it, but when he turned around, he met Fu Xianyin's ambiguous smile.
He put the lighter back in his pocket, held the unlit cigarette in his hand, and said, "Her condition started to deteriorate about three years ago."
"He can't walk and his mental state is not very normal. He basically needs a wheelchair to get around."
Fu Xianyin asked, "Did Fu Dongyuan bring her to Beijing?"
Fu Yeyang said, "No, Fu Dongyuan doesn't care about these things. I'm the one who transferred her to another hospital."
“At that time, Fu Dongyuan had already given me a lot of his business, and he wouldn’t bother with small things like transferring Chen Huimei to another hospital.”
Fu Xianyin then asked, "And what about Fu Dongyuan now?"
Fu Yeyang said, "Here too."
Fu Xianyin suddenly smiled.
She said sarcastically, "You two are in the same hospital, you're quite thoughtful."
Fu Yeyang lowered his head and curved the corners of his lips into a smile.
His voice was calm: "I didn't expect you to still be in Beijing. I thought you had already gone back."
Fu Xianyin said, "It will be soon, no need to rush, it'll be over in the next day or two."
Fu Yeyang's tone suddenly became somewhat anxious: "Sister, I didn't..."
He lowered his head and said softly, "I'm not trying to rush you to leave."
Fu Xianyin didn't delve into whether his statement was true or false.
She didn't ask him why he didn't tell her about Fu Dongyuan if he wasn't pressuring her.
She simply nodded and said, "I know."
Chen Huimei suffered organ failure, and Fu Dongyuan's condition was even worse.
Compared to Chen Huimei, who was oblivious and barely conscious, Fu Dongyuan was sometimes still lucid.
But he had lost control of everything.
He could only watch helplessly as Fu Yeyang gradually swallowed up his business empire, snatched away his shares bit by bit, eliminated him one by one, and took control of his company little by little.
Fu Yeyang asked, "Is Xingfan Technology's project still not finished? Is there something going wrong? If so, is there anything I can help with?"
“No need,” Fu Xianyin interrupted him, saying, “I’m not busy with project matters today, I am…”
A strange smile suddenly appeared on her face, with a hint of mockery in her eyes:
"I am proposing to Gu Linzhao."
The cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.
The snow-white cigarette holder was stained with mud. Fu Yeyang paused for two seconds, then slowly turned his head to look at Fu Xianyin.
He said, enunciating each word clearly, "Propose?"
"You went to him?"
Fu Xianyin glanced at her and said, "What, is it illegal?"
Fu Yeyang said, "I'm a little surprised."
Fu Xianyin shrugged and said, "Who isn't?"
If we go back two hours, when she was holding flowers and a ring, her mind a jumble of conflicted thoughts about whether to propose to Gu Linzhao, she could never have imagined that two hours later, Chen Huimei, her biological mother, would be rushed into the emergency room, her life hanging in the balance.
It was as if the world was playing a joke on her.
Or perhaps, her entire life was a huge joke.
Fu Yeyang wasn't shocked for long.
Having spent so many years lying low under Fu Dongyuan's command, he had long since learned to hide himself, and had experienced countless things, both acceptable and unacceptable.
Even if you told him now that the world would end the next day, Fu Yeyang would probably only be shocked for two seconds before calmly arranging what to do next.
He asked, "So when are you leaving? Sis, I'm really not rushing you, I'm just curious."
Fu Xianyin said, "You actually think I'll go back again? I thought you thought I was going to stay forever."
Fu Yeyang said, "You haven't graduated yet?"
Fu Xianyin turned to look at him.
Their eyes met in mid-air.
Fu Xianyin curved her lips into a smile.
Perhaps because they both have half of Fu Dongyuan's blood flowing through their veins, this very thing that they both loathed and hated in the first half of their lives was actually playing a role in something they were unaware of.
They are actually quite similar.
Equally selfish, equally cold-blooded.
Even if neither of them wants to admit it, they have to acknowledge that in this generalization of "similarity," sometimes, or often, there is always an additional person.
Fu Dongyuan.
Fu Yeyang's phone suddenly vibrated. He looked down at it and a faint smile appeared on his face.
He said, "The rescue was successful."
Fu Xianyin looked at him silently.
To be honest, she was actually a little unsure of how she felt right now.
She didn't know whether she should be happy that her biological mother had finally survived, or regretful that her childhood nightmare had ended so cleanly and decisively.
She simply stood up and followed Fu Yeyang to the emergency room.
Patients are not allowed to visit Chen Huimei's ward at the moment. Fu Yeyang asked her if she wanted to change into protective clothing and go in for a while, but Fu Xianyin refused.
She said, "There's no need for that."
So she just stood outside the glass window, looking at the person on the hospital bed.
Chen Huimei.
This name haunted her with nightmares for the first ten years of her life.
Chen Huimei's screams broke her down, and her coercion suffocated her.
She couldn't stand Chen Huimei constantly pouring out her grievances to her, yet each time she would place her hopes on Fu Dongyuan again; she couldn't stand Chen Huimei's relentless oppression of her, each sharp scream feeling as if it would split her head in two.
After that negotiation with Fu Dongyuan, Fu Xianyin breathed a sigh of relief as she watched Chen Huimei being taken away.
She felt that her good days were coming.
But when she returned to Emerald Bay after dark and saw that the furniture was covered with a thin layer of dust, Fu Xianyin felt inexplicably empty inside.
At that time, she felt that perhaps she had developed some problems due to Chen Huimei's oppression over the years.
Even now, with Chen Huimei only one step away from death, Fu Xianyin finds herself still unable to be genuinely happy.
She looked at the person in the hospital bed.
