Chapter 53 Debtor? Who owes you money?
Gu Xiangsi came back from the bathroom and stopped suddenly.
There was a man at the table. How could she forget that face?
Fu Sinian's elder brother, Fu Jia.
He was facing her sideways, chatting happily with Zhou Wanrong, with a faint smile on his face.
Gu Xiangsi's body stiffened and he subconsciously retreated to the wall. He took several deep breaths before suppressing the panic in his heart.
She took out her cell phone, sent a message with trembling fingertips, then turned and walked towards the elevator.
Fu Sinian's cell phone dinged and he opened it to take a look.
Debtor [Mr. Fu, I'm going back now. Please say thank you to Auntie. I'll wash the jacket and return it to you.]
Fu Sinian lowered his head and glanced at the text message on his mobile phone again, then raised his eyes to look at someone with a colder look.
It seems that she doesn't want to see his elder brother.
Most of the food on the plate next to it was still untouched.
When his gaze fell on Fu Jia, there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
Is this because she's afraid of running into him and making him feel awkward, or is there something else going on between them back then that he doesn't know about?
His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the air pressure around him dropped a little.
Fu Jia inexplicably felt a chill brushing against his ear. He raised his hand to touch it, then turned to look at Fu Sinian: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Fu Sinian retracted his gaze, his tone flat, "I just think that brother, you should have a relationship."
When Zhou Wanrong heard this, she asked immediately.
"I heard you were with someone for a day? You must bring him back to me this week."
"Mom, I really don't know that girl." Fu Jia frowned.
He looked at Fu Sinian with a puzzled look on his face.
How could I have offended this scheming brother?
"Don't play dumb with me."
Zhou Wanrong didn't care and gave him orders.
Li Xiaoyao received Fu Sinian's gaze and quickly said, "Madam, I saw her drunk that day, so I helped her out to find a friend. I have her contact information, and I'll send it to the young master right away."
He suppressed his laughter and sent a string of phone numbers to Fu Jia.
The young master is smart and asked someone to find the contact information in advance.
Fu Jia was overwhelmed after hearing this and glared at Li Xiaoyao fiercely.
Fu Sinian was typing away on his phone. Fu Jia glanced at him and couldn't help asking, "Debtor? Who owes you money?"
Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows: "A little wild cat."
Zhou Wanrong asked doubtfully, "Oh, that photo..."
Before he could even utter the word "think", he was interrupted by Fu Sinian.
"She left early because of something."
Fu Sinian responded.
He took out his phone and sent a question mark to the other party, and then sent another line of text.
[Gu Xiangsi, tell me the truth. Did you negotiate any terms with my brother back then?]
Gu Xiangsi just hung up the phone with Nanyu.
Nan Yu said she was having lunch with Jiang Liangchen and asked her if she wanted to come over.
Gu Xiangsi said forget it.
She turned and went to a flower shop, bought some roses that her mother liked, packed them, then called a car and went to her destination.
In the port city in December, the wind brings a refreshing coolness.
Gu Xiangsi stood at the entrance of the Hong Kong City Racecourse Cemetery holding flowers.
The steps here are built against the mountain, extending upwards one by one. They are paved with dark gray stone slabs, and the edges have been worn smooth by time.
Fu Sinian's windbreaker was too long so she put it away.
She raised her hand to gather her scarf and slowly walked up the stairs. The sound of her footsteps was particularly clear in the quiet cemetery.
The wind blew a few dead leaves down from the nearby pines and cypresses, brushing past the edge of her shoes and then being blown away even further.
The steps are not steep, but they seem to be endless.
She walked slowly, her eyes occasionally sweeping across the tombstones lined up on both sides of the mountain. Most of them were engraved with names from long ago. Occasionally, there were a few bunches of dried flowers in front of the tombstones, swaying gently in the wind.
As she approached the area where her mother rested, she paused and took a deep breath.
In addition to the cool fragrance of grass and trees, the air is also mixed with a faint hint of dampness, which is the unique smell of this season.
She turned left and walked forward to the tombstone, and saw a bunch of fresh roses placed beside the tombstone.
It looks like someone has just been here.
She subconsciously turned her head and looked around, but there was no one around, and she suddenly felt a little confused.
Who else will come to see my mother?
Could it be...
My heart suddenly trembled, and my eyes quickly scanned the surroundings again, but there was still no one.
Could it be dad?
As soon as this thought came to my mind, my eyes suddenly turned red.
She took out a tissue and carefully wiped the tombstone clean, put down the roses she brought, then half-knelt down and stared at the photo of her mother on the tombstone.
The person in the photo smiled gently and lovingly, and her voice couldn't help but choke with sobs.
"Mom, I'm sorry... Xiangsi only came to see you now."
"I'm back."
Gu Xiangsi looked at the photo on the tombstone and said in a voice as soft as the wind, "Grandma's condition has improved a lot, don't worry."
She paused, her tone adding a hint of helplessness: "It's just that my uncle and aunt... may disappoint you. This is the last time I can help them."
Gu Xiangsi talked about everything that had happened in the days since she returned to China. She looked at her mother's gentle smiling eyes in the photo, sighed softly, and a complex smile appeared in her eyes.
"Mom, do you remember? I told you that I had a boyfriend. This time when I came back, I met him again."
"Maybe it's just fate. He's still as dazzling as ever, attracting everyone's attention wherever he goes."
Her voice lowered, a hint of bitterness in it. "What a pity! I won't have the chance to bring him to you and formally introduce him to you."
"He's still a very good person, but I'm carrying too much right now. I'm probably not worthy of him."
As soon as he finished speaking, everything in front of him was blurry.
Tears fell like beads that had broken off the string, one drop at a time, onto the cold stone slab, leaving a small dark mark.
Gu Xiangsi stayed in front of the tomb for a whole half afternoon until dusk fell and a cold wind blew. Then he gathered his clothes and slowly stood up.
Her feet had been numb for a long time. She stood there for a long time, stretched her hands, and only then did she feel the stiffness ease a little.
She took one last look at her mother's headstone and walked down the stone steps step by step.
When I took out my phone to call a taxi, I saw a few unread messages.
One was from Nanyu.
She said she had a pleasant chat with Jiang Liangchen. Another message was from Qin Shiwei, saying that Fu Jia called and asked her to go to the villa on the weekend.
Gu Xiangsi probably guessed that it was Zhou Wanrong who wanted to see her, so she sent a message asking her to relax and say it was no big deal.
Scrolling down further, there is a text message from Fu Sinian.
She stared at the message content.
Reply: [Nothing else. If you want to talk about the 20 million, just remember it. I will pay it back slowly.]
Unexpectedly, Fu Sinian replied immediately.
[Twenty million plus the current amount, Gu Xiangsi, how much do you owe me? ]
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