Fu Jianzhi knew that Ruan Chen couldn't understand his thoughts.
In her heart, she was just a child.
Even though she had seen more or less of the past on another timeline.
But for some reason, he just wanted to open up to Ruan Chen.
So he cleared his throat and said, "I don't need the Fu family."
“Fu Lin…didn’t your father give you the family head’s order? I don’t know what he did to wrong you in the past, but I think he has been a competent father these past few years.”
Fu Jianzhi smiled sarcastically.
Fu Lin seems to be treating him well now, but if he really is, why would he watch Fu Chengyu and him compete openly and secretly?
Fu Chengyu, who is now being secretly suppressed by Fu Lin, is just like him back then when he longed to gain his father's approval.
Fu Jianzhi had a lot to say to Ruan Chen. He was trying to figure out how to start the conversation and let Ruan Chen know that he didn't need anyone else in the world except Ruan Chen.
All the words she wanted to say culminated in a soft question: "Ruan Chen, why did you take me in that year in Meicheng?"
At that time, he had not yet been chosen by Zhanlu, nor had he seen the past of the other timeline.
He was abandoned by his family and awaited death in fear.
Fate, which had been written long ago, brought him to Ruan Chen, but if Ruan Chen hadn't chosen him that night, he might have frozen to death on the streets of Meicheng.
Ruan Chen's heart skipped a beat.
Fu Jianzhi never asked this question that she had been avoiding.
How could she tell Fu Jianzhi that she initially brought him home only to... sell him?
At that time, all she needed was an eight-year-old boy as a bargaining chip to be sold to human traffickers in place of the deceased Hu Wanglong, so as to avoid being sold to the Pleasure Hall by her heartless stepfather.
Ruan Chen gripped the school uniform she had been holding tightly in her arms, her eyes involuntarily glancing to the left. After realizing these subtle movements, she forced herself to relax.
She gave a vague answer, saying, "We just met."
Fu Jianzhi reached out to grab Ruan Chen's hand, but Ruan Chen just stood up and hurriedly said, "I'm going to find Lin Fengzi. Why hasn't he come over yet? Maybe he can't find his way."
Fu Jianzhi's hand grasped at empty air.
His lingering affection for Lin Fengzi vanished instantly.
Fu Jianzhi sat alone in his seat, feeling a little bored, drinking a cola that was no longer very cold. He noticed the school uniform that Ruan Chen had thrown on his seat, lying there in a mess.
Fu Jian subconsciously reached out and took the school uniform, folding it neatly.
The concert venue was dimly lit, and Fu Jianzhi could vaguely see what appeared to be several dark brown stains on his school uniform.
He gently rubbed it between his fingertips and then sniffed it.
The smell of blood filled my nostrils.
His face darkened. He put the school uniform back in Ruan Chen's seat as it was and made a phone call.
At the concert, only Lin Fengzi was truly engaged; he waved his light stick vigorously until his voice became hoarse.
Ruan Chen and Fu Jianzhi both sat ramrod straight, looking preoccupied with their own thoughts.
Ruan Chen was really thinking about Fu Jianzhi's question from earlier. He asked her why she had taken him back with her back then.
This is a question that Ruan Chen has deliberately avoided when facing Fu Jian over the years.
She didn't take him in out of kindness, but at that time, Fu Jianzhi was as obedient as a little puppy, following behind her and calling her "sister" repeatedly. He didn't cause trouble or make a fuss, and he even forced himself to swallow food he couldn't eat.
Ruan Chen's heart was gradually warmed by him, and she thought to herself that she wished he really was her younger brother.
But Ruan Chen wasn't so easily swayed. The turning point that finally made her decide to kill Cao De and protect Fu Jianzhi was that night when Cao De beat Ruan Chen to the point of near death. Fu Jianzhi cried and threw herself on Ruan Chen, telling him that she would get him whatever he wanted.
Ruan Chen's life was completely changed on that day.
Ruan Chen, the movie star, could certainly make up a lie on the spot, sincere yet perfunctory, to fool Fu Jianzhi without leaving any flaws, but she couldn't fool herself.
The things she wanted to do back then were just as wicked as those of her dead stepfather.
And now Fu Jianzhi is so completely dependent on me.
Ruan Chen sighed deeply and glanced discreetly at Fu Jianzhi, whose eyes were vacant and who was clearly lost in thought.
As for what Fu Jianzhi is thinking, only he himself knows.
Halfway through the concert, Ruan Chen was engrossed in playing a game when Fu Jianzhi answered a phone call.
"Sister Ruan, my family has come to pick me up. My dad wants me to go back because he says it's urgent."
Ruan Chen exited the game, saying, "I'll give it to you."
She tugged at Lin Fengzi and whispered a few words in his ear. Lin Fengzi put down his things and wanted to accompany Ruan Chen to see Fu Jianzhi out, but Ruan Chen stopped him.
"I'll just see him out. He's not in a good mood tonight. I'll chat with him for a bit, and we can talk on the phone if anything comes up."
Lin Fengzi trusted Ruan Chen and didn't say much.
Sure enough, a long black sedan was parked at the concert exit. The driver, wearing white gloves, saw Fu Jianzhi and jogged over from a distance, behaving very respectfully.
"I'm leaving, sister."
Ruan Chen said apologetically, "You didn't have much fun tonight. Next time, you can choose where you want to go and I'll go with you."
Fu Jianzhi stopped in his tracks, his eyebrows curved slightly, and he smiled broadly, "No, it was actually quite fun to come out with you. The fried chicken was delicious, and Brother Lin was a really nice guy."
“Okay, whatever makes you happy,” Ruan Chen waved for him to leave, then remembered something and said, “By the way, Grandpa went back to his hometown. If you’re free this weekend, you can come over to visit me.”
Fu Jianzhi's eyes flickered, and this time he smiled genuinely, "Okay, I'll definitely go when I have time."
Fu Jianzhi watched Ruan Chen's figure disappear into the venue from inside the car before instructing the driver to drive off.
"Young Master, we've found Fu San and his group. There's just one girl who's a bit of a problem. She's a student at No. 1 Middle School. Miss Ruan broke her leg this afternoon, and she's still in the hospital."
Fu Jianzhi's demeanor was completely different from when he was with Ruan Chen. He was cold and sinister, and spoke softly, like the breath of a venomous snake, "I don't see what's wrong with him."
The driver was a little flustered and quickly explained, "Our people naturally have a way to get her out of the hospital, but she is, after all, a student of No. 1 Middle School. If something happens to her, No. 1 Middle School can't just ignore it. You should have heard of Principal Feng's influence in Jingzhou."
Fu Jianzhi gave a faint "hmm" and didn't say anything.
The driver understood what his young master meant.
Although Miss Ruan had broken her leg, and although she was a student at No. 1 Middle School, the young master had no intention of letting go of anyone who had offended Miss Ruan.
The car stopped in front of the dilapidated warehouse of a subsidiary of the Fu family. The young man got out of the car, his exquisite leather shoes stepping into the mud. Looking at the several men inside who were gagged and tied together, he gently comforted them, "Don't be afraid. The dishes haven't all been served yet, and the banquet will start in a while."
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