The equipment was operating beside her, and Chen Huimei's eyes were tightly closed. She was covered with a thick blanket, and at such a distance, Fu Xianyin couldn't even see if the wrinkles on her face had increased.
But she is indeed old.
The white hair on his head had increased significantly, and the hands exposed outside the blanket seemed to have only a thin layer of skin.
She seemed to be too close, so close that a small white mist rose on the glass window with her breath.
Even before coming to the hospital, Fu Xianyin wondered if Chen Huimei was really saved, would she stand in front of her bedside with a cold face, reprimanding her for her past mistakes, and venting her long-suppressed emotions?
But when the moment actually arrived, Fu Xianyin realized that she didn't seem to want to do it anymore.
So she only glanced at Chen Huimei before turning her gaze away.
Let's go.
He said.
In the elevator, Fu Xianyin asked, "Where is Li Chan? How is she now?"
Fu Yeyang's voice was devoid of emotion, as if he were talking about someone completely unrelated to him: "In the hospital in Beichuan."
Fu Xianyin asked, "Did you put it in there?"
Fu Yeyang said, "Fu Dongyuan's idea was actually something I did."
He thought of something and chuckled with a hint of irony: "Back then, in order to make me follow him wholeheartedly, Fu Dongyuan had some idea of 'making me personally cut off all my weaknesses' and arranged for me to settle Li Chan."
The elevator returned to the first floor, and as soon as Fu Yeyang stepped out, he received a phone call.
Fu Xianyin tactfully moved a few steps to the side, and only looked up again when Fu Yeyang finished his call and walked towards her.
“There are still some things to take care of at the company,” Fu Yeyang said. “Fu Dongyuan has only been in the hospital for a short time, and there are still some things at the company that need to be taken care of.”
Fu Xianyin nodded knowingly and said, "I understand, I get it. You can go back now."
Fu Yeyang nodded slightly, lifted his foot to leave, but after taking two steps, he suddenly turned back.
He looked at Fu Xianyin and said, "Sister, there are some things I still want to make clear to you."
Fu Xianyin looked up at him.
Fu Yeyang pursed his lips and said, "Before, my every move was under Fu Dongyuan's watchful eye. I dared not, and could not, do anything that might arouse his suspicion."
Fu Xianyin nodded and said, "I understand."
She said she understood, but Fu Yeyang insisted on finishing his sentence:
"That's why I don't dare to call you, I don't even dare to contact you. I'm afraid Fu Dongyuan will find something on me, I'm afraid all my efforts will be in vain, I'm afraid I'll have nothing left."
“I know,” Fu Xianyin said. “I’ve never blamed you. To be honest, I’m very happy that you’ve come this far.”
"I'm really happy," she said.
Fu Yeyang paused for two seconds, then said, "Also, sister, when you left back then, Gu Linzhao came to see me."
Fu Xianyin was not surprised by this.
Her departure was so sudden back then that it's not surprising that Gu Linzhao would choose to find Fu Yeyang under those circumstances.
Fu Yeyang said, "At the time, the agency was reporting your study abroad progress to Shao Yang. I overheard a bit of it, and Gu Linzhao was there."
He thought for a moment, seemingly considering his words, and paused for several seconds before speaking again:
"It looks very bad."
"So you told him where I was."
It is a declarative sentence.
Fu Yeyang said, "I told him which school you went to, but I didn't tell him about the rest—Fu Dongyuan, Chen Huimei, Lin Yujing."
She didn't say anything, and neither did Fu Yeyang.
But Fu Xianyin wasn't naive enough to think that Gu Linzhao knew nothing at all.
For Gu Linzhao, and even the Gu family, these were not difficult things to find out.
The reason he was so insistent on having a reason was ultimately just that he wanted to hear those things from Fu Xianyin.
Sunlight streamed in obliquely through the window, casting a shadow at Fu Xianyin's feet.
Through the window, Fu Xianyin seemed to see a familiar figure by the bench outside.
As if sensing something, Gu Linzhao also raised his head.
The two looked at each other through the thick glass.
Fu Xianyin noticed that he seemed to smile at her.
My heartbeat became more rapid.
She walked quickly outside; the wind outside was still quite cold.
Suddenly, Fu Yeyang spoke up.
The cold wind ruffled his hair, and Fu Yeyang's voice was very soft: "Also, sister, the company is mine now. You can do whatever you want, go wherever you want. No one will restrict you, not even Gu Linzhao."
The man's mature voice seemed to gradually blend with that of his youth.
Fu Xianyin suddenly looked up at Fu Yeyang, but her gaze seemed to pass through the present Fu Yeyang and see a boy from many years ago.
The boy stood in the corner of the court, the whistling wind blowing his hair.
His voice still carried a hint of immaturity, but his gaze was firm, and his words were resounding.
He said:
"Sis, when the time comes, you can do whatever you want. No one will interfere or restrict you."
"Then we'll both have a home."
We both have families now.
After saying that, Fu Yeyang left.
He was already very tall, with broad shoulders and a steady gait.
He was actually leaving.
But Fu Xianyin felt that no one would leave again.
She practically ran to Gu Linzhao's side, so fast that she almost tripped and fell.
Gu Linzhao reached out to help her, but she grabbed his arm.
Her voice was urgent: "Why did you come? Didn't I tell you I didn't need you to come, I could come by myself?"
Gu Linzhao said, "I'm worried about leaving you alone."
Her chest heaved violently, and Fu Xianyin felt a slight lump in her throat.
She didn't know why, but she didn't want to know.
Before she could even finish her previous sentence, Fu Xianyin had already spoken.
Her tone was urgent and eager, and her voice even trembled slightly with excitement.
She said, "Gu Linzhao, I have a home now."
"I have a home now."
[Author's Note]
The main story is finally coming to an end!!
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