Feng Lu was furious at his lack of self-confidence: "Fu Yan, I really misjudged you. Someone is trying to steal your wife, don't you even have a sense of crisis?"
Fu Yan glanced at him: "What's it to you?"
He didn't understand before and needed to seal the deer sect, but now, he is no longer the Fu Yan he used to be.
Feng Lu clicked his tongue: "Fine, I was just being nosy. You've grown up now, you're all grown up and don't listen to your father anymore."
Fu Yan: "Get out."
Alright!
Not wanting to make a fool of himself, Feng Lu pushed back his chair and walked towards the door.
"Click—"
Once the door closed, the room fell silent, the chattering of Feng Lu was gone.
Fu Yan picked up the tablet again and made a video call to Yu Muqing.
It was 4:30 in the morning for Yu Muqing. He was still asleep when he received Fu Yan's call.
He rubbed his eyes and looked at Fu Yan in the video: "You're really lucky, you're still alive...?"
When Qiao Chen sent him the photos, Yu Muqing's heart jumped into his throat.
But thinking about it later, he realized that he couldn't help Fu Yan who was courting death, and could only let him pray for good luck.
Fu Yan wasn't angry at Yu Muqing for saying that, after all, he had previously disowned Yu Muqing, and Yu Muqing had gotten so angry that she had hit him.
He thought for a moment and apologized to Yu Muqing: "I'm sorry, cousin, I troubled you before."
Upon hearing the word "cousin," Yu Muqing was instantly wide awake.
He seemed to realize something, and stared wide-eyed at Fu Yan in the video: "You...you've regained your memories?"
Fu Yan touched the bandage on his head and said to Yu Muqing in the video, "The doctor said I turned misfortune into blessing. The blood clot that was pressing on the nerves in my brain has dissipated, so..."
After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Could you let Xiao Xin come back to continue taking care of me?"
Yu Muqing: "I have no right to decide this kind of thing. The reason he took care of you last time was entirely because he felt guilty towards you."
Fu Yan pondered for a moment, "So this time, is there no guilt at all?"
However, to be honest, he went to their door to die both times, so these things can't be entirely blamed on Xiao Xin.
"Well, it's nothing else, let's leave it at that for now, cousin..."
The video call was disconnected as soon as Fu Yan finished speaking.
"..."
Fu Yan tightened his grip on the tablet slightly. This time, let him figure out how to keep Xiao Xin by his side.
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Xiao Xin couldn't go home, so he rode in Mo Xuan's car and was naturally taken home by Mo Xuan.
At the door, Mo Xuan bent down and handed him a pair of slippers, then stood up and patted Xiao Xin on the shoulder: "Xiao Xin, just stay here and relax. The place you used to live in wasn't safe. If you don't want to stay here anymore, I can help you find a new place."
Xiao Xin lowered her head, put on her slippers, and said thank you to him.
Mo Xuan didn't say anything, casually loosened his tie and placed it on the living room sofa, then turned to ask him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Xiao Xin shook her head: "I'm not eating, I have no appetite."
He was about to head upstairs when, as if remembering something, he turned back and asked Mo Xuan, "You and Jiang Yuqing..."
Thinking of Jiang Yuqing, Mo Xuan raised a hand and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes darting around, unable to look Xiao Xin in the eye: "There's nothing between him and me, it's all in the past..."
Xiao Xin saw panic and shyness on his face for the first time, and suddenly became interested.
He turned and stood at the top of the stairs, looking at Mo Xuan with a leisurely air: "Are you sure nothing's wrong?"
Mo Xuan glanced at him guiltily, feeling flustered by Xiao Xin's all-seeing gaze.
After thinking for two seconds, he stepped forward, took Xiao Xin's hand, and led her to the sofa in the living room.
Mo Xuan pressed Xiao Xin down onto the sofa, then sat down next to her.
He patted Xiao Xin on the shoulder, a hint of sadness on his face, and slowly said, "I used to like Jiang Yuqing..."
Xiao Xin stared at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Then why did you..."
"I admit that taking you to that restaurant was at Jiang Yuqing's behest, originally just to spite you and Fu Yan..."
Mo Xuan crossed his arms, looked away from Xiao Xin's face, and smiled meaningfully: "However, he miscalculated. It wasn't just you who were angry that day, but me too..."
Xiao Xin looked down at the coffee table and chuckled softly, "Actually, I guessed it."
Mo Xuan was somewhat shocked: "You... what's wrong?"
Xiao Xin glanced at him and slowly explained, "In the guest room where I slept, I saw a photo of you and Jiang Yuqing taken during your high school years. In the photo, the way you looked at Jiang Yuqing wasn't exactly innocent..."
Mo Xuan rested his elbows on his knees, head bowed, and whispered, "I'm sorry..."
Xiao Xin didn't blame him and continued, "Last time I said my phone was broken, but your first reaction wasn't to ask me how it broke, but to ask if I wanted to get a new one. But I don't think I told you that my phone was broken. This can only mean that you were observing me in secret."
Mo Xuan glanced at him with a complicated expression, then lowered his eyes and fiddled with his thumb: "You're right, there are security cameras in the living room, I saw it..."
As if remembering something, he quickly explained, "But there aren't any anywhere else, so don't worry."
Xiao Xin gave a soft hum: "Mm."
The room fell silent, and the atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
Mo Xuan poured himself a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp, then poured another glass for Xiao Xin.
Xiao Xin accepted it and said thank you.
Mo Xuan looked at him and said weakly, "Then... Xiao Xin, you don't blame me?"
"If I blamed you, would I still go home with you?"
Xiao Xin looked into his eyes: "You've helped me a lot, even if it was help you based on your desire to take advantage of me. But haven't I been taking advantage of you in return?"
Seeing how bluntly he spoke, Mo Xuan couldn't help but laugh first, feeling embarrassed.
But then he put on a serious expression, grabbed Xiao Xin's arm and said, "Xiao Xin, don't worry, I've reformed and will never betray you again."
Xiao Xin took a sip of water and glanced at him indifferently: "No need."
"Huh?" Mo Xuan asked, puzzled.
Xiao Xin: "There's no need to make that kind of solemn oath."
Mo Xuan nodded thoughtfully: "Oh..."
Xiao Xin got up to go upstairs, but Mo Xuan grabbed his hand again.
Xiao Xin looked down at him: "What's wrong?"
Mo Xuan: "Xiao Xin, after spending time with you, I truly consider you a friend. You must trust me from now on."
Xiao Xin didn't want to argue with him, so she nodded and said, "Okay."
Seeing his calm reaction, Mo Xuan was still worried. Thinking of Jiang Yuqing, he was filled with resentment again: "So, Xiao Xin, who did Jiang Yuqing kill? Tell me, and maybe I can help you?"
Xiao Xin looked down at his worried eyes, and from those sincere and bright eyes, he suddenly thought of someone.
Xiao Xin shook off his hand, looked down at Mo Xuan, and said seriously, "If you really stand with me, you'll be going against the Jiang family. But you yourself said that no one in the entire City A is a match for the Jiang family. Mo Xuan, I don't want to drag you down with me..."
He turned and left after he finished speaking.
Mo Xuan shouted to stop him, "But what if I really want to go against the Jiang family?"
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