Chapter 72 How could he bear to forget his little fool?
"Ayan, I'm sorry."
Zhou Mu's eyes gradually turned red, and his voice choked up. "I know I shouldn't use family ties and morality to hold you hostage, but you are free. What about Grandpa Lu, Grandma Lu, and Uncle Lu?"
"You don't want Grandma Lu to relapse because of worrying about you, do you?"
"It's been three years. For the sake of your family, you should try to move on. Ah Ci is gone..."
As Lu Shiyan's psychological counselor, Zhou Mu knew very well how painful Lu Shiyan's life had been in the past three years. It could be described as a life worse than death, like a walking corpse.
The many shackles he had been carrying since childhood imprisoned him. He could not escape or break free. The more calm he appeared on the surface, the closer he was to the brink of collapse inside.
He couldn't accept the fact that Fu Ci had left, nor was he willing to let himself go. He could only torture himself day after day until he was broken and could no longer bear it.
Lu Shiyan knew that what Zhou Mu said was right, but how should he move forward?
As soon as I close my eyes, Fu Ci's figure appears before my eyes.
She was the little fool who was treated coldly by him, who still had him in her heart and eyes even when she was bullied, who would follow him and call him "brother" obediently, and who, in order to protect herself from being threatened, said to let him go tenderly and resolutely before falling into the sea!
How could he bear to forget his little fool?
Lu Shiyan's moist eyelashes concealed the true emotions in his eyes. He closed his eyes, holding back the soreness in his throat, and said in a slightly hoarse voice with a slight tremor, "I'm going to go out and sober up."
There was a cool breeze in the garden at night. A silver crescent moon and a few scattered small lights in the night sky cast a faint cold light, just like Lu Shiyan's cold eyes.
Huo Jingchen, who had been busy with social engagements, saw Lu Shiyan go out alone. He thought about the three years since the disappearance of that little fool Fu Ci, and how he had become visibly thinner and more and more taciturn.
Although he looks the same as usual, only those who are familiar with him know that Lu Shiyan is now abnormal and shocking.
And three years ago, regarding the Shen family banquet, he explained that he was also used by Gu Yian and Shen Hanxiao. Although A Yan didn't say anything, he could clearly feel that he was becoming increasingly distant from him.
So in order to ease the relationship between brothers, he followed.
But just as he reached the door, he was called back by the housekeeper with a look of joy and anxiety, "Master Huo, Mr. Fu and the eldest young master of the Fu family are here."
Huo Jingchen paused slightly. The Fu family is a mysterious, century-old family in Nancheng. Old Fu can be said to be an important figure in Nancheng.
Moreover, ever since he was paralyzed in a car accident many years ago, he has been cultivating himself and rarely left the Fu family manor. He has never attended any banquet since then.
He actually came to the Huo family dinner tonight?
Seeing his hesitation, the housekeeper quickly said, "Master Huo, I heard that the reason our Huo family was able to acquire this piece of land so smoothly this time was because of what Mr. Fu said."
Huo Jingchen suddenly opened his eyes wide, very surprised, "Why do I remember that our Huo family and the Fu family have no intersection?"
The housekeeper didn't know the reason, so he could only say truthfully, "People outside are saying this, so it shouldn't be groundless."
Huo Jingchen looked at the direction where Lu Shiyan left with concern... Forget it, he would have a good chat with A Yan after the banquet.
He turned around, straightened his suit jacket, and hurried to the door, "Come with me to greet Mr. Fu."
The housekeeper immediately followed, "Okay, Mr. Huo."
A row of men in black suits lined up at the entrance of the banquet hall, and the magnificent banquet hall suddenly became quiet for a moment.
Just when everyone was wondering who was making such a grand show, Qi Bo appeared in front of everyone pushing Fu Yuan's wheelchair, with Fu Ci beside him. The whole banquet hall was instantly in an uproar.
"It's Mr. Fu!"
"Mr. Fu actually came to the Huo family's dinner. It seems that the rumors that Mr. Fu helped the Huo family to intercede and successfully acquire this Feng Shui treasure land are true."
"Yes, otherwise, how many years has it been since Mr. Fu participated in a public event? Let alone a dinner like this?"
"I really didn't realize that the Huo family and the Fu family had such a close relationship?"
"By the way, the young man next to Mr. Fu is the frail eldest son of the Fu family who has always lived in seclusion, right?"
"You know what, he looks a lot like the late Master Fu, but a little cold."
The person next to him turned pale with fear and quickly pulled the person who was speaking, "If Mr. Fu hears this, be careful that your family will not be able to stay in Nancheng anymore."
“Who among the wealthy families in South City doesn’t know that the master of the Fu family is a taboo for Mr. Fu?”
"You can't talk nonsense anymore."
Tonight, Fu Ci was wearing a well-tailored black suit. The smooth lines perfectly outlined his tall and perfect figure, showing his elegant temperament.
His sparkling peach blossom eyes were sharp and cold, and a casual glance seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. His condescending attitude made people feel submissive.
Fu Yuan seemed to be in a good mood tonight, so he was unmoved by the discussions of those around him. Seeing Huo Jingchen approaching, he smiled and said, "Boss Huo, I brought my grandson with me here tonight. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."
Huo Jingchen quickly said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, you must be joking."
"It is our Huo family's honor that you can come to our Huo family dinner!"
Fu Yuan turned to look at Fu Ci, "Ah Ci, this is the head of the Huo family, come and say hello."
Fu Ci looked at the stern-faced man in front of him, extended his hand, and said in a deep and powerful voice, "Hello, Mr. Huo, I'm Fu Ci."
Huo Jingchen then noticed Fu Ci behind Mr. Fu. He suddenly raised his eyes and met Fu Ci's calm eyes. His heart trembled instantly, "Fu Ci?"
"Is that you? Fu Ci?"
He was so excited that he was a little incoherent. "Where have you been these three years?"
"Do you know that Ayan..."
Fu Yuan suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Huo, this is my only grandson, Fu Ci. He's been recuperating in the manor since he was a child due to poor health. Tonight is his first time out, so I'd like to take advantage of your dinner to bring him out and meet some people."
"Young people can't compare to Mr. Huo's calmness. Please take care of me in the future!"
Huo Jingchen has been in the business world for many years. Although he can't say that he is very good at dealing with people, he can still read people's expressions.
The person in front of him was clearly the missing little fool Fu Ci. Their height and appearance were exactly the same, except that he was no longer stupid and was now a bit cold and aloof.
Moreover, he could tell at a glance that Fu Ci seemed to have forgotten him, and had transformed himself into the eldest son of the Fu family, a century-old family in Nancheng.
But although Mr. Fu's words just now seemed polite, they contained an unquestionable power. He did not think that the eldest young master of the Fu family needed his support, so it was actually a warning, warning him not to recognize people randomly.
He suppressed the astonishment in his eyes, tried to calm his excited and flustered mood, reached out and shook Fu Ci's hand, and said with a smile: "Master Fu, nice to meet you."
Fu Ci withdrew his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Boss Huo was so excited to see me just now, but did he mistake me for someone else?"
Huo Jingchen didn't expect him to ask so bluntly. He glanced at Fu Yuan, whose expression was mysterious and profound, and said carefully, "Maybe I was mistaken. The person I know has always lived in North City."
A hint of smile appeared in Fu Ci's eyes. "Then Mr. Huo really made a mistake. I have always lived in South City and have never been to North City."
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