But to Mu Qinghai, these were just old stories. He was here to borrow money, so what was the point of bringing them up?
Mu Qinghai is cold-blooded; he only ever acts in his own self-interest.
Whether it was Huang Wan'er in the past, Mu Yunshu later, or Madam Mu now, none of them held any special meaning for him.
A cold gaze swept over, but Rong Shang chuckled softly, "Father, let's stop acting, shall we?"
Before she married Fu Jingchen, this old man wasn't as subservient to her as he is now.
Back then, he would constantly call her a good-for-nothing and a useless piece of trash.
"What kind of play are you putting on?" Mu Qinghai frowned. "Yun Shu, I never expected you to turn out like this."
"I thought that if the Mu family needed your help, you would at least do something—"
"Butler, see the guests out."
Without giving him a chance to speak, Rong Shang directly ordered him to leave.
She didn't care what kind of look the middle-aged man gave her, nor did she care how many nasty words he uttered as he left.
Anyway, she watched him go without expression until he disappeared into the Zitan Garden.
Then, she gave an order that no one from the Mu family was allowed to set foot in the Fu family's residence again.
Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she wanted to sever ties with the Mu family.
Fu Beiyao was watching from behind her, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Was he heartbroken? That's why he acted so decisively."
He walked up from behind, his gaze towards her now a mixture of mockery and burning passion.
Rong Shang glanced at him sideways, then turned around and walked towards the inner room.
Just then, the maidservant came in from outside carrying dinner.
"Tenth Master, Young Madam."
Seeing that Fu Beiyao was also there, the maid put down her dinner and quickly withdrew.
But the moment she stepped across the threshold, the handsome man inside the house walked up and pulled Rong Shang into his arms.
When the maid caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye, she was so frightened that she lost her footing.
When she turned to the side and took a careful look, her dark pupils widened involuntarily.
Oh my god!
Did the Tenth Master have an affair with the Young Mistress behind the Fourth Master's back?
Ugh... That's terrifying, it really is terrifying.
Not daring to linger for even a moment, the maidservant hurriedly left with the food tray.
Meanwhile, inside the room, Fu Beiyao took advantage of Rong Shang's unpreparedness and hugged her from behind.
“It’s better to cut off contact with someone who’s useless. Anyway, I’ll protect you from now on.” He lowered his head slightly, his warm, thin lips close to her ear, speaking tenderly and affectionately.
The warm breath sprayed over, and Rong Chang subconsciously shrank her head.
"Let's eat," she said, her tone gentle yet polite.
But Fu Beiyao didn't care. He hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek without a second thought.
Of course, he only stole one kiss; Rong Shang dodged the rest.
"I don't want to eat right now."
Helpless, he smiled indulgently.
He then put one arm around her waist and used the other hand to pinch her chin to prevent her from moving.
He looked at her with a deep, sharp, and intense gaze.
But just as he was about to kiss her, Rong Shang turned her face away again.
This time, she turned around and pushed him away directly. "Let's eat, okay?"
Rong Shang glanced at his face and sat down at the wooden table.
She'd been through a lot with Fu Jingchen all day, and all she wanted now was to have a quiet meal, take a shower, and then go to bed.
But as soon as she left, Fu Beiyao's expression changed drastically.
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